The Vermilion Bird looked at Qin Yi with interest, eyes full of admiration: "But relying only on these is still not enough."
Qin Yi smiled faintly and said, "Actually, the most important point is that you can fight me without falling behind in a short time."
The Vermilion Bird's eyes narrowed slightly, with a slightly teasing tone: "By your account, if we continue fighting, I will surely lose?"
Qin Yi shrugged helplessly, "Possibly."
"Seems you're not so sure?" the Vermilion Bird asked amusingly.
"You've been famous for so long, regarded as gods by the world. Surely, you have some trump cards up your sleeve, so I wouldn't dare claim victory easily!"
The Vermilion Bird was startled for a moment, then chuckled, "You sound just like what the Azure Dragon says."
"What does that old man say about me in front of you?"
"Says you're thick-skinned."
Qin Yi nodded without responding.
The Vermilion Bird asked curiously, "You're not going to argue?"
