Zuo Xiaoduo interrupted him, putting on a fierce expression that masked his inner weakness. "Who... who says I don't dare? I just feel that deciding life and death over something this minor is really... going a little too far."
Wu Yuntian roared, "I'm only asking whether you dare! Will you sign or not?!"
Zuo Xiaoduo's chest heaved, and fierce anger blazed in his eyes.
He looked like a poor, honest student who had been pushed to the limit. Even his breathing had grown heavy.
After a long while, he rasped in utter grief and indignation, "You actually want to kill me over something this minor?"
Wu Yuntian shouted, "I'd already decided to face you in the Life-and-Death Arena! What, you don't dare sign?"
"Who... said I'd face you in the Life-and-Death Arena?"
Zuo Xiaoduo flew into a rage. "You're determined to kill me, is that it?!"
Wu Yuntian's face twisted savagely. "Coward! You don't dare admit what you agreed to? Now that the moment's here, you're afraid to die? You won't sign? You don't dare?"
He pressed him with one question after another, growing increasingly contemptuous, increasingly furious, and increasingly intent on provoking Zuo Xiaoduo's anger.
"Zuo Xiaoduo, you coward! Coward! Coward! A coward who only knows how to scheme and frame others, who doesn't dare face me in a life-and-death..."
"Who says I don't dare!" Zuo Xiaoduo shouted, seemingly unable to endure it any longer.
At the judges' seats.
Teacher Ma called out a loud warning. "Zuo Xiaoduo, ignore him! This is..."
But in that instant, Zuo Xiaoduo, too, seemed to have been provoked beyond reason. He shouted, "Then the Life-and-Death Arena it is! Wu Yuntian, you've gone too far in bullying me! Today, I, the Iron Fist Young Master, Zuo Xiaoduo, will settle who lives and who dies