"What would a summer insect know of ice? How could your vision perceive my intentions?"
Ye Qingfeng smiled faintly.
To Ouyang Tu Mie, this seemed like a reminder.
But in reality, it was a remark designed to unsettle him.
He made a response.
"Vision? It's laughable. You, a Martial Artist from a small place, what do you know of vision? Have you seen a King Beast? A Beast Tide? A War King Warrior?"
To Ye Qingfeng's rhetorical question.
Ouyang Tu Mie finally spoke, chuckling once.
"Heh! Your vision ends here, and your Martial Arts realm will not greatly improve."
Ye Qingfeng chuckled softly.
King Beast? Beast Tide? War King Warrior?
Not only have I seen them.
I've fought against King Beasts, like the Flame Demon Eagle.
Besides, in my past life, I roamed the Great Thousand World.
In my eyes, even the War God Warriors on Earth are nothing.
Let alone War King Warriors.
Ouyang Tu Mie has nothing but disdain for the world.
Yet is unaware, like a frog in a well.
