Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
Lu Ren swung his sword again and again, pressing his attack on Huang Quan Mie.
Huang Quan Mie could only fight to block each strike, but every clash dealt another grievous blow to his body.
Though no one truly died in the Immortal Dream Space, the pain was all too real.
And if he died, every resource he had exchanged for would become Lu Ren's spoils.
"Lu Ren, we can both win if we work together!"
Huang Quan Mie roared.
"Work together? You were the one who told me to submit to you!"
Lu Ren looked down at him from above.
"What do you want? As long as you don't kill me, we can talk!"
Huang Quan Mie shouted.
He could not die. If he did, he would not revive for seven days, and every resource he had obtained from the Immortal Dream Pavilion would belong to Lu Ren.
Without those resources, he would have no chance of competing with Hei Tianlie and the others over the next six months.
His team might not even make the top five.
His sect had given him an absolute order: his team had to place at least third.
But if Lu Ren killed him now, he would have no chance to turn things around. And if Lu Ren ran into him again afterward, he would likely show no mercy then, either.
"Oh?"
Lu Ren raised his brows slightly. "Submit to me, and I may consider letting you go!"
"What did you say?"
Huang Quan Mie's expression changed.
"Submit to me!"
Lu Ren's voice turned cold. "You have three breaths to decide. Otherwise, every time I catch you, I'll kill you!"
"You..."
Huang Quan Mie's face darkened. After a moment of bitter hesitation, he said, "Let's find somewhere secluded to