Not to be Humiliated

"What did you say?"

The smile on Yuan Qingtian's face instantly froze, and the next second, he appeared in front of Chu Xiong. He tugged Chu Xiong's collar and hollered at him furiously. 

Chu Xiong sneered and flung Yuan Qingtian away. He said indifferently, "You and I are well aware of that, so why do we have to continue?" 

"Bullshit!" 

Yuan Qingtian punched Chu Xiong in the face, but he was stunned by his spiritual power. 

"How dare you call yourself the strongest Nascent Soul realm cultivator? What a joke." 

Yuan Qingtian wanted to continue hitting him, but a voice sounded in his head. 

"Qingtian, don't bother with him, defeat him again in the ring."

Hearing those words, Yuan Qingtian retracted his hand resentfully, but he was keeping his eyes fixed on Chu Xiong, seemingly out to kill him.