"Who knew? In this day and age, who could make sense of anything? Everyone was looking out for themselves, haha."
"Heavenly Martial Realm Fourth Level? If a war really broke out, wouldn't he disappear in the first round?"
"With strength like that, he simply couldn't take the stage."
Quite a few people began discussing it. Naturally, the various sects and factions did not mind making snide remarks to squeeze him out. Whether Yang Chen was angry or not had nothing to do with them. What could Yang Chen do to them now?
Of course, Yang Chen would not stoop to the level of the idle chatter from the various sects and factions. He understood very well that everything had to be decided by strength.
At that moment, he looked at Zhang Feng and said, "That isn't what you really want to say. Everything you said was merely laying the groundwork for what comes next."
"Hm?" Zhang Feng was greatly startled. He had not expected Yang Chen to see through his thoughts, and he immediately became wary.
Yang Chen gave Zhang Feng no chance to think and continued, "Next, you'll definitely say that you want to challenge me. As long as I lose, I must voluntarily resign from my position as vice-captain, because I'm not qualified to hold it and should yield my place to someone more worthy. Am I right?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a wave of exclamations rose up. Many people looked toward Zhang Feng. Zhang Feng had originally been waiting to see Yang Chen trapped like a rider on a tiger's back, unable to dismount, but now he himself was the one caught in that predicament.
Wh-what was going on?
Zhang Feng was completely dumbfounded. Yang Chen had guessed every word he wanted to say. He