Zhao Nan looked at Olivier's furious expression and smiled. With a teasing note in his voice, he said, "What's wrong? You look pretty unhappy.
"How about I give you a chance to fight me?"
"Though I don't know exactly how strong you are, I know you're definitely stronger than me.
"I'm no match for you right now.
"But if we were at the same level, I'd definitely beat you!" After hearing Zhao Nan, Olivier put aside his anger and replied calmly.
"Haha.
"If that's what you think, I'll suppress my strength to your level. That way, it won't count as bullying you, right?" Zhao Nan looked at Olivier with interest.
Honestly, Zhao Nan felt like a villain at that moment, but playing the part brought him a strange kind of pleasure.
"Ha!
"You say you'll suppress your strength to my level, but how do I know you won't undo the suppression?
"I'm not fighting you. If you have nothing else to do, hurry up and leave. I need to get back to training!"
After hearing Zhao Nan, Olivier had formed a general impression of him. He also sensed no killing intent from Zhao Nan, so he spoke calmly.
"You think you can refuse just because you don't want to fight?
"Remember, I'm stronger than you, so I get to call the shots." Zhao Nan raised an eyebrow. Then he continued, "I heard you turned down the War God's offer and even declared that you could surpass him.
"So, Olivier, how about a fight? Let me see what you can do. If you're any good, I'll take you as my apprentice and teach you how to surpass the War God."
"You?" Olivier gave Zhao Nan a disdainful look. He said only that one word, then fell silent.
Zhao Nan understood that