Xia Mian was also surprised. Originally, they thought the opponent caused such a big commotion because they had a backup plan. Yet they didn't expect the opponent to confront them directly?
If it's a direct confrontation, Xia Mian and Lu Zechuan fear no one!
As the two were deep in thought, the overwhelming snow wave had already reached them.
On the snow wave stood a man, balancing on one foot, hands clasped in a show of grandiosity.
"Descendants of the Divine Clan and Wood Clan?" The man's voice carried a hint of disdain, "I heard you're quite arrogant in the Mystical World!"
Xia Mian didn't respond, instead instantly backhanded a slap.
With that slap, the snow wave beneath the man's feet seemed to be sliced in half by an invisible sword. The man's grandstanding lasted less than three seconds before his whole body toppled forward.
Caught off guard, the man fell heavily into the snow wave.
