Leng San vs. Qinglong De (2)

“Really, how about we compete by sitting still and wasting our days? At one hundred years old, you will surely die before a young boy like me!! Shall we start now?”

Leng San declared nonsense while pointing at Qinglong De fearlessly. He was not even embarrassed by his own words.

“!!!!!!!!!!!”

Qinglong De immediately showed a foolish expression. Throughout his hundreds of years in the martial world, Qinglong De had never been ridiculed with such nonsense in his face!!

“You? Did my attack hit your head and cause you brain trauma?”

Leng San's face was twisted and ugly as he held his temples.

“I can't believe that other than your fighting skills, you have nothing!! You don’t even have a sense of humor. Darn. It's a pity.”

“What a smart mouth of yours, Lu San. You don’t seem to be afraid of your death!!” Qinglong De clamored.