In literature, no one could claim first place; in martial arts, no one would settle for second.
The strongest dragon?
Interesting.
It seemed Ji Fengyu had no choice but to accept this challenge.
He wanted to see just how powerful the strongest dragon martial soul was, just how badass the Holy Light Dragon could be.
"Brother Ji, you don't need to step in."
"Why use an ox-cleaving blade to kill a chicken?"
"These guys clearly just want to ride your wave of fame."
"I can flatten them all myself!"
Tang Wulin eagerly volunteered for battle.
It was only a Holy Light Dragon.
Letting it fight Brother Ji would be doing the other side a favor!
He alone was enough. Brother Ji didn't need to step in at all; those guys weren't even qualified to fight him.
"I can deal with them myself too!"
"No, I don't even need to fight. Sending my spirit soul will be enough to defeat them!"
Gu Yue refused to be outdone.
If Tang Wulin alone was enough, then she wouldn't even need to fight herself. Her spirit soul would suffice.
If Di Tian couldn't deal with that so-called strongest dragon,
he could bring his own severed head back to her!
Di Tian: Oh, I'm so scared.
"Hmph, Gu Yue, you're trying to argue with me, huh?"
"Sending my spirit soul will be enough for me too."
Tang Wulin snorted, getting competitive as well.
His Bloodthirsty Seal might not be as freakish as Gu Yue's Di Tian,
but it was enough to deal with Long Chen.
"Enough. Stop arguing. Let's just have a proper match."
"Isn't he taking advantage of Xie Xie being away?"
"Then we'll do six against six."
Ji Fengyu interrupted Tang Wulin and Gu Yue again, speaking casually.
There was no avoiding Long