Su Qin accidentally traveled to Douluo Continent and wrote a legend of his own...
Tang San: "Senior brother, besides being cheap (sword), do you know anything else?"
Su Qin: "I also have a good pot of fairy brew here. Do you want to take a sip? It's very effective!"
Tang San: "Senior brother, why don't you draw your sword? Are you looking down on me?"
Su Qin: "The energy of a cheap (sword) stretches across thirty thousand miles, and the light of a cheap (sword) coldens nineteen continents! It's so powerful that I'm afraid you can't bear it!"
More than ten years later, the two senior brothers met again, but they were already facing each other with swords.
Tang San shook his head and sighed: "Senior brother, you finally entered the Spirit Hall."
Su Qin shook his head and said with a smile: "Everyone has his or her own ambitions, so don't force yourself."
Tang San sighed, and then said with a solemn tone: "In that case, then senior brother, don't blame me! Watch your move!"
Su Qin: "Please!"
