The martial arena was utterly empty.
To prevent external factors from affecting sparring matches, there was no heaven and earth within the martial arena, no myriad things.
Shi Batu grinned savagely at Jiang Feng, who stood ten thousand zhang away. "Kid, it's not too late to regret this."
"As long as you agree to pay one thousand Starry Sky Coins in compensation for emotional distress! Hahaha..."
Clearly, Shi Batu had mainly said that to provoke and mock Jiang Feng.
But Jiang Feng refused to take the bait. "Has Senior Brother gone mad from poverty?"
"One thousand Starry Sky Coins? Even if I lose, ten Starry Sky Coins would be enough to rebuild my body. Why bother?"
"Senior Brother Shi, you haven't done the math on this one."
Shi Batu froze. He had not expected Jiang Feng to feel embarrassed by his words. Instead, Jiang Feng had seized on them and turned the embarrassment back on him.
"Hmph!" Shi Batu snorted coldly. "You do have a sharp tongue. But once you lose, let's see how you keep acting so arrogant."
Jiang Feng laughed heartily. "Senior Brother, my cultivation is lower. If I lose, that's only natural."
"But if Senior Brother loses, now that would be truly ugly."
Jiang Feng's words were like stepping on Shi Batu's tail, and he immediately leaped up. "What a joke! Me, lose?"
"Do you think my peak First Void Realm seventh-layer cultivation fell from the sky?"
Of course, Jiang Feng knew that Shi Batu's peak First Void Realm seventh-layer cultivation was no trivial matter.
Shi Batu was not like that Light Clan member Jiang Feng had fought in the Ancient Battlefield. Though their cultivations were the same, the gap in their strength was immense.
After all, Shi Batu was an outer disciple of Golden Summit Hall,