The Endless Flex

Xing Tian clasped his hands behind his back, giving him the poise and demeanor of an exceptional mighty figure.

"There are only two types of people that come here; the first type is my admirers who only want to catch a glimpse of my esteemed self. They know in their hearts that defeats are inevitable, but they come here just for a chance to see me. For young prodigies like those, I would happily send them on their way after imparting upon them a morsel of knowledge or two.

"The second type of people are those who are arrogant to the point of delusion. They bear hopes and fantasies of defeating me, but I have never been defeated in my life! Those people have all been crushed by me with no exception!"

An Lin couldn't help but interject, "Senior, how did you die if you have never been defeated?"

Xing Tian choked on his words upon hearing this, and his aura faltered slightly as he flared up in rage. "Why do you talk so much?!"