After killing 21 evil spirits, Sheng Xiao walked out of the thick evil spirit fog with his sword.
When Museido saw that Sheng Xiao wasn't only unharmed, but he had also destroyed all his evil spirits, his pale face looked gloomy and sinister. Museido said sinisterly, "Sheng Xiao, you're indeed the number one genius on the continent. You're indeed very strong."
Museido praised him through gritted teeth.
Sheng Xiao knew that Museido must not have used his full strength. He held the Dragon Sword in front of him and said calmly, "Use whatever tricks you have."
"Boy, you're too arrogant!" The corners of Museido's lips curled up into a malicious smile. He said, "Little kid, your life or death depends on your ability. Don't think that just because you're Sheng Lingfeng's son, I'll show you some respect. Even if you're the son of a god, I won't let you off even if you kill all my evil spirits today!"
