Three of them encircled Su Xin together, but the end result was two of them getting severely wounded by Su Xin's sword alone. The remaining one, Zhang Guang, in fright, surrendered directly. This result immediately turned the faces of Yan Zhongheng and the others as black as the bottom of a pot.
However, the martial artists of Mount Shang City that were watching didn't care. Although everyone dared not cheer loudly, they were all quietly discussing how incredibly strong Su Xin is, letting phrases like the "worthy of his name on the List of powerhouses" slip out, which made the faces of Yan Zhongheng and his team look even more unsightly.
Su Xin put away his sword, looked at them with a faint smile, and said, "How about it? Have you had enough or should we keep going? I, Meng Qingze, am ready to accompany anyone who wishes to fight again, even if there are six more of you."
"Let's go!" Yan Zhongheng glared hatefully at Su Xin and then turned around to leave.
