Besides, Bai Yishan likely wanted him to take the wind out of these young geniuses' sails. Of course, what Bai Yishan probably wanted to see even more was his strength. After all, Bai Yishan had once asked him for help. If he was going to ask Yang Chen to help, he naturally needed a basic assessment of his strength.
Now was precisely the time for Bai Yishan to make that assessment.
Yang Chen shrugged. Since Bai Yishan wanted to watch, and he was currently dependent on another's roof, there was naturally no reason not to let him.
These young martial artists of the Bai Lineage had all scrambled out to challenge him, clearly treating him like a soft-boned weakling who was easy to bully. It made Yang Chen somewhat uncomfortable.
Yang Chen grinned. "Challenge me... Hmm, sure. Which one of you is stronger?"
The moment his words fell, they became the laughingstock in everyone's eyes.
"Ha ha ha!"
"Bai Yunfei, have you spent so many years running around outside that you've run your brain into the ground?"
"As expected of a disciple who returned from outside—your brain is broken. I can understand that you defeated plenty of trash geniuses out there. But don't think we are the same as them. Coming up and challenging the strongest right away—who do you think you are?"
These geniuses' words and eyes were filled with contempt and disdain for disciples who had returned from outside. To put it bluntly, they were overflowing with superiority.
Yang Chen shrugged helplessly. It seemed this thing called superiority existed everywhere. So long as these young martial artists possessed conditions even a tiny bit better than others, they seemed to believe they had the capital to stand head and shoulders above everyone else. Yet they had no idea that