to feel a little envious at all. But Tang Wulin didn't feel jealous. The rich were once poor people who worked hard. What others can achieve, he can also achieve through his own efforts.With a smile,..."Lan Yin, what is this pattern on your hand" Gu Yue was held in Lan Yin's embrace when she happened to see the strange seven-colored lotus pattern on his back. 。"Eh" 。I forgot all about it. 。This seems to be… …A lotus-shaped flame, shimmering with seven colors, imprinted on the Abyssal Lord's chest in an instant. The moment it appeared, the Abyssal Lord let out a scream unlike anything ever heard before. 。That was a bone-deep burning sensation, not only scorching his body but also searing his very soul. 。This flame, where did it come from It came from the Fire Tribe. 。from that peculiar race claiming to belong to the world of Falanen and the second-year Class One students who participated in the forging exchange had already taken their places. 。Tang Wulin's opponent was a boy who looked sixteen or seventeen years old. He was obv...