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Watching Lin Dong approach, Qiao Zilin asked in a deep voice,

"Lin Dong, I want to ask you, have you ever said before that I, Qiao Zilin, am trash that can't even take one of your punches?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Dong couldn't help but shake his head.

"You're still quibbling? What, you said it but now you're too scared to admit it?" Qiao Zilin snorted coldly.

Lin Dong laughed out loud, "If I had said it, why wouldn't I admit it? But what are you, Qiao Zilin, to me? I, Lin Dong, hadn't even heard of you before!"

"However, whether or not you're trash will soon be proven!"

At Lin Dong's words, Qiao Zilin's face twisted with anger, and he said furiously,

"Lin Dong, you're seeking death. You think you're a match for me?"

"I'll let you see what a Tianjiao from the Capital City looks like... ah..."

But before he could finish speaking, Lin Dong sent him flying with a direct punch.

A mere Peak of Inner Qi Master like him was no match for Lin Dong.