"You want to challenge? But I already had plans with Pavlov."
No sooner had he finished speaking than Pavlov emerged from nowhere, his voice resonant, "Instructor, let him go first."
Su Sheng was speechless. Who said that people from the fighting nations have simple minds? Everyone knew to first wear him out with fatigue. "Fine, bring it on," he thought, having always favored irregularly curved weapons.
The others stepped aside, focusing intently, eager for a close and clear view of the Instructor's combat abilities. Many among them had long abandoned the idea of contending for the title of King of Soldiers, yet defeating the Instructor in combat would be like becoming the king of kings.
"Fine, I'll take you on," Su Sheng replied.
