Chen Feiyu still stood with his hands behind his back, looking calm and relaxed. "He is merely a mid-level Grandmaster," he said. "While that is certainly enough to make someone a regional overlord, it is hardly invincible. At least before me, Chen Feiyu, a mere mid-level Grandmaster is slightly stronger than an ant, yet still as insignificant as dust. He has no right to boast."
"Impudent!" Thinking Chen Feiyu was just bluffing, Zuo Boxuan laughed with contempt. "Once a martial artist enters the Grandmaster Realm, they cross the threshold into the extraordinary, setting themselves apart from the mundane masses. Even if you, Chen Feiyu, have also stepped into the Grandmaster Realm, what gives you the gall to call a mid-level Grandmaster as insignificant as dust? Believe me, if word of this gets out, you will become the laughingstock of the entire Huaxia martial arts world and be spurned by everyone!"
Daobo slowly raised the Pure Sun Treasure Saber in his hand and pointed it straight at Chen Feiyu, his eyes flashing with naked murderous intent. "You entered the Grandmaster Realm at such a young age. I admit your talent is extraordinary—even the greatest I have ever seen in my life. However, judging from the sword qi you displayed just now, your strength is only slightly superior to an early-stage Grandmaster and is still far from the mid-level Grandmaster realm. You call me as insignificant as dust, yet you fail to realize that in my eyes, you are just as weak as an ant. With…
Chapter 160