She crossed her palms and lunged, clashing with him once again.
"You've said that a million times. I've been hearing it since I was a kid—my ears are about to fall off! Hey, can't you be a little reasonable? I call you old, you get mad. I call you young, you get mad. What exactly do you want?"
Shen Lang was completely unafraid, his kicks as swift as the wind, unleashing waves of Powerful Qi.
"I am going to kill you!"
Nalan Ziyun's attacks grew faster and faster, leaving behind a streak of Spirit Light that was quite a sight to behold.
"Haha!" Shen Lang roared with laughter. "The line of people who want to kill me could circle this arena three times. It's not your turn yet, so go get in line!"
While the two were locked in their intense battle, Chu Qingcheng, still perched on the flagpole, commented wistfully, "I can't believe it. I'm standing all the way up here, and someone still stole my spotlight. There's no justice in the world... Heh, how lonely!"
