"Young master Chen! You must be joking! You can't go over there, the Octagon wind Thunder formation will tear you to pieces ..."
Qin Yitian was shocked and tried to stop him.
"Young lady Qin!"
Chen Xiaobei stepped forward with the saber in one hand and said without looking back, " "You see me as a close friend, but you don't know me!"
&Quot; what ...? &Quot; Qin Yitian was stunned.
"Don't you underestimate me!"
As Chen Xiaobei walked, he said, " "You've only seen the tip of the iceberg of my strength! I have at least a 50% chance of winning this battle!"
"Fifty percent chance of winning? How ... How is this possible?!"
Qin Yitian couldn't believe it. She said nervously, " "Do you know how big the gap is between an early-stage three-star earth-god and a peak three-star earth-god? You have no chance of winning in a head-on battle!"
"I don't want to explain, I just want you to believe me!" Chen Xiaobei did not turn back and continued to walk forward.