Ah----
A cry of agony echoed through the port.
Zhang Youlin, supporting his nearly broken right arm with his left hand, stumbled and tottered as if he was about to collapse, barely able to stand up straight.
"How is this possible? Why are you so strong in combat!"
He couldn't believe the girl standing before him, who he once had a slight fondness for, possessed such terrifying combat strength.
"Anyone who threatens Zhang Wei is my enemy, and I will never show mercy!"
And Xia Qianyue, her face looking down on Zhang Youlin, was utterly indifferent.
"Zhang Youlin, can't you see that you're simply too weak? You can't even match a single finger of my family's Silly!"
Zhang Wei, at this moment, walked up beside Xia Qianyue, looking down at Zhang Youlin with contempt.
"Impossible, absolutely impossible. I, Zhang Youlin, have studied martial arts with the elders of the Wu Family since I was a child. Even Wu Shentong praised me as a once-in-a-century genius. How could I lose to...."