God Surya was fearless, his face full of excitement and delight, "No, no, you are directing your arrogance in the wrong place."
"Oh?"
"Now, it is not the time for you to be complacent."
Surya spewed blood in large mouthfuls, his entire body covered in wounds like a mortal warrior thoroughly spent, revealing a brilliant smile, "Haven't you realized yet? I am helping you."
"Helping me with what?"
"I am teaching you all the various techniques, combat power, and essence within me."
"Holding nothing back, do you want my knowledge and wealth? Take them all, all of them."
"Only like this... can the true form I will reveal next truly enjoy the battle, without dishonoring this fight."
Indeed, this is the true arrogance of Surya as a god.
He was afraid the opponent was too weak, so he passed on all his thirty thousand years of techniques and essence to them.
Otherwise, the form he will take next is too powerful.
