Zhuge Yong's gaze was like a nail, driving straight into Lěng Yè. His heart was hammering wildly at that moment, his eyes filled with a trace of solemnity. In a deep voice, he said, "Is this you fighting me to the death? It looks like you've made up your mind."
Lěng Yè's expression remained calm as he replied, "It's merely a spar. Since you want to make a move, let's just begin right now. However, once we clash, mistakes are inevitable. If I happen to slip up one day, you'll just have to bear with it."
Zhuge Yong gave a cold laugh and retorted, "Is that so? Then perhaps I might make a mistake as well, so you'd better watch closely!" Before his voice even faded, he had already drawn the two swords from his waist. Wielding one in each hand and spinning them around a few times, he strode menacingly toward Lěng Yè.
Chapter 1199