The crowd looked at each other, and for a moment, no one spoke.
"Hahaha, since no one else is stepping up, then I'll go first. I, Wang Ming, from the Western Sword Clan, dare to ask who will teach me a lesson?"
Laughter echoed as a black silhouette flew from the crowd, appearing on the stage in an instant. It was a stern-faced young man, around twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, holding a black longsword in his right hand. His Guiyuan Realm Fourth Layer cultivation was undeniable.
"I'll go!"
A young man in a yellow robe leaped onto the stage from the crowd. They stared at each other from a distance, murderous intent flashing in their eyes. The yellow-robed youth was also not weak, possessing the cultivation of Guiyuan Realm Fourth Layer.
Swish!
After a moment of hesitation, Wang Ming struck instantly, unleashing a sharp sword light from his black longsword. The white waves rolled, reaching the yellow-robed youth in an instant, eerily swift.
