"I've said it, two choices! How will you choose, make your own decision!" However, surprisingly, Chu Mo was unbelievably arrogant, giving himself no retreat at all, directly opposing Jun Wu in a seemingly never-ending standoff.
"Boy, the more arrogant you are, the better it is. In that case, perhaps you will actually die when the time comes." Long Bo's face twisted into a cold smile.
If Chu Mo doesn't die, Long Bo couldn't feel at ease.
Now that Chu Mo has opposed Jun Wu, regardless of how strong he is, his fate will not end well.
"Good! That's excellent, you perfectly embody the term 'youthful arrogance'. Since you are so eager to seek death, don't blame me."
Jun Wu took a deep breath, his face full of cold, tangible killing intent, both hands gripping his Dragon-Slaying Sword, with all his killing intent locked on Chu Mo.
The aura around him slightly circulated.
