"Why should I fight you?"
Facing Zhang Zhi Ji's provocation, Lu Ren wore a look of utter disdain.
After their three-move spar, he had already gauged Zhang Zhi Ji's strength. Even if Zhang Zhi Ji had held back, Lu Ren was seventy percent confident he could defeat him.
Moreover, that seventy percent confidence was from before Lu Ren had condensed the Chaos Divine Rule. Now that he had done so, he could utterly crush Zhang Zhi Ji.
But even if he defeated Zhang Zhi Ji, it would be meaningless. Instead, it would only draw even more enmity toward himself.
Having just arrived, he naturally understood the need to keep a low profile.
"What? Are you scared?"
Zhang Zhi Ji gripped the Golden Halberd in his hand and stared at Lu Ren with contempt. "During our three-move spar earlier, you completely held the upper hand, yet you still dare not fight me?"
Lu Ren turned around and ignored Zhang Zhi Ji. As he walked away, he said, "If you want to fight me, then bring out resources for a wager battle. Otherwise, what meaning would there be in beating you?"
Zhang Zhi Ji's expression darkened as he shouted, "Stop right there!"
Lu Ren halted and turned to look at Zhang Zhi Ji. "You want a wager battle?"
"A wager battle? I couldn't ask for more. Didn't you just receive two thousand Merit Points? I'll wager two thousand Merit Points against you!"
Zhang Zhi Ji said.
Seeing that Zhang Zhi Ji had taken the bait, Lu Ren turned toward him, the corners of his lips curling slightly. "I couldn't ask for more. Tell me, where will we fight?"
"We can fight right here on this general-selection platform!"
Zhang Zhi Ji shouted. As soon as his words fell, his body transformed into a