None of these geniuses could speak nicely. They always forced him to use violence.
Wang Teng couldn't be bothered with idle talk. He charged straight toward the lightning-element martial warrior in front of him.
"You're looking for death!"
The lightning-element martial warrior's gaze hardened, a hint of a cold smile playing at the corners of his mouth. The young man before him was merely a cosmos-stage warrior, yet he dared to lay hands on him, showing an excessive amount of confidence.
He had encountered such individuals numerous times before. Those who could enter the Realm Space were all geniuses, undoubtedly boasting records of battling opponents of higher ranks outside. Hence, when faced with heaven-stage martial warriors, they always believed in their own prowess.
This black-haired youth before him was probably no different.