"Kid, if you dare to show off your tongue in front of me again, even if I find your poison interesting, I will kill you on the spot. My poison is trash? I can annihilate all living creatures within a kilometer in an instant, leaving not even a blade of grass alive. To kill you, I could do so without lifting a finger, just let you die from poisoning. In this world, there has never been a poison Soul Master stronger than I am. Yet you dare question my poison."
Tang San struggled to get up, enduring the severe pain as he straightened his spine, "Do I need to compete with you in verbal jabs? What would be the point? Your poison may be formidable, but it's still trash. The purpose of mastering poison is to poison your enemies, yet you've poisoned yourself. Isn't your poison trash then?"
Dugu Bo was taken aback, and with a wave of his right hand, a circle of green flames suddenly ignited around the cave, though it was unclear how he had done it.
