Yan Beihan knew perfectly well what had just happened.
Although others couldn't see it, she fully understood; the two sides were basically evenly matched. But at the last moment, when they both kicked, she had a deep foundation—after all, she had Emperor level cultivation—so Fang Che's kick didn't harm her at all.
However, Fang Che, being genuinely King level, couldn't withstand her kick, which was also a fact.
In reality, it was still her using her cultivation to bully him.
She was always proud and arrogant, so how could she take this advantage for nothing?
She said lightly, "It should actually be considered evenly matched. I'm at Emperor level cultivation, your kick couldn't move me. With your cultivation progress, if you were at Emperor level like me..."
She bit her red lips, very reluctant to say anything that seemed weak, but she still said, "I may not be your match."
