"Young Master Zhao? Do you still think I lack the strength now, or would you care to face my sword?" Xu Ping'an looked at Zhao Qiming and said with a light laugh.
"There's no need for that, I was short-sighted. Indeed, Xu Dao-friend has all the qualifications for the treasure," Zhao Qiming hurriedly responded with a sheepish grin.
He definitely didn't want to take a sword strike from Xu Ping'an.
Xu Ping'an's sword had the capacity to cut down a Seventh Rank Peak expert, and it had already killed four Seventh Rankers.
If he were to take a strike from Xu Ping'an's sword, his end would undoubtedly be miserable.
"I feel that Young Master Zhao still doesn't fully understand my strength; it would be better if you took one sword strike," Xu Ping'an continued to press.
Zhao Qiming's face instantly turned pale.
He had thought Xu Ping'an only intended to scare him, but from what he was saying now, it seemed as though he truly wanted to strike him with his sword.
