From this action alone, no one else in Great Western City, or even across the Great Western Region, would dare to challenge Fang Xingjian anymore.
As for Tian Yi, the challenger, he had already disappeared without a trace by the time people remembered him. No one knew where he had gone.
Anderson had not even attended the battle at the arena. It was not because he knew that Fang Xingjian had no plans to be present for the challenge, but rather, it was because he knew that it was impossible for the person called Tian Yi to be a match for Fang Xingjian.
Right now, Fang Xingjian, having gone through three consecutive days of training in seclusion, had already successfully synthesized all of his sword techniques together, and his cultivation was unfathomable.
