As long as one's eyes were not defective, it was not hard to see that even if they fought another round, Daoming Heavenly Venerate would still not be Yang Chen's match.
Not to mention that Daoming Heavenly Venerate had already been frightened out of his wits by Yang Chen. That strike just now had indeed nearly taken his life. If Lord Dharma King had not saved him, he would have lost his little life already. How could he not be afraid?
Lord Dharma King naturally saw all this as well. He knew very well that there was no room to quibble over victory and defeat, so his gaze turned cold as he accused first, "Good, very good, Yang Chen. Both of you are human, yet you are so vicious. It was merely a spar, yet you went straight for his life. Is this your way of doing things?"
"Lord Dharma King, blades and swords have no eyes when people fight. You should understand that principle very well. If you insist on bringing up humanity, then no matter how inadequate I, Yang Chen, may be, I have still rescued many of my fellow humans. Yet your disciple abandoned his own kind. And now you turn around and use the word 'humanity' to lecture this junior. Lord Dharma King, do you not find that somewhat laughable?" Yang Chen said gravely.
Although he was not particularly willing to offend Lord Dharma King, Lord Dharma King was Daoming Heavenly Venerate's master and had indulged him to this extent. The conflict had already formed, so there was no need for Yang Chen to be polite to him.
Besides, he had already offended King Yueyin. He was not afraid of offending one more person.
Lord Dharma King's expression was icy, his gaze fixed on Yang Chen