Bab 1612: Buong Lakas

Those words really provoked the young man. Rage surged into his head, and his face looked so red that it seemed as if it would explode at any moment.

He felt as if he would die of anger if he said a word more to the other party,

To those of their cultivation realm, putting aside an entire second, even a tenth of a second was enough for them to claim a person's life in the midst of an intense battle. To give a second to him to do whatever he pleased without retaliating… that was really showing him utter contempt!

"I don't need it! I dare you to use whatever you have at your disposal and let me see the full extent of your strength!" The young man gritted his teeth and howled.

"Are you certain?" Zhang Xuan frowned doubtfully.

"Why not? I'm not like Nangong Mo, who can only rely on movement techniques. Don't worry, I'll use my strongest move as well and show you that those from the Hundred Schools of Philosophers aren't to be humiliated!"