Xi Duofu expressed his helplessness, "Kid, you're not allowed to laugh. Do you think I wanted to take on this title? It's a rule passed down from our ancestors. At least I'm from the Mei Clan, so it doesn't sound too bad."
Ye Yinzhu looked at Xi Duofu with confusion, "But the swordsmanship you were using just now, it wasn't the Mei Clan's, was it?"
Xi Duofu snorted, "If I had used the Mei Clan Swordsmanship, do you think you would have been able to hold out against me for so long?" As he spoke, he raised his right hand, and a deep purple light shone out, instantly condensing into a longsword made entirely of pure energy in his grasp. Xi Duofu waved his hand casually, and immediately, nine neat purple plum blossoms appeared out of thin air.
