"I know you're dissatisfied, so come on, let's have a duel on stage. We'll determine who's superior, and decide life and death."
"Decide your damn self."
In Wancang Mountain's heart, he was already cursing. When I had nine incense sticks and you were at eight looking to nine, you didn't dare to act wild.
Now that the arena has suppressed our realm, you've taken advantage and act all high and mighty?
"I don't give a damn about you."
Wancang Mountain didn't respond, treating the shouts below as if they were not challenges, but the cries of a shrew in the marketplace.
Seeing Wancang Mountain remaining silent, Yun Ziliang set his sights on Zhao Jinjia and Jumu Daoist.
"Tun Jia Sect, Heavenly Eye Temple, you've always dismissed my Dragon Seeking Sect. Just fine, let's see the truth with our fists, come down for some practice."
Zhao Jinjia and Jumu Daoist dared not step down from the stage, instead mimicking Wancang Mountain by either not responding or dodging with laughter.
