At the moment, the people from the Li Mountain Sword sect walked out.
The one who walked in the front was a young man. He was not even fully grown yet but actually looked even smaller than Luo Luo.
He’s Qi Jian, ranked last, and also was the weakest among the Seven Rulings.
Qi Jian was Li Mountain Sword sect master’s close-door disciple(last disciple he would take). He was very young, but had ranked in the top ten on the Honor Roll of Green Cloud, until on one meeting two years ago. He barely lost to Zhuang Huan Yu, so he was dropped to eleventh, but no one dared to look down on him.
Because he’s really small.
His rope appeared very loose, blowing up by wind, Hoo Hoo, looked somewhat cute.
Tang Thirty Six saw this scene, sighed and said, “How can I even hit him?”
Chen Chang Sheng sighed and said, “Sounds like you can actually beat him.”
Tang Thirty Six felt very angry, stared at him.
Tang Thirty Six laughed, didn’t speak.