"E...Mason Raymond!" Upon seeing me, Phoebe's face changed dramatically, turning extremely ugly!
With a slight lift of my finger, I closed the entrance door directly.
"You actually didn't die!" Phoebe shouted.
I sneered, "Not only did I not die, but I'm also doing quite well now."
Phoebe narrowed his eyes and said, "Heh, picked up a dog's life by sheer luck; instead of hiding for life, you dare to come to Capital City! Are you seeking death?"
I slowly stood up and said, "Who do you think is more likely to die between us?"
Phoebe hesitated and then shouted, "Arrogant! Do you really think you're my opponent?!"
Now, Phoebe had already entered the Military Marquis Realm, and was brimming with self-confidence.
Facing me, he showed not the slightest fear, even boldly stepping forward, his fists dancing in his hands, directly targeting my face!
His punch was extremely vicious, with almost all the Inner Strength in his body exploding on his fist!
