The sunset cast its fading glow as Hua Youque stood with one hand behind his back and the other holding a folding fan. If not for the flamboyantly extravagant attire he was wearing, he would have appeared to have a dash of elegance at least superficially.
Ye Feng simply smiled indifferently. He then leisurely stepped forward into the martial arts training field, walking up to Hua Youque.
Hua Youque said with a smile, "Northern King of Xuanyuan Nation, a name that resounds with great fame. It is a great honor to duel with you today. It's just that I see you are merely at the peak of Martial King Realm and have yet to reach the Realm of the Divine Path."
At these words, the corners of Hua Youque's mouth lifted in a mocking tone as he said, "To be fair, I'll allow you the use of one weapon, of course, a treasure weapon would also be acceptable. Otherwise, if the word spreads out, people in the martial arts world might say that my victory over you was not won by true martial prowess."
