"I won't accept the challenge, please leave!"
Facing Jiang Kuang's forceful challenge, Ye Fan refused.
Because he knew that he was not Jiang Kuang's match at the moment, and accepting the challenge out of anger would not be wise.
Moreover, his injuries had not yet fully recovered!
Silence!
A deathly silence!
The young cultivators of the Divine Race didn't expect Ye Fan to so openly refuse the challenge—refusing a challenge was tantamount to admitting defeat!
However, some of the older strong people of the Divine Race nodded secretly. Ye Fan's decision was undoubtedly wise; Jiang Kuang's strength far exceeded his. To accept would be to court embarrassment.
"Ye Fan, I never thought you were this kind of person, refusing a challenge from others face-to-face. Are you still a man? Where is your dignity as a man?"
"This Ye has chickened out; he doesn't even have the courage to fight Brother Jiang Kuang."
"Such a person doesn't deserve to stay in our Divine Race. Get out!"
