"Really?"
Chen Yuan remained impassive.
"Beiming State is too small, too backward."
"It's exactly because of that you would say 'Really?' that the world's cultivators are nothing more than this, allowing you to be so arrogantly unyielding."
"But do you have any idea, how you and I compare to those true geniuses?"
Jia Jian spoke indifferently.
"I'm very sorry, but I've always been confident, confident that I can crush all geniuses in these myriad realms."
Chen Yuan chuckled lightly.
The many true monarchs who had come to watch the battle sneered even louder upon hearing his words, clearly thinking Chen Yuan was being foolishly arrogant.
"A narrow view, thinking oneself invincible among peers."
"Without experiencing setbacks, how can one tread a stronger path?"
Jia Jian shook his head, looking at Chen Yuan with a trace of pity:
