As Ghost Mask's cultivation rose, even the way he spoke changed.
His tone and bearing carried the air of looking down from above...
Of course!
There was also disdain and contempt.
Perhaps, in Ghost Mask's eyes, once his cultivation had advanced, he possessed the strength to utterly crush his opponent.
Although Ghost Mask had undergone enormous changes, whether in his words or expression.
However!!
If one looked carefully, one could see the killing intent deep in his eyes.
"Heh heh!" Qin Jishi sneered softly. "Ghost Mask, looks like you've got me all figured out?"
"Otherwise?" Ghost Mask shrugged. "Qin Jishi, I know your strength very, very well. If my cultivation had not advanced, our battle should have been an even match."
"But now?"
Ghost Mask toyed with the words. "Sixty-forty? Seventy-thirty? Or perhaps eighty-twenty?"
"Right, right, right!"
Ghost Mask seemed to recall something. "Brother Qin, you should know better than even I do."
"Come!"
"Tell me, exactly what are the odds between us?"
"..."
Watching Ghost Mask's crazed appearance, Qin Jishi's voice turned extremely cold.
"You really want to know?"
"Of course!" Ghost Mask chuckled sinisterly. "Tell me. Let me see just how much confidence you have in yourself."
Ghost Mask's arrogant, unrivaled manner made Qin Jishi particularly uncomfortable.
"Fine... if you want to know, then listen closely. At most, it's ninety-ten between us."
"Ninety-ten?" Ghost Mask blinked. "Brother Qin, are you really that lacking in confidence in your own strength?"
"Ah!"
As he spoke, Ghost Mask shook his head and sighed. "You truly disappoint me somewhat."
"Is that so?" Qin Jishi's lips curved upward. "I think you've misunderstood. When I said ninety-ten, I meant I get the ninety, and you get the ten."
"As for the one part you occupy, that is merely my charity to you."
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