As Yu Shangrong returned the Longevity Sword to its scabbard, Ouyang Ziyun kept staring at Yu Shangrong's every move. Finally, he could not help but ask, "Young man, who's your master?"
"It's not important," Yu Shangrong said.
Ouyang Ziyun replied, "It's very important."
"I'm very sorry. According to the rules of the competition, you've already lost. You should leave the arena," Yu Shangrong said.
Ouyang Ziyun frowned slightly.
When Yu Shangrong saw that Ouyang Ziyun did not show any signs of moving, he gestured with his hand and said again, "Time is precious. Please."
Ouyang Ziyun said, "If it weren't because of my considerations for your master, I'm afraid you'd have lost."
Yu Shangrong did not seem affected by these words. He only said, "I could feel you were holding back so I only used 50% of my strength."
"..."
The crowd was in an uproar when they heard Yu Shangrong's words.
