Tang Yi's maneuver was astonishing, leaving him terrified!
"What happened, Great Elder? Did this dog of a thing sneak attack you?"
"That Tang, I'm going to fight you to the death!" Yan Sufeng, in the distance, hadn't seen clearly what had happened.
Unable to contain his rage, he drew a dagger, eyes blazing as he stabbed toward Tang Yi.
"Bang!"
Tang Yi picked up a chopstick from the table and shot it at the opponent's dagger.
With a clang, it broke Yan Sufeng's dagger into two pieces. A chopstick fell to the ground.
Yan Sufeng stood there, stunned, looking at the broken dagger in his hand, speechless like a stone sculpture.
Tang Yi snorted coldly and said sternly, "Always accusing others of not following the code of martial arts. But people like you who bully the weak and fear the strong, what do you know about martial virtue?"
"It's a day of great celebration, and I don't wish to start a killing spree!"
"But if there's a next time, you will surely die! Now get lost!"
