Looking at Xuan Zi before him, Chu Ge wore an indifferent expression. The way Xuan Zi looked right now was honestly laughable.
Instead of eating his chicken legs, he had decided to come stirring up trouble?
"Does my word count..."
"If my word doesn't count, whose does?"
Xuan Zi sneered, staring straight at the man before him. How hilarious. In all the years since he had made his name, this was the first time anyone had asked what right he had.
As he spoke, a full nine Soul Rings appeared around him. A powerful aura suddenly erupted, bearing down on Chu Ge.
This was his backing: his peak cultivation at rank 98. Surely that was enough?
His martial soul was the Godly Taotie Bull, which legends said possessed the bloodline of an Ancient Dragon. It could suppress most beast martial souls, and even tool martial souls would suffer under its intimidating pressure.
He wondered whether Chu Ge...
Could still keep acting so smug.
"This."
"Is it enough?"
Xuan Zi stared at him and asked coldly.
As a powerhouse, he had confidence in his own strength.
"Not quite."
At the sight, however, Chu Ge merely sneered.
This bastard Xuan Zi had actually come showing off in front of him. The Godly Taotie Bull martial soul, a rank-98 Super Douluo-was that so impressive...
Perhaps it really was.
Unfortunately, he was also rank 98. And what made him stronger than the other man was the Dragon God bloodline within his body.
The Godly Taotie Bull was nothing more than a bull with some dragon blood. However powerful it might be, it was still just a bull. Besides, the dragon bloodline that supplied its strength...
Was utterly suppressed by his own.
Sure enough, the instant Chu Ge released the aura within him, Xuan Zi