At the Peak of the Emperor Realm, I Stand Proud Above All-Where Chicken Bro Is, There Is Heaven!

Hua Shuheng could not make heads or tails of it. They had only just begun testing each other—why was he already begging for mercy?

Boom!

Hua Shuheng said nothing and simply kept attacking.

Nalan Haochuan swung his battle halberd and fought Hua Shuheng. On the surface, the two appeared evenly matched, but secretly, Nalan Haochuan had been transmitting his voice, explaining his predicament.

"My name is Nalan Haochuan, and I'm from the Nalan Family."

"It was all that damned old man of mine who forced me here. He dotes on his daughter and looks down on me, his younger son, the most. He sent me to the Tiangang Continent because he wanted you people to kill me."

"Once I fall, he definitely won't revive me. Then I'll really be dead, dying young in the prime of life!"

"Brother, could you put on an act with me? Let's fight three hundred rounds, then I'll lose my fighting power from severe injuries."

Nalan Haochuan's voice transmissions kept coming.

At first, Hua Shuheng could not understand, but as he listened, he gradually got it, finding it rather amusing.

Nalan Haochuan's father was quite the oddball too.

Who would send his own son to the battlefield just because he spoiled his daughter, then not care whether his son lived or died?

At the same time, he understood Nalan Haochuan's identity. This man was likely Nalan Qingqing's older brother. As expected of siblings, their personalities truly were alike. Their father included—they were all oddballs.

"Do you know that those important figures outside can hear voice transmissions?" Hua Shuheng asked.

"So what if they hear? As long as the people here can't hear. We're putting on a show; it just needs to look convincing on the spot. They need to see that I only retreated after