Sword Young Master (3/3)

The strength of these five young people could not be called weak. They were either Sunflare Kings or Sunflare Emperors; at their age, such cultivation was already quite impressive. But it could not be considered outstanding either—after all, geniuses like Bing Xinzhu and Gongyang Taisun were right there as benchmarks.

Even before his breakthrough, Zhou Heng would only have needed a glance to suppress all five of them. But he had never been in the habit of gambling with women, even when victory was certain.

He shook his head. "No bet."

"Coward!" Several of the five immediately sneered.

The young man standing in the center darkened. "Then what did you mean by sending your beast pet to challenge us? Are you playing us for fools?"

How could anyone unfamiliar with the Black Donkey know how sneakily wicked that Despicable Donkey was? Naturally, they took the donkey's words as the intentions of its owner—Zhou Heng. They were all descendants of great noble clans, true great clans that could look down upon the entire Immortal World!

They were naturally exceedingly proud. Yet this fellow before them actually dared toy with them—how could they not be angry?

A provocation—a naked, blatant provocation!

"I wasn't playing you!" Zhou Heng was actually quite a reasonable person. He kicked the Black Donkey over. "If you're feeling upset, feel free to give this Despicable Donkey a good beating. I have no objections at all!"

"Pah! Kid Zhou, you can't burn the bridge after crossing it!" The Black Donkey displayed none of a master's bearing. It immediately scampered back and wrapped its two hooves around Zhou Heng's thigh.

Watching this, everyone could not help but smile for some inexplicable reason. This donkey was simply too comical.

But the expressions of those five young people became even uglier. They