"You talk too much!"
Lin Chen raised his head, looking at the opponent in front of him, and spoke in an icy tone.
"Kid, you're asking for death."
Zhang Meng's eyes were icy cold as he looked at Lin Chen. Lin Chen's attitude immediately infuriated him. With a movement, he swung his fist, aiming for Lin Chen's head.
"Too slow!"
Although Lin Chen's opponent had much higher cultivation than him, he didn't feel any pressure facing Zhang Meng.
To Lin Chen, Zhang Meng's speed seemed to slow down. It wasn't that Zhang Meng was moving slowly, but rather that Lin Chen's movement techniques were exceptionally fast.
With a sway to the left and right, Lin Chen easily dodged Zhang Meng's attack.
After a series of exchanges, Zhang Meng found himself completely unable to get the better of Lin Chen.
Suddenly, Zhang Meng found the right moment to close in on Lin Chen, ready to attack him with his immense strength.
"Great, this is a perfect chance to attack! Hit him, Zhang Meng."
