Duan Shanhe's expression grew increasingly ugly.
He hadn't expected Li Miaozhen to say such words, and he instantly felt greatly insulted!
What did she mean by saying she'd knock him down and then drag him to Qin Feng's seclusion room? What was he being treated as?
How could he, Duan Tianhe, a leading True Inheritor from a major sect, be so incompetent?
Not to mention that they hadn't even competed yet and the outcome was still unknown. Even if you, Li Miaozhen, are truly unbeatable at your level and indeed better than me, would I, Duan, not retreat if I couldn't beat you and let you manipulate me at will?
"Li Miaozhen..."
Duan Shanhe roared angrily, causing the ears of the surrounding onlookers to tingle, and only then did they realize that his strength was far from ordinary.
Not to mention, now Duan Shanhe was drumming up all his energy, his body like a furnace, his voice like a bell, as his powerful aura surged skyward, pressing down on Li Miaozhen overhead.
