"Brother Zhou, it's not that I belittle myself, but Zhu Xiaoran, Sun Yuchuan, and Zhang Yuting are not easy opponents. One-on-one, I can surely win; one against two, I won't lose; but against three, I can only avoid conflict for the time being!" Zi Yingming spoke honestly to Zhou Heng.
This guy was indeed proud, positioning himself as the foremost young talent in Xiwu City in his words. However, he wasn't blindly confident, Zhou Heng believed his judgement wasn't exaggerated; the man truly possessed such strength.
"The opponents have at least four people!" Zhou Heng said.
"Even if Brother Zhou can hold off two of them, if the opponents have a fifth or even a sixth person—" Zi Yingming furrowed his brow, not finishing his sentence, but the implication was clear enough.
"Haha, does Brother Zi remember what was said before?" Zhou Heng laughed.
