"Brother Qin, let me test a few moves with you," Di Dao stepped forward, his gaze burning.
Qin Hao glanced at Di Dao, a smile forming on his face, "Brother Di Dao, you're not my match."
"I can also battle Early Stage Divine Generals, even kill them," Di Dao replied defiantly.
In recent years, his strength had progressed rapidly, remarkably becoming comparable to strong Divine Generals.
Seeing Qin Hao's strength, Di Dao felt a hunting excitement.
Qin Hao shook his head without saying a word.
"I must compete with you," Di Dao insisted, losing his temper.
He was a persistent person by nature; the more Qin Hao said so, the more defiant he became, wanting to battle with Qin Hao even more.
Seeing Di Dao's persistence, Qin Hao was left speechless, and with no other choice, he stepped forward.
"Let's end it quickly," Qin Hao said.
"Alright."
Di Dao readily agreed.
Once they started, things completely changed.
Di Dao seemed possessed; each strike was extremely strong.
