"Fuck! Motherfucker! Drop dead..."
Jin Su had barely caught his breath when he saw Su Yan grinning before him. His mind churned in chaos, like ten thousand horses thundering through it.
He unleashed every curse he had learned in his life in one furious torrent, as though the sheer force of his words could tear Su Yan into pieces. His heart nearly exploded with rage. Su Yan was actually treating him like a soft persimmon, squeezing him however he pleased.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk. What are you standing there for, dumbass? Come over here! Let's settle who's better-and who lives!"
Su Yan crooked a finger at Jin Su, looking every inch a little devil spoiling for trouble. The sight practically begged for a beating.
"Spear Like a Dragon!"
When had Jin Su ever endured such humiliation? His eyes instantly turned bloodshot. Like an enraged lion, he unleashed his full strength once more and lunged at Su Yan, his Golden Spear thrusting out countless afterimages like flashes of lightning.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk. Let me show you something big!"
Su Yan grinned and whipped out his forty-meter saber. With a mighty two-handed sweep, like an autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, he sent Jin Su flying again before the man came within thirty-nine meters of him. The expressions flashing across Jin Su's face were a spectacle all their own.
"Pah! A silver spear with a wax tip-all show and no substance! You can't take a single hit!"
Su Yan spat out another insult, twisting the knife in Jin Su's wounded pride. Saber in hand, he was about to give Jin Su a "minor operation" when the referee Elder urgently called a halt, a trace of venom flashing in his eyes.
Jin Su looked increasingly desolate. In less than five minutes, he had