บท 1011: Enough

The commanders from both parties verbally abusing each other before a battle seemed to have become a ritual. Even though their words seemed empty, the action itself did bear some value. At the very least, it could boost morale.

That being said, at the end of the day, such verbal abuses had little meaning. For a fight of this kind, when the commanders lost, high morale could yield nothing. If Lu Li could overwhelm Han the Iron, the Master of the Barbarian Race, then Lu Li alone could finish the five million Barbarian Race warriors.

Having said his piece, Lu Li did not waste another breath. Han the Iron was not in the habit of wasting time, either. Pointing to the east, Han the Iron said, "Lu Li, do you have the guts to fight me over there, just the two of us?"

"Just us?"

Shrugging, Lu Li said with a smile, "I'm happy to!"