Yue Qiguang and Yue Qiyuan both failed, and how easily did senior Yang Bin win. The two brothers of the Yue Family, before him, looked just like two tender little chicks, vulnerable to a single blow. If he wished, he could even rub those two brothers round and flat...
But senior Yang Bin just didn't have that cruel interest.
Yue Qiyuan, with a stern face, went back to his seat.
Ji You couldn't help but ask: "Is he really that strong? Your S-class spiritual power couldn't even shake him a little bit?"
Yue Qiyuan glanced at Ji You and nodded.
Ji You was surprised: "Is S-class so weak?"
The color of Yue Qiyuan's face turned from black to even blacker.
Ji You joked with a laugh: "That's not what I meant, please don't misunderstand. Of course, if you insist on misunderstanding, I can only go with it."
Yue Qiyuan: "..."
Yue Qiyuan, clenching his teeth, said: "4444, if you don't speak, nobody will take you for a mute."
Ji You chuckled: "I don't like being a mute either."
