Utterly Stifled

Utterly Stifled

It might have looked rather flashy, but it was all glitter and no substance.

Combat between martial artists was not about looking cool.

From a certain perspective, Yang Wanjun was even inferior to Chen Haotian and Su Yang back then.

"Were you deliberately letting me hit you? Don't tell me you have some kind of inclination?"

A faint smile rested on Shen Wuxiao's face.

Listening to their mockery, Yang Wanjun felt as though he had lost all face.

His subordinates, one after another, felt utterly humiliated.

They wanted to risk their lives.

This was equivalent to the opening contest of morale before two armies faced off—sending out champions to duel.

Yet Yang Wanjun had been beaten so badly.

It was truly infuriating.

Seeing the others acting so arrogant and high-handed, their anger flared up out of nowhere.

"Shen Wuxiao, if you've got the guts, fight me fair and square!" Yang Wanjun roared.

That shout left everyone present dumbfounded.

Even his subordinates were confused.

What did he mean by fair and square?

There had been no sneak attack just now.

They had faced each other head-on, hadn't they?

Yang Wanjun also realized that he had been too hasty and had nearly let something slip.

"Fight outside. A fair and square battle!"

Shen Wuxiao smiled and nodded.

Yang Wanjun frowned, turned, and walked out. With a leap, he landed on the lawn outside.

His aura erupted at once, thick and powerful.

His subordinates also intended to follow him out, but before leaving, every one of them shot Shen Wuxiao and the others a vicious glare.

The provocation could not have been more obvious.

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"They're really arrogant!"

"Kill them!" Shen Wuxiao waved his hand.

Teng Snake and the others had long been unable to hold themselves back.

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