The moment those words came out, the students of Yanhuang University were furious.
Those weren't words of apology at all. Every sentence was dripping with sarcasm, as if he were saying he hadn't done anything wrong—the only problem was that his opponent was too weak, so weak that even when he held back, they couldn't withstand a single blow.
Rat Fifth Son's arrogance was plain to see. He was high and mighty, looking down on everyone from Yanhuang University.
"Damn it, why is this monster so arrogant? It's just a rat!"
"That's no ordinary rat. It's a weasel demon. It can spray hallucinogenic poison gas, and once an enemy breathes it in, they start hallucinating and lose half their fighting strength. If it wants to, it can even release a deadly toxin that can kill an enemy outright in just a few breaths."
"Exactly. It's at the fifth level of the Martial Master Realm. Quite a few Elite Students have challenged it recently, but every one of them was defeated and left black and blue. They were no match for it."
"What? So many people have challenged it, and they all lost? No wonder it's so arrogant and conceited."
Everyone looked grim. Even when so many Elite Students challenged the rat demon together, they still lost to it. It was easy to imagine that this was no ordinary rat—its strength was no joke.
The rat was arrogant, but it had earned the right to be.
"What's the matter? Still not convinced?"
Rat Fifth Son taunted them. "If you've got the guts, come challenge me. If any of you can beat me, I'll call you Dad on the spot. But if you lose, you'll call me Dad."
He openly provoked them, showing no regard at all for the students of Yanhuang