"You've become a bit childish, it's disgusting, really."
As he spoke, the ice-blue spear swept across, and the shockwave formed by the authority instantly swept away the countless sword shadows in the sky.
But Su Cheng didn't care. He never expected those things to stop a God-Slaying King who held power.
"Is there?"
"I'm correcting myself, it wasn't a little bit."
"Maybe."
The cultivation level of a Nascent Soul cultivator is something that mortals can only look up to.
But for a man who has already seized the throne, this means little.
In an instant, Su Cheng was sent flying backward, and the earth was overturned, leaving a huge mark like a meteorite crater.
And this isn't even some kind of supernatural power.
Compared to Lord Gu Ai's battle, this is nothing more than child's play. Clearly, Shen Rui hasn't even gotten serious yet.
However, that's all the fun we had to do.
As his pupils turned golden, Shen Rui thrust his spear towards Su Cheng, softly chanting, "Chasing the Wind."
"Great! Great! Let's get this party started!"
Su Cheng grinned. To be honest, there were many things he couldn't explain. It was as if his fighting spirit had been awakened, and he felt extremely excited at that moment.
Like Yu Lan and Cang Jue, they did not feel that they were unsatisfied; they simply longed to clash with stronger opponents.
Su Cheng felt the same way. He didn't see it as a warlike nature, but rather as an expectation of dueling with strong opponents.
However, this was not madness, nor was his trembling hand fear; he was unusually calm and composed.
My thinking has never been so clear. Only a life-or-death duel can trigger a surge of adrenaline and awaken my body's instincts.
Fighting was his only desire, and he had only one thought.
"A moment of redemption!"
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