chapter 43 Forrest Lee, the top disciple of the West Academy, you are not worthy

The giant dragon lies in the sky, full of power and majesty, blooming with brilliant rays of light. Inside and outside the mountain gate, countless West Campus disciples were lying in a pool of blood and wailing. A figure bathed in the black divine sea and filled with murderous intent rushed all the way, pushing everything aside. The so-called geniuses of the Western Academy, the noble disciples with extraordinary backgrounds, actually fled like sheep. "It's your turn!" A cold voice...