As it spoke, Gres looked at Zhang Beixing, its dark and ugly face full of mockery and disdain. It seemed utterly confident in its victory. And indeed, it had confidence, for it had beaten countless strong opponents on the international fighting stage. What was there to fear from a mere Great Xia person?
Upon hearing its words, the few women in the livestream who adored Black Ghosts immediately went into a frenzy, utterly losing their composure and clamoring for Zhang Beixing to be grateful and whatnot.
To this, Zhang Beixing showed a face full of contempt. He slightly raised his head, let out a cold laugh, and with a side glance at Gres, cursed, "You challenge me and expect me to come to you? Who the fuck do you think you are? Get over here and meet your death!"
