"Don't run, hey! Let's have another bout. I'll only use forty percent of my strength—no, twenty percent!"
Yan Hu had always been a fiercely battle-loving man. Watching Luo Feng and the others exchange blows, his fighting spirit had long since built up to the brim, itching for a good release. Now that he'd finally found a proper opponent, he was naturally unwilling to let things end just like that, chasing after him while shouting.
However, hearing his shout, the Swordsman who had challenged him didn't even dare look back; his speed as he darted away suddenly increased by several degrees.
Yan Hu chased all the way to the edge of the Dragon Pillar, scratched his head with a speechless look, then folded his arms and called out to the contestants on the eighth level:
"Which one of you will challenge me next? I won't use my hands."
No one answered the challenge.
