"I only used eighty percent of my strength, this time I will definitely defeat you!"
A few people looked at Zhan Tian's proud back, thinking to themselves, trying to give themselves a bit of comfort.
But those people seemed to have forgotten about Ye Tian and You Ruolan, they were all discussing and marveling at Zhan Tian's recent display of battle power.
On the other hand, Zhan Tian stood with his hands behind his back, expressionless, facing the morning sun, his whole body shimmering with golden light, as if draped in a suit of gold armor. His state of mind was unmoved, having grown up surrounded by the worship, admiration, and astonishment of others. Praise and compliments were something he had long since grown tired of, which was why he sought to train in the Xuanyuan Continent, to escape this comfortable cultivation environment.
To him, others' worship, admiration, and praise were only natural. If others ignored him, that would seem strange to him.
