"Want to fight?" Ling Han asked laughingly. He had now mastered the art of coupling toughness with gentleness where they complemented each other to create an ideal mix. He was completely fearless even if Jia Ming was a whole cultivation tier above him.
"Hmph, it's not a fight, but my executing you!" Jia Ming retorted with a prideful air. So what if the secret techniques mastered by Ling Han were superior to his? In the end, without attaining a certain cultivation level, and without attaining the level of major accomplishment in the secret techniques, he could still totally crush Ling Han.
"Then let's have a fight!" Ling Han naturally was not afraid to fight.
"Handsome Little Brother, what are you fighting over?" It was at this moment that a sweet and charming voice rang out. The terrifying aura struck unsuspectingly, making everyone feel as if there was a rock pressing down on their chests. It was so difficult to bear that it made one only wanted to spit out blood.
