The expressions of the higher-ups on the platform shifted slightly as well.
A single cold shout had crushed someone of the same realm. That was undeniably extraordinary.
At the very least, it proved one thing: Chen Wen was far stronger than An Tiandu.
Yet even after that exchange, they still had not seen the true upper limit of Chen Wen's strength.
It seemed that if they wanted to see more, or if they wanted someone to suppress Chen Wen—
They would need someone stronger to take the field.
Of course, the An Clan did not lack powerful disciples.
For a moment, the same thought rose in everyone's minds.
"What do you think?"
An Taiqing glanced at An Taikang.
An Taikang's expression barely changed. "What does this even count for? What can defeating someone in the same realm prove?"
"Or are you trying to use this to prove something?"
"I just enjoy watching you keep talking tough, only to have your face slapped to pieces," An Taiqing said indifferently.
"Wait until he has that ability before saying such things." An Taikang acted as though Chen Wen was not worth his notice at all.
An Taiqing looked at An Taikang but said nothing more.
In his eyes, facts spoke louder than words.
He also believed that Chen Wen would definitely give them a surprise.
Just think about it—when someone faced the three of them and still dared to confidently claim that he had what it took not to disappoint them, could such a person possibly be weak?
At least, in his understanding, such a person would absolutely not be weak.
At that moment, An Tiandu also struggled up from the ground.
When he raised his head, he saw Chen Wen looking down at him.
Chen Wen's gaze, as though he looked down