"This time, the kid surnamed Ling is undoubtedly doomed to defeat!"
"Indeed! How dare he challenge the number one genius of the Central Plains, truly a death wish!"
"Right! Young Master Qin, you should properly teach this petty person a lesson!"
...
The cultivators from the Central Plains revealed smug smiles on their faces.
In their eyes, the outcome was already decided.
Ling Chen had already used the Holy Body Secret Technique and merely gained a slight upper hand.
How could he possibly contend with Young Master Qin who had also used the Holy Body Secret Technique?
Gazing at the enormous sky curtain that spanned the heavens and was bearing down, Ling Chen's mouth quirked up, and a sharp glint burst forth from his eyes.
"It's your turn to take the stage!"
Ling Chen said softly.
As his voice fell, the surrounding cultivators wore puzzled expressions.
What, does Ling Chen have reinforcements?
