Qingfeng Li looked at Jun Po with furrowed eyebrows, "Are you too chicken to make a bet with me? If so, step back and get out of my face."
The thousands of self-cultivators looked towards Jun Po, awaiting his response.
Jun Po was an emperor of one of the Four Supreme Dynasties, as well as a renowned powerhouse of the Spirit Monarch List. He was probably one of the twenty most powerful individuals on the Crimson Fire Continent.
If he chickened out of placing a bet with Qingfeng Li, his dignity, and not to mention his authority, would soon be challenged.
Even powerhouses needed to save face and dignity – he didn't want the other self-cultivators on the Crimson Fire Continent to look down on him in the future.
Jun Po's expression turned icy cold as he looked at Qingfeng Li murderously. If he wasn't in a hurry to enter the Great Bronze Palace, right there in front of him, he would have dealt with Qingfeng Li already.