“Zhou Yuan, you are courting death!”

A howl of rage emerged from Qi Yue’s mouth as chilling killing intent exploded from his body. Veins crawled up in his eyes, making him appear exceptionally sinister.

He had originally believed that it would be an easy fight for him. After all, his seven channel strength was enough to crush any student of the institute.

Yet, who could have that he would not only be unable to achieve a clean victory against a mere five channel Zhou Yuan, but to even be pushed this far.

To Qi Yue, this outcome was undoubtedly akin to losing all face.

“Exactly who is courting death has not been decided!” Zhou Yuan’s voice was calm, but murder also blossomed in his eyes.

Qi Yue’s bloodshot eyes glared at Zhou Yuan. A brief moment later, the twisted expression on his face slowly disappeared, replaced by calmness. However, his voice grew increasingly eerie as he said, “Zhou Yuan, I have to admit that you coming this far has already surpassed my expectations.”

“However, do you believe that this will be enough to beat me?”

Upon seeing Qi Yue’s eerie expression,...