This Lin Chengzong is not blind; naturally, he recognizes him.
"It's me, do you still want to fight?" Chen Nan chuckled.
"Fight, to battle a strong opponent is my lifelong dream. I have advanced to Super Supreme, my strength is just below a king. Although you are powerful, I also have a chance."
Lin Chengzong gritted his teeth, a serious expression in his eyes.
He spent thousands of years in Tianyong City, like the City Lord, not too weak, but neither outstanding, ranking in the Nine Cities Tournament hardly changed each year.
Over the millennia, he accumulated countless grievances in his heart.
"Alright, then make your move." Chen Nan showed no courtesy, grasped the Golden Phoenix Winged Spear in his hand, and launched an attack in an instant.
Lin Chengzong saw him coming, and his Supreme Sacred Weapon also went up to meet the attack.
He thought to himself, even if he wasn't Chen Nan's match, he must display the dominance of a Super Supreme.
"Boom!"
