Qin Siyang sneered. "Thanks for your concern, but I might not lose."
He continued feeling the air currents around him, trying to pinpoint Manderson's hiding place.
No matter how sophisticated Manderson's concealment skill was, one thing could not change.
Any attack against him had to come from somewhere. The moment its source revealed itself, Qin Siyang would sense it and strike back.
Since Manderson was not attacking yet, he had to be searching for an opening.
Qin Siyang was not afraid of Manderson putting off his attack, either.
He could feel the medicine slowly taking effect. The longer Manderson delayed, the better his condition would become.
Manderson surely knew that too.
So he would have to attack soon.
"Qin Siyang, you'll regret being so confident."
Qin Siyang lowered his head with a smile. "Manderson, stop talking just to fill the silence. I'm right here, waiting for you to attack. Didn't you tell me to leave my last words? I don't have any, so why aren't you making your move? Don't tell me you're waiting for your skills to finish cooling down."
Manderson said, "You're even less afraid of death than I imagined."
"You already know I'm on the Path of Self-Verification. How could I have become this strong if I were afraid of dying?!"
With that, Qin Siyang raised his severed leg and shook it twice. "Manderson, let's see who recovers faster."
This time, Manderson did not answer.
Suddenly, Qin Siyang sensed a disturbance in the airflow from one direction.
Bang!!
The ground beneath Qin Siyang's foot shattered into a spiderweb of cracks. Like a heavy artillery shell fired from its barrel, he vanished with a terrifying sonic boom.
When he reappeared, the spear in his hand tore through the howling wind and thrust viciously forward.
Shhk!
The thrust was