Hearing this, the Azure-Clad Little Flood Dragon King looked up at Qin Tian, surrounded by the heavenly venerable manifestation, as though beholding a god. His fighting spirit collapsed at once, and he said in a muffled voice, "I concede!"
Seeing him concede, Qin Tian withdrew his manifestation and released him.
"I've disgraced you!"
After a long while, the Azure-Clad Little Flood Dragon King climbed up from the ground and walked stiffly over to the Azure Flood Dragon King, his head lowered, not daring to look at him.
"It's all right!" The Azure Flood Dragon King was very gentle as he patted his shoulder, knowing how terrible he felt. For a young man aspiring to walk the Emperor Road, being defeated by another young man two minor realms below him-and being pinned down by a single hand, unable even to raise his head-
This was simply too cruel.
His Dao heart had shattered!
But in Qin Tian's eyes, this was entirely a failure to recognize reality.
Just how many forbidden levels could you cross, old fellow?
And you dared claim to have the makings of a Great Emperor!
The Four Extremes was still a low realm, and one's potential had yet to be fully developed, so weaker combat strength was normal.
But at the very least, you ought to be able to cross six forbidden levels!
Otherwise, if someone knocked you flat the moment you stepped outside, what Emperor Road could you speak of? What attainment of the Dao?
He was doing this entirely for his own good, helping him recognize reality sooner. The Emperor Road was not something he could pursue. Only by keeping his feet on the ground and abandoning delusional dreams could he endure and go far.
Being unrealistic and challenging heights beyond one's reach could easily lead