Lin Chen listened, looked at Liu Shao, and shook his head. He couldn't imagine how confident Liu Shao was. He thought he could deal with him alone.
Lin Chen didn't know Liu Shao-ping's everyday life was considered of family level status even within the chaotic Evil Empire. Years of indulgence, seldom venturing out, and less sweeping of the heavenly pride formed Liu Shao's mindset of being invincible among peers.
Liu Shao said: "Lin Chen, don't compare me to the trash you've seen before. I want to tell you, among my kind, my Demon Clan is superior to your Human Clan."
"Devil's Piercing Emperor."
Liu Shao stepped forward, cold light emanating from his eyes like flying daggers, piercing the world, a killing machine, clenched fist, launching a punch into space, a gigantic black tornado fiercely raging, obliterating the Forest Dust, enveloping the Forest Dust.
The space around Forest Dust would explode, cracks in the space spreading wide.
