Slap! Slap! Slap!
The sudden clapping echoed abruptly, breaking the silence of dusk.
Many people were engrossed in Ye Qiu's words, feeling greatly benefited, but the clapping sound interrupted them, instantly drawing many angry glances towards the person clapping.
Under everyone's gaze, this person was draped in a black robe, his face unclear, but the clapping was unusually loud.
However, his Mandarin sounded peculiar.
This guy must be either foolish or intentional. Does he not know that interrupting Ye Qiu's teaching would make him an enemy of the martial arts world?
Finally, when this person took off the hat covering his face, he revealed a very distinctive face.
"A foreigner?"
Many people showed surprise, finally understanding why his Mandarin sounded so strange; it turned out he wasn't Chinese.
"King Yan, I've been wanting to challenge you for a long time. Today, I can finally fulfill my wish." Said the blond hair, blue-eyed man.
