Li Xiaoqiang came to Holy Martial Academy not to be a weakling, but a genius!
Li Xiaoqiang stared at Tie Zifeng and said in a deep voice, "Do you really think a new disciple like me is easy to bully? Brother, it's better to spare when you can. I'm weak now, but that doesn't mean I'll always be weak."
"Hahaha."
Tie Zifeng burst into laughter after hearing Li Xiaoqiang's words, as if he had just heard an unparalleled joke. Tie Zifeng, a genius ranked within the top hundred on the Iron Fist List, was being threatened by a new disciple, which he found really amusing.
Are young people so arrogant nowadays?
Tie Zifeng smirked at Li Xiaoqiang and said, "Kid, do you know what I, Tie Zifeng, hate the most? It's pretending in front of me!"
At this point, Tie Zifeng's expression suddenly darkened and he said, "Since you dare to threaten me, Tie Zifeng, you're courting death!"
