C2551 Just Admit Defeat on Your Own Accord

After Lu Feixue stepped onto the stage, a young cultivator of about 25 or 26 years old appeared in front of her.

Holding a long sword in his hand, he had a kind of unrestrained, arrogant, and otherworldly feeling.

After standing in front of Lu Feixue, the expressionless young man unconsciously revealed a smile on his face.

The young man said, "Miss, I am Xu Rann. In my opinion