"Make me stop?"
Xia Ping stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the students with disdain. "You think that just because you've gathered a crowd and come charging to my villa, you can force me to do anything? How naive!"
"Have you even thought about why I dared to collect all the food from three regions, leaving not even a scrap behind?!"
"It's simple. I'm not afraid of a bunch of useless trash like you, even if you all join forces."
"So what if you attack together? I could stand right here without moving and let you beat me, and you still wouldn't make me take half a step back."
"A few ants gather together and think they can challenge an elephant? You're getting a little too arrogant!"
He looked down on everyone, radiating an overwhelming aura. His spiritual pressure surged like a howling gale, and in the students' eyes, he seemed like an insurmountable mountain.
Han Shan and the others stared in stunned disbelief. They had never imagined this brat would be so arrogant. How could he say something like that to so many people? Wasn't he afraid of provoking everyone's fury?!
"Fuck his ancestors for eighteen generations! Who's arrogant now?!"
"This guy's bragging knows no bounds. We're ants, and he's an elephant?!"
"At most, this bastard is at the Martial Apprentice Eighth Heaven. Which one of us is weaker than him?!"
"He's got no real skill, but he sure has a big mouth. He even claims that we couldn't make him take half a step back no matter how much we beat him. What does he think he is, a Martial Saint?!"
"If he wants to die, let's grant his wish. Beat him half to death and see if he can still run his mouth!"
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