Lu Ce stood there. Even though the Sun was on both knees, supporting himself with his hands, he was still taller than Lu Ce.
Yet Lu Ce merely stood there with his chin slightly raised, as though he were looking down on everything—as though everything in this world stood a head shorter than him.
And from his mouth came words that did not quite fit the character of "Pride." A few traces of regret actually showed on that arrogant face.
Lu Ce knew this was not a fair fight.
Against the Sun, he possessed far too many inherent advantages.
But where was there any fairness in this world? Everyone was merely running desperately from their own starting point.
If not for his existence, perhaps the Sun truly would have been humanity's absolute pinnacle.
"Fair?"
Just as Lu Ce's mind began to drift slightly, the Sun across from him slowly pushed himself up and spoke in a hoarse voice.
"You're already spouting that kind of crap, like some victor's declaration?!"
"When you die later, don't make that shocked face."
This time, Pride did not even nod. He spoke calmly.
"That would indeed be shocking..."
"It seems you've never beaten me either."
Before his words had even faded, a fierce aura crashed into him head-on. Carrying the force of Mount Tai, the Sun lunged at him once more.
This time, though he still looked ferocious and frenzied, Lu Ce held the Extreme Path Battle Axe in one hand and gave a slight shake of his head.
If their clashes over such a long period could still be called evenly matched, then this time, the other man's physical and energy conditions were far too hollow beneath their outward strength.
After so long spent "sharpening each other," both of them had already grasped—and even