"You call ganging up on the few with the many the act of heroes? If you've got the guts, fight us one-on-one. Only then will we be convinced." Seeing the three primordial angels appear, Xia Ping shouted that his side wanted single combat, that only that would count as a fair contest. Otherwise, he would never accept it.
"One-on-one?"
Hearing this, one primordial angel burst out laughing. "What do you think this is, children playing house? This is a war between races. Of course the many crush the few. You think we're going to care about fairness with you? You're practically going to make us laugh our teeth out! You're far too naive. Did you not even graduate from kindergarten?"
"And you say only then will you be convinced? Convinced my ass. What if you're not convinced? We simply intend to use the many to bully the few. Got the guts? Come bite me." Another primordial angel was immediately amused as well.
This was the first time in his life he had seen a Saint claim he would only be convinced by a one-on-one fight. Did the Angel Race need to care whether others were convinced when killing them?
If they refused to accept it, they would just slaughter them. So what if they were unconvinced? What could they possibly do to even a single hair on their bodies?! This Human Race Saint was simply an idiot, unable even to distinguish the current situation.
Gu Rulai's mouth twitched as well. Had he overestimated this kid? Could it be that this fellow's intelligence was actually failing-grade, which was why he said such things?
"Damn it, Ancient Saint Gu, these angels are too despicable, using their numbers to bully the few."
At that moment, Xia Ping secretly transmitted his voice. "Wait here