The cold words fell.
Everyone on the training grounds changed expression.
Quite a few people looked at Wang Xuan strangely, surprise in their eyes!
They clearly had not expected Wang Xuan to be so unyielding when facing Wang Hu and the other two!
"This guy really is arrogant!"
Some wore sneers on their faces.
As far as they were concerned, the recent rumors about Wang Xuan were only half true at best.
As for him supposedly killing more than a hundred Demon-Humans from the Pity Life Sect by himself—
That was utter nonsense!
In their eyes, it was nothing more than a little trick Yang Tianfeng had used to build Wang Xuan up.
Killing over a hundred Demon-Humans?!
It was fine to listen to such talk, but who would take it seriously?
Wang Hu and the other two men's faces darkened in an instant. Wang Hu narrowed his eyes, a cold glint bursting from them.
"Heh, truly young and reckless!"
"Looks like Centurion Yang thinks highly of you!"
"It's made you forget who you are!"
"I heard you never trained at the recruit camp. It seems necessary to teach you what it means to respect veterans!"
Wang Hu sneered.
Without another word, he pressed his palm directly toward Wang Xuan!
A flicker of killing intent flashed through Wang Xuan's eyes.
The next second!
The instant Wang Hu's palm descended, Wang Xuan threw a fierce punch straight at his chest!
Wang Xuan used only seventy percent of his strength in this punch.
But at his current level, even seventy percent amounted to a full ten thousand kilograms!
With a dull bang, Wang Hu took the punch solidly in the chest. His face instantly turned the color of pig liver, and he spat out blood as he flew backward!
"What?!"
The two