"Please prepare for battle."
Duan Gujin then said to the young man.
"There is no need! Let's start now!"
The young man knew that Duan Gujin had already crossed fists with his two companions before. Logically, Duan Gujin's strength should be greatly reduced by now.
"He is just a martial master ninth realm, an entire great realm below the Martial Sect Realm. His strength should be inferior to mine! Even if his Martial Soul quality is better than mine, he won't be much stronger than me. I should have a chance of winning!"
The young man's brain was racing. He felt that with his current condition he could defeat Duan Gujin.
If they were to rest now for a while, he would feel that Duan Gujin would take this opportunity to recover some strength.
And before, he had not crossed fists with Duan Gujin, so his consumption of Primordial Power was not significant.
For him, if they started fighting now, he would have a much greater chance of winning.
