"Aren't you just a coward? You don't even dare to compete, yet you're talking so much." Song Ziyi's face fell.
If they had to go with God Z's decision, they wouldn't have the opportunity to beat ZH1, and certainly not that woman. If they refused to have a re-match, how could they win?
"Ha ha! What a bunch of losers and cowards." Song Ziyi gave them a condescending smirk. "Pei Yutang, you are really not a man. You've disgraced all of us."
Pei Yutang pursed his lips and replied defiantly, "So what? I just don't want to race again. I shall spite you to death!"
Although it didn't matter if he lost, he couldn't allow Lin Yan to come to any harm. He would also suffer no losses if the result remained a tie. It was a win-win situation for him. Besides, his opponent was the remarkable Air Commander, who was among the top eight of the second level of the international competition. He wasn't a fool. Why would he insist if he knew that he would lose?
"Ha…"
