As soon as Lin Chen spoke, Ning Hao's face turned as black as a pot bottom.
Back when testing talents, he challenged Lin Chen and ended up in a terrible defeat. Lin Chen even bluntly called him a waste. Now Lin Chen uttered this word again, causing his anger to surge up; old and new grievances piled up. He wished he could devour Lin Chen alive to relieve his anger.
"Lin Chen! You're looking for death! Trash that came from a lower realm, do you really think a few days of cultivation allows you to compete with me?"
"Ha, at least I'm stronger than you! The so-called upper realm genius was still trampled by me!"
"Hm, that was just luck, and soon you'll know the vast gap between us!"
As soon as Ning Hao finished speaking, he suddenly stepped forward, releasing the aura of Divine Sense Stage Four, then struck toward Lin Chen's chest with a palm.
Red Flame Palm!
Streaks of red divine energy wrapped around his fist, making him seem quite impressive, and the palm attacked swiftly.
