"Zhou Heng, you seem very confident!" Gongyang Taisun said coolly, utterly unmoved by the "two hundred million high-grade immortal stones."
"Stray chickens and mangy dogs—I'd clean them up with a wave of my hand!" Zhou Heng said with a smile, without the slightest trace of anger, as though victory were the most natural thing in the world, not worth getting excited over at all.
"Truly arrogant!" Gongyang Taisun commented. "A mere Sunflare Emperor—what right do you have to speak of defeating me? You couldn't even withstand eighty percent of Xinzhu's strength. How could you possibly be my match?"
Zhou Heng burst into laughter. "If that's the case, why challenge me at all? Is bullying the weak so entertaining? Or are you the sort of coward who only dares challenge the weak to make yourself seem powerful? But today, you've kicked an iron plate!"
Gongyang Taisun's expression darkened somewhat at those words.
Indeed, he was an Ascension King—and an Ascension King who had shattered through the barrier of his realm. Yet he had challenged a Sunflare Emperor. What could winning possibly prove? But rumors had been spreading everywhere that Zhou Heng was Bing Xinzhu's man, and that was something he simply could not endure!
He had set his sights on that delicate flower long ago. Only he was worthy of plucking her!
Moreover, it was not merely Bing Xinzhu's beauty that he desired. There was something even more important.
To obtain Bing Xinzhu, he would spare no price to sweep aside anyone standing in his path. So what if he used strength to bully the weak? He did not care. No one would pity the weak!
"Haha, then I would like to see just how you plan to defeat me!" Gongyang Taisun laughed wildly, radiating the bearing of an eternal hero—who