"He admitted it. He admitted!" exclaimed those people around suddenly.
Jian Wushuang admitted that he had passed the eighth trial bridge's test before many genius disciples.
"It really is you!" Pang Tao's face flushed red.
Jian Wushuang flipped his hands and took out two jade slips. "These two jade slips are the items I obtained after crossing the eighth trial bridge. The first jade slip is Purple Blood Saint's insights on sword principle while the second jade slip is the Purple Blood Sword Skill which was self-invented by Purple Blood Saint. I have all of it here, but why should I give you these two jade slips? What makes you think you deserve it?"
'What makes you think you deserve it?'
These simple seven words made everyone around him stagnate.
So what if Jian Wushuang had admitted to it?
He won the two jade slips through testifying his strength, so he was the rightful owner. Why should he give it away to Pang Tao for nothing?
