Hearing Yi Chen's words, everyone turned their attention to him and began chattering:
"Heh heh, judging by his voice, he's just a greenhorn. We've been looking for an excuse to teach him a lesson."
"Exactly, kid. Be a good boy and surrender. From the way you're dressed, you must be an ordinary person."
"That's right. Get on your knees at my feet and bark a couple of times. If that puts me in a good mood, I might just let you go."
Yi Chen calmly looked at the crowd before him and said, "I don't like wasting words. Are we doing business, or fighting to the death? The choice is yours."
Hearing his words, everyone burst into laughter. "Listen, kid, you don't seriously think that pitiful strength of yours is enough to take us on, do you?"
Yi Chen said calmly, "In that case, gentlemen, make your move!"
As time passed, the crowd grew increasingly worked up.
They had only one thought now: to give the kid before them a vicious beating.
After all, the weak deserved to be bullied.
Seeing the savage smiles around him, Yi Chen smiled faintly and reached toward the Flame-Cloaked Man. "Hand it over."
Without another word, the Flame-Cloaked Man tossed the Mysterious Technique to Yi Chen.
Yi Chen immediately began cultivating without another word.
Only three seconds passed before Yi Chen opened his eyes.
He abruptly raised his head, taking in everyone before him.
The next instant, the others launched their assault on Yi Chen.
"Heh heh, you're pretty arrogant, kid. Since you're asking for a beating, I'll oblige!"
A Lion Douluo charged swiftly at Yi Chen, striding with the majesty of a dragon and a tiger.
A faint, silvery-white Soul Ring appeared over his fist.
However, the moment his attack touched Yi Chen's