Fang Xing's subconscious remark enraged the being who claimed to be a "god," turning his face green. Although he was moving rapidly, attacking Fang Xing from all directions, his speed made it impossible for Fang Xing to catch sight of him. Fang Xing could only vaguely sense his presence and danger in his Divine Sense, unable to discern his exact form. Yet, he could feel the astonishing murderous aura, leaving him deeply shocked and forcing him to concentrate fully to deal with this "god's" moves without uttering a word.
In an instant, the two exchanged dozens of blows. Although the Junior Divine Lord failed to injure Fang Xing, Fang Xing had not caught even a glimpse of him. At first glance, it seemed Fang Xing was constantly on the receiving end, unable to threaten his opponent.
"As expected, you have some skills. I'm becoming more interested in you..."
The Junior Divine Lord murmured softly, his aura growing ever stronger, becoming increasingly unlike a human.
