The atmosphere in Changan was so vibrant and lively that it almost chased away the wintery snow.
The city was still filled with endless chattering.
There was an uproar in the gambling house in Changan as if someone had splashed it with boiling water. Most of the gamblers were wailing loudly, some of them shed tears of joy.
It had only been less than fifteen minutes since the battle between the Sword Guild and the Main Path Guild had begun, but the Main Path Guild's team led by Li Yuanzhen had been defeated.
"A bunch of useless shits! Where did their previous confidence go? Was it all a pretense?"
"Where was the team who destroyed the new disciples from other sects? Li Yuanzhen is just a big bully!"
"What kind of stupid strategy this is? Just defending without attacking. A defense so fragile that it was crippled within seconds! Idiots! Idiots!"
"Such a weak defense. I could do that too! Garbage!"
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