"How is that possible?"
Zhong Yuan stood up, eyes wide with disbelief. "Fifth Heaven of Martial Artist Realm?! When did this happen? When exactly did you advance to the Fifth Heaven?!"
He couldn't make sense of it at all. He was completely bewildered.
"What's it to you?"
Xia Ping sneered. "You attacked me with everything you had, and you couldn't even make me take a single step back. Tell me, aren't you a useless piece of trash? With strength like that, you still dare to run your mouth everywhere. Where do you get the nerve?"
"Keep your head down when you see me from now on. Don't go strutting around all day, or I'll beat you every time I see you. Even if you bring over your entire Zhong Family, it won't help. Got it?"
He looked down his nose at Zhong Yuan.
"Got it my ass!"
Zhong Yuan was so furious his lungs nearly burst. He refused to accept it—deep down, he simply couldn't accept it. Xia Ping was nothing but a country bumpkin from Yanhuang Planet, and he was only at the Fifth Heaven of Martial Artist Realm.
Yet Xia Ping had beaten him into this state without even needing to fight. How could he possibly accept that?!
"I see now."
Zhong Yuan suddenly looked enlightened. "You must have cultivated some method that hides your cultivation, pretending to be at the Fourth Heaven of Martial Artist Realm. Then, at the crucial moment, you unleashed your true strength and caught me off guard."
"That's so shameless. Such a despicable trick! I can't believe you people from Yanhuang Planet would resort to such underhanded tactics. If you've got the guts, wait until I've recovered and fight me again."
He was convinced Xia Ping had only beaten him because he had