At that moment, Tang Yi released his grip and asked with a smile, "It was rumored that ten years ago, there was a 'Sword God' in the martial world who could wield a wooden sword and win without any moves, astonishing the heavens and making ghosts and gods weep."
"Are you his disciple?"
Nameless got up from the ground, his face somewhat pale. He stared at Tang Yi and said, "What is your relationship with my master?"
Tang Yi finally showed emotion and said, "We have no relationship. However, I didn't expect that you actually received his true teachings."
Upon hearing this, Nameless's expression turned somber as he said, "I am not his disciple. He only taught me how to use a sword but refused to take me as his apprentice."
"Now I finally understand why he wouldn't accept me as his disciple, he deemed me unworthy!"
"Indeed, today I have truly disgraced him."
A self-assured person, who had never formally become a disciple, had suffered such a crushing defeat in front of his peers.
