"Alright, Ye Chengzong. No one should be stopping our life-and-death duel now. Come on, let me see what you're made of."
Yang Xiao said calmly.
However, to Ye Chengzong, these words sounded incredibly harsh.
'It made sense. Even his father, Ye Lingtian, a Martial Arts Grandmaster, couldn't withstand a single punch from Yang Xiao. What chance did he have?'
'Wasn't this just a blatant humiliation?'
"Yang Xiao, I surrender. How about you spare my life?"
Ye Chengzong took a deep breath and said with his head lowered.
He was truly afraid.
After seeing his own father—a newly-ascended Martial Arts Grandmaster—killed by a single punch from Yang Xiao, no matter how arrogant or conceited he was, he couldn't muster the slightest bit of courage to fight.
All he wanted was to survive this ordeal.
"A life-and-death duel only ends when one lives and one dies. Since you can no longer fight me, what's the point of letting you live?"
But Yang Xiao had no intention of letting him go.
