"You brat, you actually dare to gloat over my misfortune!" Qingyang Zi struggled to his feet from the ground, wiped the blood from his forehead, and pointed at Tang Yi, "If you've got the guts, come over here and see if I don't teach you a lesson!"
"Do you dare?" Tang Yi smiled faintly, staring at Qingyang Zi. Despite the distance between them, the murderous intent flowing from Tang Yi's eyes still scared Qingyang Zi half to death.
"Cough cough!" Qingyang Zi cleared his throat, steadied his mind and spirit, and pretended to be fearless, "Who am I, to be afraid of a junior like you? As long as you dare to come in front of me, I'll certainly show you how formidable I am!"
"Don't come over..." At this moment, however, a weak voice from the White Dragon King sounded, "Don't come over…"
