"Han Jingfeng, if you know what's good for you, get on your knees and beg me for mercy right now!
If you're willing to admit defeat, I might show you some compassion and spare you this beating.
But if you insist on being stubborn and refuse to know your place, don't blame me for showing no mercy!
When that happens, the iron club in my hands won't spare your pride!"
Yuan Xianyi's arrogant words dripped with contempt and mockery, as though victory were already in his grasp.
As one of Heaven's Chosen among the Snow Ape clan of the Northern Territory, he and Han Jingfeng were old enemies.
Their feud went back a long way, but whenever they clashed, Han Jingfeng always came off worse.
Faced with Yuan Xianyi's threats, Han Jingfeng showed no fear. Instead, he spat hard on the ground, making it clear that he would never yield so easily. "Cut the crap! You think I'll just give up resisting?
Dream on! If you ask me, you're the one who should surrender!"
With that, Han Jingfeng brandished his spear and launched into a fierce duel with Yuan Xianyi.
He darted nimbly across the battlefield, his spear tip flashing with cold light and ringing sharply whenever it struck Yuan Xianyi's iron club.
On the surface, the two seemed locked in an evenly matched struggle, but only Han Jingfeng knew that his strength was already failing him.
After such a long, grueling battle, his arms had begun to tremble, even growing numb and weak, yet he gritted his teeth and struggled to hold on.
After all, Yuan Xianyi possessed tremendous innate strength. Every swing of his club bore down with the crushing weight of Mount Tai upon an egg.
Although Han Jingfeng was a veteran of countless battles, all