Ling Han involuntarily humphed. This Yulan Fenghua was really very petty to actually make a move on him at this time, and it was a sneak attack at that.
How despicable!
Without even turning his head, he greeted the incoming blow with a punch of his own.
Boom!
A frightening light burst out, as if the heavens were collapsing.
Yulan Fenghua paled in shock. Ling Han had actually dissipated his strike.
He was but a mere Heaven Soul; how could he possibly be so strong?
Yulan Fenghua looked at Ji Wuming again. This madman was also killing First Secret, Second Secret, and Third Secret elites like he was chopping vegetables—he was the same kind of freak as Ling Han.
How could there be such freaks in this world, and to have two of them pop up at the same time?
"Brother Yulan, this is your so-called spar?" Ling Han asked calmly. This was completely a sneak attack.