Chen Cong turned his gaze to the two men behind Qian Daoliu.
He looked at the man with the long, thin face and asked tentatively, "Might you be Your Excellency Silver Chain Douluo, Mr. Sagur?"
The man nodded. "Indeed, I am. Your reputation resounds like thunder in my ears, Lord Chen Cong. It is a great pleasure to finally meet you today."
Chen Cong cupped his hands in return. "You flatter me, Your Excellency. We have admired each other from afar for a long time, then. We must have a proper exchange later."
With that, he turned to the other middle-aged man, whose lean frame stood straight as a spear. The smile gradually faded from his face. "Snake Lance!"
This middle-aged man was She Yaolei, the current Snake Lance Douluo. He met Chen Cong's gaze and replied, "Heaven and Earth!"
Chen Cong raised his brows slightly. "What do you say?"
She Yaolei answered in a low voice, "Today is your Golden Birthday. I have nothing to say."
Chen Cong arched an eyebrow and smiled brightly. "There is no need for that. Since you're itching for a fight, let us exchange a few moves and settle the unfinished business between us."
Hearing this, Qian Daoliu could not help interjecting, "Uncle Snake Lance, Mister Chen Cong, what is this about?"
She Yaolei explained, "Your Highness, Mister Chen Cong and I have competed several times before, but we have yet to truly fight since becoming Title Douluos."
"This is a perfect opportunity for a spar."
Chen Cong smiled calmly and nodded in agreement. "Rest assured, Your Highness the Holy Son. We will only test our skills, not fight to the death."
The instant he finished speaking, a flash of radiance blazed, and two figures shot off the ground and soared straight into the