Clearly, Su Qing was tempted.
"You really have it?"
"I know the Profound Blue Race has it, but are you sure *you* have it?"
"Of course. I can swear on Taichu."
"Then it's an honor to fight you," Su Qing said with a faint smile.
His entire demeanor had changed.
This was a veritable Wealth God.
Su Qing couldn't be happier.
Even with his current clone, Su Qing could win this fight.
"And how should I address you?"
"Call me Ming Ga."
"A spar? Or to the death?"
Su Qing spoke the words slowly.
But the pressure they carried was still immense.
Especially with Su Qing's supremely confident voice.
Anyone would have felt a sense of oppression.
"A spar. Let's not make it a fight to the death."
"I, for one, cherish my life. I just want to witness your strength."
"Of course," Su Qing nodded.
Su Qing had actually thought the guy wanted to fight him to the death.
"Tenth Realm, ranked third,"
Ming Ga said with a smile.
"Oh? It seems you're quite strong."
