Bab 2751: Fourth Form, Counterattack!

"Insurmountable opponent? Huhu, you're thinking too highly of yourself!" Ye Yuan said with a light laugh.

Qiu Chen looked at Ye Yuan coolly and said, "The pride of a weakling doesn't have the slightest use. Even if you don't admit it, it's impossible for you to last more than 20 moves in my hands. This is an undeniable fact!"

"Is that so? Then watch closely!"

As he said, Ye Yuan sat down cross-legged and instantly entered a meditative state.

Qiu Chen curled his mouth and turned his nose up at this.

It was not just him. Saint Exalt Purplesun and the rest who were by the side also could not help shaking their heads.

They acknowledged that Ye Yuan was peerlessly talented.

But, compared to this one in front of him, he was still far too lacking.

Saying this sort of words at this time did not have the slightest meaning apart from puffing himself up at his own cost.