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"Your first stage Immortal Ring is barely over half a meter in diameter. Am I supposed to be afraid?"
Ryu's cold voice doused Host Minn's blooming confidence. In an instant, his smiling features had been painted in red, trembling under his fury.
There were many other things Ryu could have said that he didn't. For example, Host Minn's Immortal Ring bordered on illusory and lacked substance. In addition, he took almost half a minute to summon it forth properly, meaning he was only a sliver stronger than normal Half-Step Immortal Ring experts under normal circumstances. Who would allow him so long to prepare himself? It could only be said that Ryu was truly brazen.
Others might see Ryu as rash, but Ryu saw it differently. These blips in his road weren't things he merely wanted to skate by and survive… He wanted to push himself to his absolute extremes.
He wouldn't be satisfied with merely defeating Host Minn. He wanted to defeat Host Minn at his very best!