"Take Auranys as your wife?" The god of war repeated, those words overcoming the shock of having lost a contest of strength to Qingyi.
What the hell was that damn brat talking about? Him, a mortal, taking a goddess as his wife?
"Who the hell do you think you are? Arrogant brat!" The god of war growled, readying his axe again.
"Me? I'm just the one who's about to kill you and then fuck the woman you dream of having." Qingyi flashed a broad smile, one that made the god of war's heart sink with hatred.
Without another word, he grabbed his axe and vanished.
Qingyi did the same with his heaven-defying thunder sword.
Both were too fast for any human eye to follow, just blurred figures tearing through the air and meeting again and again.
"You're fast!" Qingyi smiled, meeting the god of war once more, both being forced to retreat more than twenty steps before advancing again.
