Deep in the dense forest, Danxuan leaned against the old tree behind him and looked at the masked Lingwei master opposite. Danxuan was holding his fist in both hands, just like the opening line of the competition. He shouted, "Danjia's only grandson of the medicine family, Danxuan!"

The voice of teenagers is full of fear!

"Young man, I don't want to know your real name, because even if you die under my knife, I won't erect a tombstone for you!" Masked master is as cold as ice. He looks at Danxuan coldly. There is not a trace of temperature in his eyes. His voice is also cold and piercing.

"You...