Yang Xiaobing scored a point.
Another name was called.
No one came forward.
Yang Xiaobing scored again.
At the third name,
a gorilla over three meters tall came over from the Demon Race's side. It hurried up with bows and nods, then glared at Yang Xiaobing.
"You dare challenge me?"
The gorilla sounded half groggy, half brimming with murderous intent.
"Yeah. Let's spar, just to learn from each other," Yang Xiaobing said.
"Hmph... You..." The gorilla's eyes widened.
Xu Yuan raised an eyebrow and slowly reached for the sword at his waist.
Killing intent.
The gorilla sensed it at once. Its swinging arms went still, the fire in its eyes died down, and its puzzled expression sharpened into alertness.
It had stayed up most of the night. After watching Xu Yuan fight, it had decided being alive was better, so it had skipped its turn and gone straight to sleep.
Someone had just called its name and given it a few shoves, and only then had it jumped out.
The first thing it saw was that killer standing not far behind the girl.
Fuck, wasn't killing all night enough for you?
You still want to kill me?
Dream on!
"Why didn't you say so earlier?" The gorilla came over and sat down right in front of Yang Xiaobing. "You're clearly a cute, beautiful, clever, quick-witted, peerless beauty who could topple kingdoms. Why don't we have a battle of words?"
"How does a battle of words work?" Yang Xiaobing asked curiously.
"I name a move and explain how I'd attack. Then you name a move and explain how you'd defend and counter. That's a battle of words," the gorilla said. "Okay," Yang Xiaobing said.
On the Mountain Summit,
a gorilla and a young girl started chatting.
*...* Xu Yuan.
*...* The