C87 The Soul Stabbing Needle

"Then let's fight."

A smile appeared on Ling Yun's face. He walked into the tunnel first.

"Damn it, who's afraid of who? If I don't cripple you today, my surname won't be Zhao."

Zhao Lia's eyes were wide open in anger. Like an angry arhat, he followed Ling Yun towards the Battle Platform.

Another Heaven Pride battle on the Potential Ranking!

In order to give space for Ling Yun and Zhao Lia