What right does he have to be so arrogant?
Is it because he's skilled in both magic and martial arts?
Or does he think that my junior brother is as weak as the successors of small sects like the Lan Hua Sect?
In the midst of his shock, a series of doubts surfaced in Zhang Qian's mind.
There were no answers.
But in Zhang Qian's view, with Murong Sheng's strength and wielding the Taiyin Xuan Sword, cutting down Ye Fan with Wudang Sect's treasured Taiyin Xuanmen Sword Technique would be as easy as slicing vegetables.
Thinking this, Zhang Qian sneered disdainfully, "Please rest assured, Mr. Ye, I'll convey your words exactly as you said. Now, please sign here so that in case of any accidents during the duel, the Yanhuang Organization cannot hold anyone accountable."
Whoosh—
Ye Fan expressionlessly unfolded the letter of challenge, taking in its contents at a glance.
