"Standing before me is your honor, within three moves I shall cut you down."
When one is incredibly embarrassed, they become speechless. Faced with Xiao Teng's provocation, Zhang Ze was rarely at a loss.
After all, any grand spectacle and proclamations to be remembered through the ages all seem pale and powerless in front of a naked person.
All Zhang Ze could do was control his gaze to avoid looking down.
"Then please, go ahead."
Zhang Ze didn't know what to say, so he could only gesture with his hand and then look slightly up at the sky.
Quickly follow the procedure, and after finishing, he could go home.
Seeing Zhang Ze's demeanor, Xiao Teng sneered coldly, transforming into a flesh-colored stream of light, charging at Zhang Ze.
Because Zhang Ze was told by Tang to fight however he wanted, he no longer held back, intending to end this farce quickly.
