"Brat, are you trying to provoke me?" Third Elder obviously knew that Fang Zhengzhi was trying to do. In terms of emotional stability, he was undoubtedly far superior to Kong Qing, but that didn't mean that he could not be angered.

As the revered elder of the Heaven Dao Pavilion, it was virtually impossible for him to remain completely unfazed by Fang Zhengzhi's relentless 'verbal provocations'.

"Make it seven then. Or six would be fine too. Since you're okay with abandoning your dignity as the respectful elder of the Heaven Dao Pavilion, bullying an inexperienced junior like this, sigh …."

"Shut up!" Third Elder's expression finally changed.

"Are you angry now? Why are you furious when I'm stating the truth? Where's the logic in this? Let me have the first five moves then. At least five would be fine, right? This is already my limit!" It was impossible to frighten Fang Zhengzhi, and shutting him up would be beyond belief. No one could stop him from rattling on and on.

It was just