Zheng Xiang's words rang out loud in the hall.
Though (in his opinion) he didn't say it out loud, everyone present at the scene heard him.
It took a few minutes for others to digest what he had just said, and in an instant, he was bombarded with an even more intense killing intent from all sides. Even his fellow new Inner COurt disciples were staring daggers at him.
As for the girl to who he had directed his words, had a seemingly nonchalant smile on her face as she replied, "Well, you can try touching me. However, I am not sure if all three of your legs will remain attached to your body or not."
"Uh… I think I spoke too fast." Zheng Xiang sweated from her simple look because it felt like a thousand swords were piercing his body. 'Who is she? So talented in sword cultivation? Is she a Core Disciple? Damn it, I should have kept my mouth shut.'
