What he had always been most proud of was his speed. It was precisely because of that speed that he could roam the battlefield unhindered and remain undefeated.
No one could surpass his speed, defeat him, and make him suffer such humiliation.
Who could surpass the speed of light?
In theory, that was indeed the case, but now...
Gao Menhu did not believe it, nor was he willing to accept it.
He was enraged. Battle intent surged in his eyes as he charged straight at Yang Chen.
He wanted to challenge Yang Chen once more with the speed of light.
He vanished. When he reappeared, he flashed away in an instant.
Yet Yang Chen was not astonished by his speed. Instead, Yang Chen vanished from where he stood at the same moment. Then, in the blink of an eye, he appeared behind Gao Menhu.
Gao Menhu's pupils contracted. He simply could not believe that Yang Chen had surpassed his speed again and appeared behind him.
In his fury, he let out a roar, still unwilling to accept it as he unleashed the speed of light once more with fierce intensity.
Seeing this, Yang Chen did not waste words with him. Gao Menhu used light, so Yang Chen used space-time Dao Intent.
As a result, no one could make out what was happening. They only knew that flashes of light appeared one after another on the Shocking Dragon Platform, vanishing in an instant—here one moment, there the next, then somewhere else entirely.
Every time one of those flashes appeared, it represented an exchange between Yang Chen and Gao Menhu.
What many people found impossible to believe was...
"Yang Chen actually kept up with Gao Menhu's speed!"
"How did he do that?"
"Gao Menhu inherited the River God King's speed of light,