Feng Wu nodded. "Though there are eighteen barriers, the difficulty shouldn't be too excessive. We can manage."
Yu Mingye glanced at Feng Xun, let out an arrogant, haughty snort, and said, "What? Are you scared, Little Third Feng? Looks like you can't cut it."
Furious, Feng Xun punched him. "Who are you saying can't cut it? Want to race and see?"
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