Chen Zhou fell to the ground, and the battle took a dramatic turn. Everyone had thought Chen Zhou had the upper hand, but in reality, he was at a disadvantage. The next moment, Chen Zhou was knocked down by the old man.

Zeng Yushu smiled upon seeing this and continued, "With your current strength, I could defeat you with one hand."

Upon hearing this, Chen Zhou immediately flipped over and stood up from the ground, once again engaging in a stalemate with Zeng Yushu.

In fact, Zeng Yushu was fully capable of launching another attack on Chen Zhou, who was lying on the ground, but he did not. Instead, he quietly looked at Chen Zhou and said something, which gave Chen Zhou the opportunity to get up from the ground.

Chen Zhou clearly sensed that Zeng Yushu had not used his full strength.

Even so, Chen Zhou still hoped that Zeng Yushu would use his full strength; otherwise, the battle would be meaningless.

Because if Zeng Yushu doesn't use his full strength, then Chen Zhou is like a monkey being played by Zeng Yushu.

Chen Zhou hated this feeling.

"Why not use your full strength?" Chen Zhou asked.

Upon hearing Chen Zhou's words, Zeng Yushu continued to stand on the battlefield, his hands behind his back, and slowly said, "I don't want to kill you, because you are a promising talent."

“Now that we’re both on this battle stage, even if you think highly of me and believe I’m a promising talent, I can’t be used by you. Only one of us can survive,” Chen Zhou said.

Zeng Yushu thought about it again and realized that it was true; only one of the two could go out.

“In that case, I must be the one who goes out,” Zeng Yushu said, adding that it was a foregone conclusion.

Because Chen Zhou was no match for him at all, he had already knocked Chen Zhou to the ground without even using a weapon, even though Chen Zhou hadn't used a weapon either, even though he had seen the black sword hanging at Chen Zhou's waist from the beginning.

Zeng Yushu had also seen that sword before.

“Then I’ll take it seriously,” Zeng Yushu said, and then took a weapon out of his armor.

Chen Zhou had seen this type of weapon before; it was a blade held in the hand. However, Zeng Yushu held two blades, one in each hand, which could easily be used to attack Chen Zhou.

Chen Zhou then slowly drew his black sword from his waist. The battle between the two had only just begun.