"The three-move agreement was proposed by you, Cheng Yidao, yourself, and now that you've been defeated at the hands of another, you still wish to fight. You are already at the Ninth Grade Peak, your relentless pursuit is unreasonable, what is this!" Zheng Heng took five steps forward, glaring angrily at Cheng Yidao.
From the moment his younger brother exchanged blows with Cheng Yidao, Zheng Heng was filled with concern for him.
Finally, after three moves had passed, Zheng Heng breathed a sigh of relief, but to his surprise, Cheng Yidao, having gotten up from the ground, actually demanded another battle.
Even though his own cultivation level was much lower than that of Cheng Yidao, he simply could not stand by and let his brother fall into danger.
No sooner had Zheng Heng finished speaking than Zheng Jingren leapt onto a rooftop and shouted loudly, "Ah, Cheng Yidao, I have always thought that you, Cheng Yidao, are quite the character!"
