Qin Aotian couldn't understand how Chen Cang's cultivation had become so powerful. Previously, as a Seven-star Martial Master, he could easily defeat Chen Cang, but now that he had broken through to an Eight-star, he was no match for him. It was completely illogical.
"Haha, it's because Brother Ming just taught me an unparalleled martial art technique over the phone, specifically designed to counter yours."
Chen Cang boasted gleefully, forming Tai Chi postures as he spoke.
"Nonsense, I don't believe there's any unparalleled martial art technique that can be learned so quickly."
Qin Aotian cursed as he jumped up again to cultivate, refusing to believe any martial art could be mastered instantly, and he wasn't willing to admit that he couldn't beat Chen Cang.
"Come, let Sister Cang teach you a lesson,"
Chen Cang said excitedly, relishing the feeling of overcoming someone stronger with his weakness.
"Go to hell."
