Meng Dong

Meng Dong glanced at Zhuang Bi, and said smilingly, "You are a peak-stage Fourth Tier, and I am no match for you for now."

These were honest words, but Zhuang Bi was not pleased at all hearing them from Meng Dong. Wasn't this implying that Zhuang Bi would very quickly be surpassed?

Facing a Second Tier being so disrespectful in front of him, a Fourth Tier, he was outraged.

But so what?

Though Meng Dong was not his match, there wasn't much of a difference between them in strength. At most, Zhuang Bi would only be able to wound him, and there was no way he could inflict serious injury on his opponent, so it was natural that his opponent could act arrogant in front of him.

"Meng Dong, are your previous words serious?" a Third Tier Heavenly Venerate asked.

"Of course," Meng Dong replied proudly.

"Alright, count me in." This Third Tier stepped out.

"Count me in as well." Another Third Tier stepped out.

"Me too."