"No! This is impossible!"
Di Cang jerked his head up, his golden eyes bloodshot, his voice hoarse and crazed.
He was not going mad because he had lost in spearmanship. Against others, his spear was overwhelmingly crushing.
But before an invincible prodigy from the Human Realm, it was utterly insufficient.
After all, he had only casually pondered and practiced spearmanship after being invincible for too long.
Yet even so, it had been enough for him to stand invincible across All Under Heaven. That showed just how terrifying his talent was!
His true trump card had never been spearmanship!
But the problem was that this Grass-Biting Youth had not known how to use a spear at all during the first round!
What he excelled at most was flames!
In other words, he had also only figured out his spearmanship on the spot!
It could even be said that he had practiced spearmanship for far less time than Di Cang had!
If his spearmanship had lost to Xiao Yan's flames, he would not have gone this mad.
But now...
"You ant who has cultivated for barely over a hundred years—what gives you the right to break my spearmanship?!"
"Why?!"
He roared, utterly unable to believe it.
Even now, Xiao Yan had yet to use the flames he was best at!
Xiao Yan withdrew his spear and stood there, still wearing that carefree, unruly expression.
"Because my talent is greater than yours. It's that simple. You cultivated for a hundred million years and still couldn't figure that out?"
At that, he paused, then added in a tone infuriating enough to kill without paying for the funeral.
"But honestly, your God-Slaying Thirteen Spears are indeed pretty impressive. If that clone of yours hadn't demonstrated them to me two hundred years ago, I might not