Everybody's eyes narrowed.
The youth's face darkened, and his eyes glinted dangerously.
"Do you have any idea who you're messing with?"
The youth's fists were held against Ye Lingcheng's chest, his body curled up, slightly lowered, taking up the stance of a hungry tiger stalking its prey.
If Ye Lingchen made any sudden moves, he could settle it in one move.
"I entered the Warrior's Association Training Department at 16, at 17 I was the Kickboxing champion of the Department. I have no time to entertain you today. If we were under usual circumstances, do you think you'd still be standing?" The youth's aura was astounding.
"Now, do you still want to enter?"
"Really? I'd like to try."
Ye Lingchen's face did not change, and he lunged forward.
"Do you have a death wish?"
The youth's fists doggedly pushed against Ye Lingchen's chest, refusing to let him advance.
