Yang Zhen didn't particularly like this feeling. For a Saint Realm practitioner, facing someone at the threshold of the Saint Sovereign Realm, or just a step away from it, was akin to a high school student confronting a college student - the college student seemed to be better in every aspect.
And the majority of college students, when looking back at high school students, often did so with a hint of nostalgia and sighs, maybe recalling their own youthful days. It was rare for a college student to meet a high schooler and praise them as if they were prodigiously amazing.
Yang Zhen felt that he had to increase his strength. At the very least, he couldn't let people look down on him every time. Although playing weak and then striking powerfully was quite satisfying, the feeling of seeing someone's shocked and trembling reactions seemed even more exhilarating.
Seeing the playful expression on Mei Lan Yu's face, Yang Zhen said with utmost seriousness, "Actually, I'm pretty awesome."
