How dare you still maintain such an attitude? As this thought swirled in his mind, his gaze towards the people below changed subtly, with a hint of peculiarity. Ma Yihong, flushed red, was about to speak when he suddenly heard that cold voice transmit: "If you plan to support the Sect and not disappoint your masters, you mustn't be so easily angered." Ma Yihong opened his mouth and said: "But, they slandered..." Everyone's eyes around had a peculiar look, although hidden, even the slightest thing, when gathered by thousands, became too large to ignore, the murmuring never ceased. Ma Yihong hadn't read many books, but at this moment, a literary saying appeared in his mind. To bear the world's slander upon oneself. He saw the black-clad swordsman's slow movements, returning the Mo Blade to its sheath. The voice transmitted was indifferent, as if nothing special. "Just a false reputation." Just as Wang Anfeng wanted to return to his seat, a long howl suddenly echoed from the direction of Huangfu's faction, soaring into the sky. The sound was clear and sharp, with the intent to pierce metal and crack stone, lingering continuously, suppressing all murmurs in the venue. The crowd only felt a wave of dizziness in their ears, followed by a shock in their hearts. The Elder leading Bei Mang Sword Sect slightly changed his expression, couldn't help but lowly praise: "Such profound Inner Strength!" "Such brilliant skill, truly a true master!" At the place of the Huangfu Family, already at the highest point of the thirteen-story pavilion, a tall young man stood out, his eyebrows handsome, thick black long brows, and laughed loudly: "I've long heard of Blade Madman Fufeng's renowned name, meeting today, my heart is filled with joy." "I wish to challenge!" "If I win, how about granting the title of Blade Madman to me?" As the voice fell, it echoed in this martial arts venue, layer upon layer, like a dragon's roar, adding to the momentum, showcasing his skill level. The crowd was puzzled, why did this young swordsman, who clearly had extraordinary martial arts skills, challenge Blade Madman Fufeng. The elder from Pan Mountain Sect frowned, suddenly recalled something, uttered an "ah," clapped his hands, and laughed: "So that's it, so that's it!" "This Li Danxun is the fellow martial brother of Zhao Kuo, who lost to Fufeng Blade's 'Hidden Blade' technique a few days ago, with deep friendship. Ah, so he challenged for his fellow disciple." The elder shook his head and sighed, saying: "Really, just for this, does he not care that this is actually Huangfu Family's main venue?" "Indeed a bit too reckless, afraid he'll be criticized." The source of thɪs content is novel⦿fire.net The swordsman from Bei Mang Sword Sect said: "Even so, but for standing up for a friend, even if punished, it's honorable, we too had our youthful recklessness, didn't North Mountain Gong have such behaviors?" The elder was speechless but in his eyes, added admiration. Wang Anfeng, wary of White Tiger Hall's people, didn't want to waste any Qi Mechanism further, ignoring the surrounding praises or calls to accept, decisively refused, cold voice, then directly turned and walked to his seat. Li Danxun raised his eyebrows, loudly said: "Why, since you call yourself Blade Madman Fufeng, you should have a wild nature, right? Are you planning to avoid the fight?" "Is Blade Madman Fufeng just a timid coward?" Wang Anfeng's thoughts were consolidated, treating the sudden rise of hushed and reprimanding voices around, even those Huangfu Family couldn't control, as if nothing. With the Martial Arts Zen Heart from the Shaolin sect steady on the Lotus Platform, unmoved by the Eight Winds. Ma Yihong still had some youthful spirit, loudly said: "He won't accept your challenge, I'll fight you!" Li Danxun's face showed interest, said: "Good, seeing your path of swordsmanship, there's some merit, gained the essence of predecessors, I'll compete with you." "Do you need to rest for a moment, meditative regathering of Qi?" Ma Yihong had just experienced an unprecedented intense battle, although his Inner Strength was somewhat depleted, his Combat Will was strong, promptly said: "No need!" Li Danxun laughed loudly, exhibited movement technique, gracefully descended. His master, from Huangfu Family, had been a concealed hero in Blade Tao for many years, with other unique encounters, naturally gifted, how could Ma Yihong's master, merely Fifth Rank, be his match? The crowd saw Li Danxun without drawing the blade, using scabbard to strike, amid a flash of white, Ma Yihong's Shark Tooth Sword, which had shown some merit previously, was stricken to rise, lost its form. All present, skilled in martial arts, immediately saw the victory was decided in this move, yet afterward, Li Danxun continued striking, Wang Anfeng and Ma Yihong had a total of sixty-seven exchanges, he had already reached sixty-six moves. The final move, Overlord Unarmoring, perfectly defeated him. Not only that, it directly dislodged the Shark Tooth Sword, passed down generations, from Ma Yihong's hand, but also kicked Ma Yihong off the stage, an act nearly humiliating. Li Danxun retrieved the blade, turned towards Wang Anfeng's direction, smiled calmly: "It seems I'm slightly better." Although his manner was handsome and courteous, such deliberate suppressive move and kicking Ma Yihong off the stage unavoidably revealed frivolous provocation.