"You seem very confident."
Ye Lin raised an eyebrow at Ye Wen before him.
Was this guy still so confident in his own strength?
Was it confidence, or stupidity?
He clearly held the advantage, yet he insisted on relying on his own strength?
The current situation was simple.
As long as the Dao Protector behind him made a move, Ye Lin would surely die, and the Heavenly Heart Lotus would be his.
Yet this guy refused to do that. Instead, he forcefully demanded a fair battle.
If he lacked the strength, then doing this would make him a fucking idiot.
But if he had the strength, then this was absolute confidence.
"Heh, I do have a bit of confidence in myself."
Ye Wen chuckled as he looked at Ye Lin.
He slowly raised a hand.
The experts of the Chaos Ancient Clan around them began to close in.
Every one of these experts radiated an exceedingly terrifying aura.
They stared covetously at Ye Lin and his group.
At a single command from Ye Wen, they could strike directly.
They would mercilessly tear Ye Lin, and all the experts present, to pieces.
"Since you want to play so badly, I'll play with you."
"If I make a move, blood will surely be spilled. If someone accidentally dies then, that would truly be more loss than gain."
With a wave of Ye Lin's hand, Azure Frost appeared in his grasp.
Since things had already come to this, he would make a move.
However, this would certainly not be some harmless sparring match.
Once he struck, blood would surely be spilled.
"Hehe, that is precisely what I had in mind."
Faced with Ye Lin's grave words, Ye Wen merely chuckled.
There might have been a trace of threat in Ye Lin's words.
But