It had to be said, Ke Lin Si Man handled things very much to Lin Zhen's liking.
Ke Lin Si Man seemed to have seen through Lin Zhen's intentions: he was going to challenge White Tiger Hall head-on.
Since there was no other choice now, Ke Lin Si Man decided to go all the way. He actually took out a huge piece of blank cloth from his Space Ring, then produced a twenty-meter-long tree trunk. He tied the cloth to the top of the trunk, turning it into a massive banner.
Picking up an enormous brush, he swiftly wrote five blood-red characters: "White Tiger Hall's Lin Zhen."
He slung the tree trunk over his shoulder and gave it a shake in the air. As the sea breeze blew, the banner fluttered wildly in the wind, looking immensely imposing.
After running several delirious laps around the beach, Ke Lin Si Man said to Lin Zhen, "Boss, what do you think of my banner? Is it flashy enough? Is the flagpole a little too short?"
Lin Zhen looked up. The banner and pole probably weighed seven or eight hundred jin. Only in a Martial Artist's hands could it feel as light as nothing; an ordinary person would not even be able to lift it.
From afar, it could probably be seen from dozens of li away.
Lin Zhen considered it. "It's still missing something."
With that, Lin Zhen raised a hand. A streak of starlight shot from his fingertips, tracing several strokes over the words. Immediately, the large characters blazed with blood-red light, dazzling and eye-catching.
Ke Lin Si Man stared with his mouth agape for a while, then gave Lin Zhen a thumbs-up. "Boss, that was awesome. Not only is your control over elemental power exquisite, it's also enough to catch