Teng Zhongyun's face was gloomy.
In his view, if it were someone like Mu Wuwei who acted and spoke in such a way, it would be tolerable. However, Michael, a young man, no matter how famous he was, had no right to act so recklessly in front of him!
The faces of other Luo Yan Mountain elders were equally unsightly, feeling that Michael was too arrogant.
The opponent came here alone, talked and acted so arrogantly, he didn't regard Luo Yan Mountain at all.
Only Shang Tianji was delighting in others' misfortune.
Seeing Michael's recklessness, he was eager to see the other person get a severe beating.
The next moment, he noticed that Michael suddenly looked at him.
"How about this? Let's make a bet. If I can beat Shang Tianji down within ten breaths, then you will let Zhou Mo go. If I can't achieve this, I will let you dispose of me. What do you think?"
On hearing these words, Shang Tianji’s face froze, turning iron-blue. He would just love to swallow Michael alive.