On the Martial Arts Arena.
Xiao Yi looked at the Third Elder of the Qi Sect, somewhat impatient in his tone.
"What? It's just a bit of counter-shock, and it takes so long for the Third Elder of the Qi Sect to stabilize his breath?"
"There's one sword left, if the Third Elder of the Qi Sect doesn't fight, then I'm leaving."
Such contempt once again made the Third Elder of the Qi Sect's face flush, proving he was already furious to the extreme.
Moreover, Xiao Yi's words also made the strong figures in the Qi Sect's seats show anger.
In Xiao Yi's words, there was no collision, insult, or provocation.
But his tone and attitude showed disdain and contempt for the Qi Sect.
"You brat, courting death."
"For countless years in the Sword Domain, no outside martial artist has dared to be so presumptuous, let alone an arrogant young brat."
"Sect Master, please order to take down this little thief immediately, otherwise the reputation of our Sword Domain swordsmen will be damaged."
