Qin Ming stood in the air with his hands behind his back.
Hearing Linghu Yang's words, his expression remained utterly calm, without much of a ripple. He merely said flatly, "I have no need for you to hold back."
Linghu Yang was taken aback as well, then said coldly, "Hmph! You truly are arrogant, sir. Do you really possess the strength to contend with the Golden Core Stage?"
Qin Ming said indifferently, "I am merely afraid that after the match, your thoughts will become even more unsettled."
At that, anger rose in Linghu Yang's heart. Qin Ming's attitude clearly showed that he looked down on him.
"Fine!"
"Then I will not hold back. Let me see whether Fellow Daoist Long is truly as formidable as they say."
"If This Seat fails to control my strength and accidentally kills you, then you cannot blame me for it!"
After Linghu Yang spoke, the aura of his mana erupted from his entire body.
Qin Ming immediately raised a hand and waved. A rat demon with gray fur appeared between the two of them.
"Win against my Spirit Pet first, then we can talk."
In the next instant, the Devouring Sky Rat's body abruptly expanded, swelling to dozens of zhang in size. An overwhelming Demon King's pressure descended with a crash!
The powerful Spiritual Pressure made Linghu Yang's face turn deathly pale, nearly leaving him unable to breathe.
Though both were at Tier 3, the Demon Race was several times stronger than the human race.
What was more, Linghu Yang had only just broken through to the Golden Core Stage.
"Hehehe! Boy!"
"I heard you want to challenge my master?!"
"Tell me! What sort of death do you want?"
The Devouring Sky Rat bared its icy fangs at Linghu Yang with extreme arrogance.
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