Second
編集者: Henyee Translations
"Little brat, let me spar with you," the large black dog said as he walked over.
Shi Yongyun's expression darkened. They could argue, but what was the meaning of your dirty words? If this kind of person was really allowed to become the Buddha Son, then the Buddhist Race would be completely humiliated.
"Humph, who do you think you are?" He did not immediately flip out.
Coming from the Buddhist Land, he had too high an opinion of himself, and thought that unless it was the Imperial Son, there was no way he could match him. He had always had a lofty feeling of pride. In his eyes, defeating Ling Han and his group was naturally a piece of cake, and there was nothing for him to be proud of.
The reason why he had not defeated them in one go was only because he wanted to show off a bit. After all, there was nowhere for him to show off in the Buddhist Land. It was rare for him to have such an opportunity, so he naturally could not miss it.