As Jiang Chen spoke, Kunpeng's Meteoric Escape transformed into a streak of lightning, landing on the battle arena.
With his hands behind his back, Jiang Chen stood tall and firm, his resolute expression and imposing aura further overshadowing Gan Ning at that moment.
Jiang Chen's gaze was filled with divine grace as he looked at Gan Ning: "Call up all those so-called brothers of yours. You alone are not worthy to face me."
Gan Ning, after all, had just stepped into Level Three of the Empyrean Realm, and within the younger generation of holy places, he was recognized as one of the five great princes.
This ranking was not without merit.
Gan Ning had a certain pride innate to a genius. Upon hearing Jiang Chen's words, Gan Ning laughed in extreme anger.
"Shao Yuan, didn't you sleep last night, talking nonsense in broad daylight? You, in your mere emperor realm, can be crushed ten times by my single hand. Do you believe it or not?"
