Ye Feng looked at Feng Cheng, his gaze relaxed, showing he completely did not take Feng Cheng seriously, and calmly replied: "You’re not comparable to ..." Everyone was stunned upon hearing Ye Feng’s words, looking at Ye Feng in confusion.
Feng Cheng, however, laughed: "Indeed, you’re right. We really are not comparable, after all, you are not on the sa level as . In front of , you’re just a weak ant!"
Ye Feng shook his head: "It seems you’ve misunderstood. What I ant is, with your ager strength, you’re not qualified to compare with !"
"What!" Upon hearing Ye Feng’s words, everyone present felt incredibly shocked, looking at Ye Feng in astonishnt.
Earlier, everyone had witnessed Feng Cheng’s powerful skills. Even when four middle Innate Grandmasters fought him together, Feng Cheng easily defeated the four of them. Yet now, Ye Feng says Feng Cheng is not qualified to compare with him. Such arrogant words left everyone very surprised, thinking they might have heard wrong.
Even Feng Cheng was montarily stunned, looking at Ye Feng, unable to believe Ye Feng would be so brazen: "Kid, what are you saying? I don’t quite understand your aning, could you explain it more clearly so I can comprehend your intentions?"
Feng Cheng’s voice was extrely cold, everyone could feel the terrifying aura emanating from him.
But Ye Feng remained indifferent, calmly saying: "It seems not only is your skill lacking, but your brains aren’t much better. Is my aning not clear enough? I’m saying, soone like you, a waste, isn’t qualified to compare with ! Understand?"
"Arrogant!" Almost everyone felt furious, unable to believe Ye Feng dared to utter such arrogant words. This was Moon City, not Dragon Country. Ye Feng seed to be just a young man in his early twenties, yet dared to co here and be so brazen, saying sothing so outrageously conceited.
This made everyone present quite displeased with Ye Feng, their eyes filled with anger towards him.
However, Ye Feng still appeared relaxed, as if he had said sothing very normal, not worth making a big fuss about. Even Yu Qing was calm, feeling there was nothing wrong with Ye Feng’s words.
After all, Yu Qing had witnessed Ye Feng’s strength. Even a legendary early-stage expert could be easily killed with one move.
In Yu Qing’s heart, Ye Feng was at least a late-stage legendary Martial King master. Though among the younger generation, Feng Cheng’s skills were indeed good, compared to Ye Feng, they were not on the sa level, not comparable.
While Feng Cheng trembled with anger, he was very confident. Now at twenty-three, he was already a late-stage Innate expert, even those young ones of the Long Family could not be compared to him.
Feng Cheng was confident his strength was top-notch among his peers in Yanyue, definitely the elite.
Feng Cheng’s talent could rival the geniuses of the royal family, yet now Ye Feng was so arrogant, calling him a waste, claiming no comparison whatsoever.
"Ye Feng! Since you’re so arrogant, do you dare accept my challenge and battle in the ring!" Feng Cheng took a deep breath, roared loudly in anger. Amplified by True Essence, it erupted like a sonic bomb.
Instantly, terrifying sound waves lashed out, causing ripples in the air.
Surrounding people had their ears buzzing from Feng Cheng’s loud roar, their minds shaken.
Yet, Ye Feng was completely unaffected, still disdainful: "Forget it, you’re not my opponent..."
"I’m not your opponent?" Feng Cheng retorted, looking at Ye Feng, eyes full of surprise, feeling imnsely amused. The spectators around also found Ye Feng’s words very laughable.
Feng Cheng was a late-stage Innate expert, yet Ye Feng said Feng Cheng was not his opponent. Everyone looked at Ye Feng with disdain, saying: "This Dragon Countryman is really laughable, claiming Master Feng Cheng isn’t his opponent, it’s utterly ridiculous!"
"Right, are all Dragon Country people like this now, babbling absurdly?"
At this mont, Yu Qing felt embarrassed, because he was the one who brought Ye Feng to the gym, leading to this situation. Yu Qing helplessly said to Feng Cheng: "Feng Cheng, forget it, you’re both my friends. I don’t want to see you get hurt. How about for my sake, you stop this fight?"
Feng Cheng chuckled coldly: "Yu Qing, rest assured, for your sake, I definitely won’t endanger this kid’s life, so you don’t need to worry. Getting hurt in a man’s fight is normal."
But Feng Cheng didn’t know Yu Qing wasn’t worried about Ye Feng but about Feng Cheng. Feng Cheng, an Innate martial artist challenging Ye Feng, a legendary Martial King master, wasn’t that courting death?
Feng Cheng glared at Ye Feng, loudly questioning: "Trash, how about it? This is a battle between n. Since you speak so brazenly, you should know we must fight, co to the ring and battle, do you dare?"
Feng Cheng’s voice clearly echoed in every corner of the gym, but Ye Feng remained disdainful.
"What’s the point in comparing with trash?" Ye Feng asked Feng Cheng, still disdainful.
"Pretending! Keep pretending! Do Dragon Country people love pretending so much? If you don’t dare, just admit it, claiming it’s pointless, truly laughable. I’ve never seen such shaless, despicable people!"
"Indeed, I want to hit him already, he’s so ridiculous, not daring to fight yet speaking so grandiosely!"
People around clamored, itching to rush over and beat Ye Feng up.
Yet, Ye Feng chose to ignore them, instead saying: "If you want to fight , it’s not impossible, but without stakes, I’m really not interested..."
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