Zhou Yuanjue's voice wasn't loud, but with Larry's current physical prowess, he heard every word clearly.
His bell-like eyes narrowed, and a cruel smile crept onto his lips. "I didn't quite catch that. What did you call me? Small fry?"
Zhou Yuanjue's expression remained calm. He didn't answer. This opponent wasn't worth repeating himself for.
"Just as the rumors say—an arrogant bastard. It seems you still don't fully understand what you're up against."
"In that case, allow me to give you a small demonstration."
Larry said coolly. To him, this was the perfect stage, the best battlefield to reclaim his fame and status. This fight, of course, couldn't be a simple affair.
This would be his one-man show.
BOOM!!
He slammed his fists together in front of his chest, producing a dull, heavy thud.
At the same time, his body underwent a tremendous change.
