Ou Chenyu and Broken Blade were locked in a fierce struggle, as the distance between them and the tunnel was rapidly closing.
The raging wind rushed at them, the stone wall symbolizing death lay ahead, yet Ou Chenyu showed no intention of backing down, still entangled madly with Broken Blade.
Broken Blade's expression turned grim: "You want to die?!"
Ou Chenyu's eyes were full of a determined resolve: "If I can take down an expert like you, it's worth it!"
Broken Blade's first thought was that Ou Chenyu was bluffing; this guy would probably pull back at the last moment.
But he wasn't sure.
Even if the chance was 99%, what about that remaining 1%?
If they happened to hit that 1%, this guy with the surname Ou was really a madman, and he would foolishly die here with him?
The mercenary profession indeed licked the knife-edge but was not as reckless about life and death as one might think.
