Li Yang also slightly furrowed his brows and said with a bitter smile, "I can block that whip, but take a closer look at his clothing. He has a total of one hundred and eight stars. If thirty of them light up, even I might not be able to withstand it."
Hearing Li Yang's words, Wu Yihan looked over and indeed saw that the Star Robe worn by Lu Xing was filled with stars.
Not just them, Zhuang Ziruo, Zhang Yesheng, and Chen Yanghao also showed a trace of solemnity on their faces.
It was not enough that Lin Tanyu had appeared; now there was another, Lu Xing.
"Perhaps his strength has already surpassed that of Aixinjueluo Qiyue?" Wu Yihan suddenly said.
Lu Xing appeared somewhat frail, with long black hair flowing down his back and delicate, scholar-like features.
"Are you also here to challenge me?" Lin Mo asked her, somewhat exasperated yet amused.
