Ren Woxing was granted permission by Yang Fan, and naturally felt satisfied in his heart. He chuckled and stepped forward to the front of Yang Fan, and came before those few from the Tiantai Sect.
"I say, you few, when will you start proving your strength?"
"Kid, you, a Transcendent Realm person, actually want to take us on, are you sure you're not talking nonsense?"
"I say, haven't you offended your Sect Master? Otherwise, why would you be pushed out to fight us?"
"That's right, kid, you'd better think clearly, we won't hold back, if you really die, it's you who suffers."
Ren Woxing, the tough guy, glared at the few disciples from the Tiantai Sect and said with disdain:
"With just you guys? You don't qualify for me to hold back! Hurry, fight if you're going to fight, if not, get lost, stop blocking the way!"
