"Defeated? I... I was actually defeated? Beaten by an ant like you?"
A dazed look filled Lan Haichen's eyes.
He lay on the ground, looking up at the condescending Jiang Chen, a wave of sorrow and helplessness washing over him.
Ever since he'd set foot on the Martial Dao, Lan Haichen had never known defeat. He was undefeated, hailed as the strongest prodigy of the Ten Great Dynasties.
How immense his pride was!
He saw the heroes of the world as nothing more than ants!
But now...
He was defeated!
Defeated by a weak little ant he had never even deigned to notice.
Utterly and completely crushed.
Jiang Chen said coolly, "Lan Haichen, do you still think I'm an ant? This ant you never deigned to notice has now defeated you, has you pinned to the ground. Don't you find that ironic?"
"I..."
Lan Haichen opened his mouth, but found he had no retort.
A loss was a loss!
He could find no excuse for this battle to console himself with.
