Fight?
Or concede defeat?
All eyes turned to Qin Wudao. In front of the brilliantly shining Shen Youlin, the newly risen young prodigy, Qin Wudao seemed dim and dull.
Apart from the Qin Dynasty Divine Court, no one believed that Qin Wudao could shatter the myth of invincibility Shen Youlin had built!
"Concede? I, Zhen, have never conceded in my entire life!" Qin Wudao declared coldly, his eyes filled with an intense battle intent. Could a mere Shen Youlin make me retreat without a fight? Impossible! Fight! Fight! Fight!
Moreover, during the free-for-all challenge, when he consecutively faced five Reaching the Holy Realm opponents from the Kylin Sacred Land, he suspected Shen Youlin was manipulating things behind the scenes. He firmly remembered this grudge of being schemed against.
