Which was harder?
Second Uncle was rendered speechless. Even if you asked him that, he had no idea.
Perhaps,
both were hard...
After saying that, Li Yao turned and left. Second Uncle stood there in a daze for a moment before following, but before he could leave the Duel Arena, a shadow suddenly blocked his path. "Please wait, sir!"
Second Uncle's scalp tingled as he stared at the Green-skinned Big Guy before him, who stood nearly two meters tall with muscles bulging like iron blocks.
What the hell was this thing?! The Green-skinned Big Guy had protruding tusks, a huge jaw, a slightly small, round head, and a short, sharp little topknot sticking straight up! He wore simple studded leather armor that protected only his vital areas, leaving most of his torso exposed... He looked rough and savage.
That appearance was truly something else! His jaw and mouth looked almost as big as his head.
By Earth's standards of beauty, he was ugly beyond salvation—after all, people on Earth liked oval faces and pointed chins, not the reverse.
Fortunately,
this guy had a pretty good attitude.
He bent at the waist and lowered his head in a respectful posture. "Greetings, sir. I am Balkan Flame Sword of the Sword Saint Clan. My companions and I watched your battle just now, and we greatly admire your combat skills... Would you be willing to visit our clan for discussion and sparring? We will offer suitable compensation."
Old Man Lu: "..."
He glanced at the Green-skinned Big Guy again, only then noticing the enormous, vicious-looking greatsword strapped to his back.
To be honest,
if some younger Chinese man on Earth had said that to him, he might have happily agreed.
But standing before him now was an "alien"! At least, by Earth's standards,