Zheng Qian felt that if he didn't teach Li Yang a lesson now, he would never get another chance.
The words had barely left his lips when a figure approached from nearby.
"Alright, Zheng Qian. I, Sun Yunqiang, accept this favor," a massively built man, well over seven feet tall, boomed with laughter.
He wasn't impressed by Zheng Qian's strength, nor did he particularly care about the favor. But Zheng Qian's father was a King Level Cultivator!
After all, the difference between the King Level and the Celestial Level was like heaven and earth.
A true King Level Cultivator could easily dispatch a thousand Celestial Level opponents.
Never mind anything else—the ability to fly alone was enough to make any Celestial Level Cultivator despair.
'I'm standing in the sky, how are you going to hit me? I'm the only one who gets to attack!'
That was why, of course, they valued this favor from Zheng Qian so highly.
"Li Yang, allow me, Sun Yunqiang, to test your mettle!"
