"Wolf King, give up!"
In the forest, Qin Tian stared at the Wolf King, speaking as he approached him.
"Humph, we of the Wolf Clan are born of blood and spirit; if we die, we die standing!"
As he spoke, a Fine Steel Red Sword suddenly appeared in the Wolf King's hand. "Come on then, try my Heavenly Wolf Sword Technique! Today you've been fighting continuously. Now, you want to kill me? Ask the Divine Sword in my hand if it agrees!"
"Desperate resistance!"
Qin Tian coldly eyed him and said, "When I draw my sword, you won't be able to block a single strike. Humph, in front of me, you won't stand any chance today."
"A single strike?"
The Wolf King seemed to see a glimmer of hope for escape from Qin Tian's arrogance, he sneered, deliberately provoking. "What if I block your one strike?"
Qin Tian replied, "If you can block my one strike, then today, I'll let you go."
"Hahaha! Hahaha..."
