he Golden Dragon's Claw indeed. 。In the midst of a crisp clang, 。A golden light flashed as he flipped and landed in the distance. Tang Wulin staggered back seven or eight steps before regaining his f...Lan Buzi stood beside the competition stage, her face grim. She didn't go to the rest room today; she didn't want to see that person at all, let alone talk to him. 。For some reason, she, who was always very well-mannered, would lose control of her temper whenever she faced that person. 。

Lan Buzi cursed someone viciously in his heart.

"Achoo!" In the resting area, Tang Wulin sneezed and rubbed his nose helplessly, looking out. 。This is someone cursing themselves! When one's spiritual cultivation reaches a certain level, they will have a sort of subconscious awareness of things related to themselves. 。The Thousand-Year Terrace Pavilion was sitting on a sofa across from him, much farther away, with his eyes closed in meditation. 。ed to his underground world to continue digging. 。 A sharp, "Ding—" sound suddenly appeared, causing Tang Wulin's movements to come to a halt. 。My whole body was covered in goosebumps, and I quickly...