"Wang Po selling melons, praising herself endlessly, aren't you ashamed?" Li Fei teased, "If you're that powerful, why don't you fly to the sky and stand shoulder to shoulder with the sun? You're just at the Martial Arts Sect level, wait until you reach my past Martial God rank, then you can boast."
No matter how talented, at such a young age you do not know humility, arrogant and domineering, destined to become an evil force in the future.
"I'm going to kill you!"
Liu Changsheng's anger erupted after the inner core of the Red Thunder Fire creature was devoured, his eyes filled with killing intent.
Damn it, he flew all the way here expecting to gain something, only to have the good stuff taken by a brat who didn't know what was good for him.
If it were a high-level cultivator, it would be understandable, but what is a martial master compared to him, daring to breathe loudly in front of him.
