The mysterious sect

"Chen Zhufeng! Are you always so confident?"

Zhurong slowly walked out of the lava, and said with a very calm tone, " &Quot; if you didn't have all kinds of powerful Dharma Treasures, you wouldn't have been able to live to this day! &Quot;

"Aren't you talking nonsense?"

Chen Xiaobei chuckled and retorted, " "If you didn't have a trump card in your hand, you wouldn't have the guts to stand here and confront me!"

&Quot; you ... &Quot; Zhurong's expression froze for a moment, and he was suddenly speechless.

Just as Chen Xiaobei had said, Zhurong was only a peak earth-god at the moment. Without any other trump cards, Chen Xiaobei could easily take him out with any of his heaven-God instruments.

Zhurong wanted to mock Chen Xiaobei for having the confidence only because he had a magical treasure, but Chen Xiaobei was mocking him for having the courage only because he had a trump card.