As the ancient saying went, deaths could be both insignificant like a feather or extremely significant like a mountain.
Yan Qianli was not afraid to die. He was only afraid to die meaninglessly and without being known. Therefore, how would he reject Fang Zhengzhi's offer to fight in the third round?
Not only would he accept it but Yan Qianli in fact felt that it was a form of recognition.
"Godly State expert?! I, Yan Qianli, am not afraid!" Yan Qianli clenched his fists and went up to Fang Zhengzhi with his white hair flying in the wind.
Meanwhile, Ping Yang came beside Fang Zhengzhi. Her eyes showed a mixed expression as though she was both touched and confused at the same time.
She was touched by Fang Zhengzhi's determination but was also confused as to why Fang Zhengzhi was determined.
After all, she was really not as powerful as Gu Yuan.
