Huang Mengyao was stunned. She hadn't expected Jiang Tian to be so sexually inept, but how did Ye Chen know that?

She glanced at Ye Chen, thinking he was just talking nonsense and trying to embarrass him.

Thinking back to what Ye Chen had just said, her cheeks flushed. She wondered if Ye Chen was really that good in that area, able to satisfy any beautiful woman, and was he some kind of legendary "kidney god"?

"You're fucking lying! I could fight for at least an hour!"

After realizing what had happened, Jiang Tiansheng immediately tried to defend himself, saying that this was a man's greatest dignity and he couldn't bear this humiliation.

"If you fight for an hour, you'll probably die suddenly."

Ye Chen couldn't help but laugh.

Seeing the other party so arrogantly mocking him, Jiang Tiansheng was completely enraged. He waved his hand and said, "Get him! Today I'm going to bathe in his blood!"

Immediately, the hundred or so black-clad warriors surrounding him surged toward Ye Chen.

Huang Mengyao's expression changed drastically in an instant, but Ye Chen coldly snorted: "You're courting death!"

He rushed out in a flash, his figure appearing in the middle of them. Ye Chen's claws scratched everywhere, tearing flesh and blood everywhere, screams of agony rang out. None of the warriors who approached Ye Chen survived; they were all knocked to the ground with a single grab.

The whole scene resembled wolves attacking a flock of sheep, slaughtering them with abandon!

In just a few seconds, Ye Chen had taken down forty or fifty people without even breaking a sweat. The remaining half stopped moving, looking at their fallen comrades with fear in their eyes, their bodies trembling, because each of them had a bloody hole dug into their chest!

Dig it up entirely by hand!