As soon as these words were spoken, Murong Jianyun's mouth twitched repeatedly.
This Qianwang Young Master, despite being terrifying and having a temperament unfitting for his age, still carried the arrogance of the Qianwang Holy Tower. Yet, he merely said to Sikong Jing, "has the potential to become a rival."
What he meant by "potential" was merely a reluctant acknowledgment that Sikong Jing could be considered his opponent.
Before Sikong Jing could reply, Pei Yusheng's immature voice rang out again from afar...
"Are you feeling unconvinced?"
"But five days ago, you saw clearly. I have an Innate Saint Body, a Secret Technique that can bring people back to life. I can even devour a Nine-grade Battle Body to evolve my Saint Body, and I can lead Holy Martial Stage demon beasts..."
"Don't you think I have the capital to be arrogant?"
Pei Yusheng stated bluntly, causing Murong Jianyun's twitching mouth to freeze suddenly.
