Ye Tian's words were a direct hit, making Sima Tianquan's face burn. He really wasn't qualified to challenge Ye Tian to a duel on the Decisive Battlefield. An Intermediate Class student fighting a Basic Level student was completely illogical.
But for Ye Tian to say it so bluntly was a grave insult. The dignity of the Sima Clan could not be trampled upon. He had already made up his mind: no matter what, he had to find a way to kill him.
"I thought you were so capable, but it turns out you get scared too. Then again, that makes sense. How could a mere ant from the Basic Level fight someone from our Intermediate Class! You killed my cousin today. Do you really think I'll let you go? That the Murong Clan will let you go?" Sima Tianquan said, looking at Ye Tian.
