"Hahaha, kid, you're not bad. I—I mean, this venerable one had a great time fighting."
Black Tiger Venerable showed no blame whatsoever over Chen Cheng's sudden sneak attack. Instead, he shook the sweat from his body and laughed heartily at Chen Cheng.
Chen Cheng clasped his hands in salute and said:
"My sneak attack just now was wrong, but you don't know this yet, do you? I was also one of the people who beat up your brother Black Bear that day.
Now that you and I have finished the first half, we both had a good time. But there's still one person who hasn't fought yet. Venerable Sir, you should prepare to welcome the second half."
Before Chen Cheng had even finished speaking, a streak of light could be seen flying over from the distant horizon, accompanied by an angry shout.
"Bold indeed! Sickly cat, take my punch!"
The voice arrived before the man did. Then, the wind pressure kicked up by Samlet's opening punch made Black Tiger Venerable's remaining eye bulge.
What familiar fist wind and pressure. That long-sealed memory of being beaten began to awaken in his mind.
That had been over two hundred years ago. Back then, he had only just advanced to Legendary Rank. To avenge his brother, he had charged alone at a grand earl of that era.
During the age of the Empire, the strongest things were not martial power, but authority and social standing.
Though he held neither power nor office at the time, he was already among the strongest in the world. Yet directly killing a grand earl was still a monstrous crime in those days.
He would never forget how he had smashed apart the Epic Rank expert bought by that earl with his fists, leveling the entire Earl's Mansion