Looking at the resolute Ghost Tiger, Chen Changsheng shook his head slightly, his face full of disappointment.
"You really are trash. I'm deeply disappointed in you."
"So in your eyes, people who fight like mad dogs are strong? Talking to someone like you is simply an insult to me!"
Whoosh!
With a flick of Chen Changsheng's sleeve, Ghost Tiger was sent flying.
Yet Ghost Tiger stubbornly climbed back up and demanded, "Since you say that isn't strength, then tell me—what is a true strong person?"
"I already told you. True strong people never fear fair competition."
"Because as long as they stand there, they can make everyone under heaven despair."
"They need no tricks, no schemes or stratagems. They can always rely on themselves to swiftly surpass everyone else. That is what a true strong person is."
After hearing Chen Changsheng's words, Ghost Tiger still did not quite understand.
Seeing this, Chen Changsheng continued, "It seems you still don't fully understand. Then I'll put it more simply."
"The strong are those who stand above everyone else."
"They stand in that position because they defeated one opponent after another."
"In their eyes, among the myriad living beings, no one can truly threaten them."
"To put it even more simply, there has never been any distinction between high and low among their opponents."
"Because no matter how powerful an opponent may be, once they face them, they can only become a defeated foe."
As he spoke, Chen Changsheng walked over to Ghost Tiger.
Looking at the deep-in-thought Ghost Tiger, Chen Changsheng said quietly, "Look at yourself now. You're exactly like a resentful, jealous shrew blaming heaven and everyone else."
"I merely created an environment that is slightly fairer, and you've already been jumping around in a frenzy."
"Open your eyes and look