Now, sealed within this Barrier solidified from the Water of Time, with every path of retreat cut off, Fang Han suddenly seemed to calm down.
He looked at Su Mu, let out a cold laugh, and said, "I admit, you're very, very strong. I have no way to defeat you."
"But are you really that confident you can kill me?"
"I'm not Yang Qi."
Fang Han stared straight at Su Mu, his expression unmoved. As long as Su Mu couldn't kill him, then in the end Su Mu would still be in the weaker position.
Because outside, "he" was still in control of the overall situation. All Fang Han had to do was stall Su Mu long enough, and in this struggle, they would eventually win.
In his view, Yang Qi's death had definitely come from being too confident in his own strength, always wanting to clash head‑on with Su Mu.
As long as he didn't get addicted to fighting, didn't take the initiative to attack, focused on defense, and just made sure he didn't suffer an ultimate fatal injury, why would he die?
