Yang Chen's challenge toward higher levels made Zhang Shihao feel as though he had been provoked.
And the one provoking him was precisely someone he had looked down upon just moments ago. Zhang Shihao could not tolerate that.
Did Yang Chen really think Zhang Shihao was limited to below five thousand zhang?
Zhang Shihao intended to make his move. He wanted Qin Fangxin to see just how insignificant the other man she relied on was before him.
He pressed onward all the way, displaying all of his strength.
And how many zhang could Yang Chen make it through?
He would probably stop very soon. Once that happened, Zhang Shihao would forcefully surpass him, and Qin Fangxin would understand just how foolish it was to sit with Yang Chen.
At that time, Qin Fangxin would surely come before him crying and begging, praying that he would protect her.
At the thought of enjoying Qin Fangxin's delectable body, Zhang Shihao was still quite excited. After all, in this Bloody Purgatory, beauties like Qin Fangxin were exceedingly rare.
What a pity she was truly troublesome to deal with. If she had really been a weak woman, he would have long since forced a purchase and sale upon her. Why would he have gone through so much trouble?
With that in mind, Zhang Shihao snorted coldly and continued his charge downward.
Five thousand zhang!
The most uneasy person now was Qin Fangxin. She despised Zhang Shihao the most, and in her heart, she only prayed that someone would step forward and let Zhang Shihao understand what a true genius was.
When she had first seen Yang Chen, she had thought he was nothing special. Compared with Zhang Shihao, he was probably a whole level inferior.
But as time passed, she gradually discovered that Yang