บท 558: Sore Loser

The two of us, me and Meng Hao flew forward toward the fray, I informed the Wind King of our plan, though a worried and slightly disapproving look was painted on his face, he grunted his teeth and shot forward toward the Fire Lord.

"GOOD COME!" the Fire Lord said as he saw the resolve of the Wind King growing again. He wanted to fight, he wanted to fight a tedious and hard battle so when he wins and takes over the Vast Expanse no one would dare speak of his might and ability.

The pride of cultivators, to prove that they're stronger than everyone, and that they stand at the peak, they want to make sure that everyone respects their power.

However, a kingdom made my force, can only be taken down by stronger force.

And power and might are not eternal.

The Wind King clashed swords once again with the Fire Lord keeping his attention as the two of us approached closer and closer.