She had grown up in the Sword God Lin Clan. All these years, every Lin clan descendant, male or female, had kept a respectful distance from her.
People regarded her as a plague.
Yet in Li Tianming's eyes, she saw none of that disgust toward her.
That was precisely why she had been shaken when Li Tianming said they were the same kind of people.
"So, you just don't want to slink away in disgrace, and you're afraid of losing to me in a fight, so you're finding yourself a way out?" Lin Xiaogui said.
"You're getting cocky. I'm digging a pit for you to jump into," Li Tianming said with a smile.
"Let me tell you directly: my father was of the Ghost God Clan. I have half a Ghost God body. Among people my age, no one can surpass me in physical strength," Lin Xiaogui said.
"That person has already appeared," Li Tianming said confidently.
He was a little stunned. Could ghouls and humans not produce offspring at all?
Still, asking her that would be rather impolite, so he tucked away his doubts for the time being.
"Fine. You brought this upon yourself."
Lin Xiaogui agreed.
Arm wrestling!
"Left hand! Left hand!"
Right there atop the Cosmic Godsource, the two of them clasped their left hands together.
By comparison, Li Tianming's left arm was incomparably thick and powerful, while his opponent's was a full size smaller.
Their gazes collided.
A needlepoint against a wheat awn.
"The face beneath your mask should be quite pretty, right?" Li Tianming asked.
"Very ugly," Lin Xiaogui said.
"I don't believe it."
"Is this some psychological tactic? It's meaningless. Let's begin."
"Fine!"
Buzz!
Their eyes met, and they exerted force almost simultaneously.
Li Tianming had never imagined that this girl would be so