Sending someone who looks just like a high school student to challenge the prestigious martial arts hall was quite disrespectful!
Master Zhuo's face darkened, and he snorted coldly, "Zhuo Yang, don't disappoint me!"
Zhuo Yang was the most formidable disciple under his command, and even by Tianhai City's standards, he was quite impressive. Facing a high school student, Master Zhuo felt it was somewhat bullying.
But their arrogance was of their own making!
Zhuo Yang stepped to the center of the arena, bowed with clasped hands, while Jin Zhixuan slowly stepped forward, completely ignoring Zhuo Yang.
His face was full of disdain, not even willing to give Zhuo Yang another glance, his arrogance inflamed Zhuo Yang's anger in an instant.
