Facing the laughter that filled the sky, Zhang Goudan still stood on the arena stage, a faintly embarrassed smile on his honest-looking face.
He scratched the back of his head and gave a simple-minded chuckle, revealing a mouthful of bright white teeth.
That appearance, that expression, that air—he looked exactly like a farm boy who had just walked in from the fields!
Like a country bumpkin who had never seen the world, someone utterly unworthy of the words "Heaven's Pride"...
A hick!
The contrast could not have been more glaring.
Chen Yu stood opposite him, the disdain on his face so thick it could not be dissolved.
He was now utterly certain that this fellow named Zhang Goudan had been sent by the Human Realm merely to make up the numbers!
Among the eighty-six Human Realm disciples, fourteen were peerless prodigies who had reached the summit. The remaining seventy-two had to be worthless trash padding out the ranks!
After all, how could one faction possibly produce so many peerless prodigies in the same era?
There simply were not that many resources to nurture them, were there!
As long as he could grind this Zhang Goudan beneath his feet, he would become the first person to defeat a Human Realm disciple!
That honor would be enough to make his name known throughout the entire Eternal Immortal Realm!
At that thought, Chen Yu's heart burned hot.
"Zhang Goudan." Chen Yu looked down at the honest youth before him, his tone arrogant to the extreme. "This Holy Son will give you an opportunity!"
"Kneel and admit defeat now, and this Holy Son will let you leave the arena with dignity, sparing you the pain of flesh and bone."
"Otherwise, this Holy Son's fists have no eyes!"
Hearing this, Zhang Goudan scratched his head