Su Yang's expression was calm, and he nodded, "I think you're right, conceding too quickly doesn't mean anything. Why don't we have a life-and-death duel? This fight won't be about victory, only life and death. How about it?"
The Saint Venerable froze, looking at Su Yang in surprise, unable to figure out where Su Yang's confidence came from. The power disparity between them was obvious, yet Su Yang still wanted to duel the Saint Venerable to the death? Was he really seeking death? Or could Su Yang actually be confident of winning this duel?
"Not speaking again?" Su Yang shook his head. "If you don't dare, just say so, don't you find it wishy-washy? With your attitude, you still want to become a Saint King?"
The Saint Venerable flared into a rage, "Who says I don't dare? Fine, you said it, only life and death, no victory. In this fight, one of us must die!"
"Exactly!" Su Yang nodded.
