He San was a little uncertain.
In his impression, Ling Han was definitely not the type to be forcefully stubborn. This person was incredibly slippery, and if he couldn't win, he would run, without any hesitation at all.
Now, he did not run, nor did he use any tricks. He looked like he wanted to confront him head-on, which confused him.
Could it be that he was up to something?
"Do you really dare to fight me?" He San asked calmly.
"Today, I'll make you kneel and admit defeat," Ling Han said with a smile.
"Cheeky mouth!" He San humphed, and charged towards Ling Han. The longsword in his hand flew out in a slash.
The sword swept past, and Sword Qi soared into the skies.