"Then there really isn't much to see here."
Ye Xiaofei found himself in a bind; after all, the spectators who came here were all gods, so if he showed his true strength and Iron-faced Selfless keeled over directly, that wouldn't be very interesting, right?
"Stop being stingy here and joking around; this isn't a comedy contest."
"Why does this guy love to brag so much? Does he not pay taxes or something?"
Everyone rolled their eyes at Ye Xiaofei's grandiose claims. They all knew Iron-faced Selfless's cultivation was at Level Twelve Inner Strength, while Ye Xiaofei's was merely Level Nine Inner Strength.
A Level Nine punch taking on Level Twelve?
He really loves to joke.
"I'm serious."
Ye Xiaofei saw the disbelief in the faces around the ring and was momentarily speechless. There are always people in this world who don't believe the truth but would readily accept lies.
Especially women, easily deceived by a few words and coaxed into bed by men.
"What do you mean, 'serious'."