He said to Ye Fan, "You've finally come. I thought you wouldn't dare!"
"There's nothing in this world I wouldn't dare to do, let alone challenge you!" Ye Fan replied calmly.
The Little God Monarch said, "It seems you're quite confident. I have slain no fewer than ten geniuses like you, but their ends were always miserable! Overconfidence is a prelude to a swift death!"
"That's because you haven't met me," Ye Fan retorted. "If you had, you wouldn't think so."
This was a classic battle of words, and it was clear they both sought to gain the verbal upper hand.
The Little God Monarch continued, "I look forward to this battle. You are indeed worthy of me drawing my sword!"
"I want more than just to be deemed worthy!" Ye Fan laughed.
The Little God Monarch asked calmly, "Then what do you want?"
"I want to use the sword in my hand to sever your head. It's as simple as that!" Ye Fan declared.
