The moment he heard the short man's words, Xiao Yan was inwardly shocked. There really were people in this world who were this confident.
Sure enough, as soon as the short man spoke, the gathered crowd began mocking and laughing at him. Though their strengths varied, they were all thoroughly familiar with the Northwest Region. Every major faction had Dou Emperor-level experts, and some had more than one or two.
Although the short man had reached the Dou Wang level and was not considered weak within the Ten Thousand Beasts Space, he was certainly not among the first tier of experts. Let alone becoming the second strongest person in the Northwest Region beneath Lu Zhi.
Someone beside him immediately sneered, "You really are dreaming, kid."
"Where did this ugly thing come from? You think you deserve to be second in the Northwest Region?"
The latter's mockery clearly struck a chord with the onlookers, and everyone burst into laughter. The fat man selling jade slips also tugged at the short man's clothes and said, "Brother, I still need to do business. Could you move aside?"
"You don't believe me? You shallow-minded fools!" The short man gave a sinister smile, his eyes carrying a hint of anger.
Then Xiao Yan sensed the short man making his move. A blur flashed past, and the short man appeared before one of the nearby spectators at nearly teleportation-like speed. With a sharp slap, a red handprint appeared directly on the face of the person he had passed.
It was a loud slap, yet apart from Xiao Yan, no one had even clearly seen the short man's movements before he had already returned to his original spot.
Then the short man darted out again and slapped another person. The crisp sound had only just rung out