"These words truly command respect."
Shen Yuanbao said, "Little Friend Meng, do you know what fate has befallen the countless people throughout history who, like you, commanded respect and tried to change heaven and earth through their own strength?"
"I do. Nothing more than being condemned by thousands, disgraced and ruined, cursed for ten thousand years—or simply having some lunatic who crawled out of nowhere blow their head off with a single shot, dying clean and quick."
Meng Chao said, "But Senior Shen, do you know the greatest difference between me and those reformers in history who died before achieving their ambitions?"
Shen Yuanbao slowly shook his head.
"In terms of ideals and methods, of course I am far inferior to those far-sighted reformers in history. Yet I believe that Earth has never seen a reformer who possessed my strength."
Meng Chao raised his fist. A sound like steel melting rang from his palm, wisps of dark-blue flame spilling from between his fingers, while rings of pale golden lightning arced around the outer flames.
This fist, entwined with lightning and fire, was less than half a meter from Shen Yuanbao's eyes.
One of Dragon City's most senior God Realm Experts narrowed his eyes under the crushing pressure rushing at him. His facial muscles rippled like lake water churned by boulders.
"I am merely a beginner who has just stepped into the God Realm. Naturally, I am no match for you seniors."
Meng Chao smiled and enunciated every word. "However, if anyone wishes to eliminate me physically, they should at least deploy three to five God Realm Experts—and be prepared to pay a grievous price, with all three to five of those God Realm Experts written off after the battle.
"Besides, I am not alone and helpless.
"Behind me stand the