Lin Hao took a step back, an expression of disdain on his face, and then spat out four words: "What's it to me?"
Er...
Yin Duwen felt his breath catch in his throat, nearly keeling over from rage.
Lin Hao continued, "I never said I was a genius. But when it comes to being invincible, I suppose I can oblige with a word or two. Let's put it this way: within the same realm, I, Lin Hao, fear no one. Elder Yin, would you care for a demonstration?"
Lin Hao's voice wasn't loud, but his words sent shockwaves through the crowd.
How could Lin Hao dare to claim he was invincible within his realm? Was it arrogance, or was it confidence?
And for a mere Saint Institute disciple to challenge an elder... that was just outrageously arrogant!
"You... you... How could I possibly duel with you? This is utter nonsense!" Yin Duwen was practically losing his mind with rage.
The corner of Lin Hao's mouth curved up as he said calmly, "Are you afraid?"
