Yang Dao's comment made William angrier. A vague distortion of flames could be seen glistening his body. It was not only the two of them who had come over to the terrace to watch the fight, but a lot of spectators had also come over to join in the excitement.
William said, "I will see if your sword is as sharp as your tongue. Come, boy, time to die." with that said, he rushed forward with the spear in his hand.
Yang Dao was not scared or intimidated. William noticed this, but he did not stop. Everyone in this place was a battle-hardened person, so how could this boy be intimidated so easily. His spear was two and a half meters long, including the spearhead.
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