Qingyan Jun

"What's our relationship?" Zhang Ziqiang wondered inwardly as Palm Fire Divine Lord leaned close, his face full of concern.

He had no idea what was wrong with this guy. Zhang Ziqiang was completely at a loss.

"When you were alive, I always lived in your shadow. I couldn't hold my head up or catch my breath."

Palm Fire Divine Lord said tearfully, "But it wasn't until just now, when you seemed to have truly fallen, that I realized—you weren't merely my shadow. You were also the driving force that pushed me forward, the driving force that kept me chasing after you!"

"You..." Zhang Ziqiang was actually rendered speechless. It was the first time anyone had ever said such things to him.

Who would have thought his defeated opponent would actually care about him?

"In that case, I'll train you again another day," Zhang Ziqiang said with a cough.

Palm Fire Divine Lord froze. "You're still going to beat me up?"

"Quit pretending. I almost believed you." Zhang Ziqiang cracked his knuckles, brimming with fury.

Palm Fire Divine Lord shrank his neck. "Everything I said just now was true. Believe me."

"Get lost!" At that moment, Zhang Ziqiang slapped Palm Fire Divine Lord flying.

A flying sword formed from a golden beam of light shot past the spot where Palm Fire Divine Lord had just been standing and made straight for Zhang Ziqiang's chest.

Clearly, Jinmang Dao Master had launched a sneak attack. If Zhang Ziqiang hadn't slapped Palm Fire Divine Lord away, he would have been dead by now.

Yet Zhang Ziqiang merely thrust out his chest and faced the flying sword formed from the golden beam head-on.

Pfft!

Half the flying sword pierced into Zhang Ziqiang's chest.

Zhang Ziqiang's face paled. "Good grief. Although Jinmang Dao Master is a