"What fucking good is knowing how to fight?"
Xiao Yan sneered and planted his foot directly on Ziran's head.
"If you want to make it out here, you need backing! You need connections!"
"You bastard! If you've got the guts, don't call in reinforcements!"
Ziran roared, glaring viciously at Xiao Yan.
Only after being bound and brought here did he discover that Xiao Yan had summoned not three Dou Sheng, but a full twelve!
Twelve Dou Sheng! A force like that could probably turn the entire Northwest Continent upside down. What had a mere one-star Dou Sheng like him done to deserve being hunted down and cornered by twelve Dou Sheng?
"A little nobody with no backing, and you dared threaten this young master?" Xiao Yan gave him a disdainful glance.
"A duel? You old fossil have lived for thousands of years, and you have the nerve to challenge me to a duel?"
"Hock, ptoo!" Xiao Yan spat a thick gob of phlegm onto Ziran's face.
"How dare you humiliate me like this! Aaaah! Just kill me!" Ziran's eyes were bloodshot as he stared fixedly at Xiao Yan.
But his entire body had been sealed, leaving him unable to move at all.
"Kill you? You think this young master wouldn't dare?"
Xiao Yan sneered and said flatly, "Slaughter him."
With that, he took two steps back.
"Emperor's Son, allow me..." Once Xiao Yan had stepped back, the burly man carrying a great cleaver walked up to Ziran with a savage grin.
"You're really going to kill me?"
This time, Ziran panicked. He had never expected Xiao Yan to actually kill him.
"You're just a one-star Dou Sheng. How hard could killing you be?" The burly man smiled disdainfully and raised his great blade high.
"Don't kill me! I surrender!" Ziran's