Are you guys prepared yet?”
Jian Feng Han’s imposing figure stood in the rain with his Flaming Cloud Sword dipped down low with flames flickering from it. By the side, his giant Rock Fighter Spirit stood unyieldingly next to him with a battle axe in its hands while giving off a thunderous roar. Jian Feng Han merely stood there, with his battlemaster demeanor, he had already sensed us coming and his eyes displayed a rare type of self confidence that was seldom seen in others.