Jiang Changkong stared at him in bewilderment.
He hadn't been prepared last time?
He had been careless and suffered a narrow defeat?
That day, hadn't I knocked you unconscious?
And that counted as a narrow defeat?
Yun Qing and the others were astonished. These two presidents had fought before?
An Dingbang had narrowly lost to Jiang Changkong?
Xu Qian had just walked out of the stone house and watched the two of them with curiosity.
Jiang Changkong truly admired this guy's thick skin. Still, if he refused to know his place, Jiang Changkong did not mind teaching him another lesson.
"I've taken this mission too. You also found people to help on the Martial Arts Association's official website.
Now that we're doing it together, I'll take seventy percent. How about it?" Jiang Changkong said indifferently.
"First you stole the Star Guiding Stone, and now you want to steal my mission?"
An Dingbang snorted coldly, his face filled with fury. "My mission does not need you on the team. This time, I'll make you retreat in the face of difficulty."
Yun Qing waved to those beside him, had them put away the pots and bowls, and stepped aside to watch the show.
A battle between two Star Spirits was not something one encountered easily.
Besides, one of these two was famed for his defense.
They wanted to see whether Jiang Changkong's blade could break through the Earth Essence Art's defenses.
"Since you put it that way, I'll give you time to prepare."
Jiang Changkong stood with his hands behind his back, his expression indifferent.
An Dingbang's expression grew grave. He drew his heavy sword, and the ground began to tremble violently.
Like a swamp, earthen-yellow light swept across the ground, attempting to shake his opponent.
Jiang Changkong did not move. Star