Wang Xi muttered to himself, "Mm, Lin Chen, this isn't just your exam result—today is your death date, and this place will be your burial ground."
Facing the advancing Wang Xi, Lin Chen smiled calmly and said, "Not necessarily."
Lin Chen's words cut off Wang Xi's train of thought, leaving the spectators utterly shocked.
With Lin Chen still in the Late Stage of the Martial Arts Sect Realm, did he have any other way to defeat Wang Xi?
Everyone, you give a word, I'll give a word.
"You Taoist friends, do you think Lin Chen can overturn the board?"
"That's impossible. After all, the gap between Lin Chen and Wang Xi is too big."
"Yeah, even if Lin Chen's combat strength is this fierce, there's no way he can beat someone in the Late Stage of the Martial Arts Sect Realm while he's only in the early stage."
"Lin Chen is just bluffing."
