In the huge square, the wind howled.
The flat ground that was originally paved with green bricks had completely turned into ruins at this moment. Broken bricks and gravel flew everywhere. If anyone barged in, they would instantly be minced into meat paste by the biting wind!
However, even in such a dangerous place, Lin Ran still walked forward without changing his expression. The strong wind that was enough to cut bones and break tendons kept hitting him, but to him, it was like a spring breeze.
Soon, the distance between the two of them was reduced to less than a hundred steps.
Lin Ran stood still. With a flash of white light in his hand, Thunderball appeared on his hand.
As his internal energy flowed into the sword, wisps of lightning began to flicker on the smooth surface of the sword, like clouds before a thunderstorm.
"Don't ask anything unnecessary."
Lin Ran said coldly, "Fight or surrender?"