"Wait! Stop fighting! I surrender! I surrender!"
Staring at the snow-white blade suspended three inches above his head, Evil Monk Yuantong could even feel the biting blade aura clinging to its edge, cold and menacing.
Cold sweat poured down his forehead like rain as Yuantong repeatedly raised his hands in surrender.
"My lord, please don't act rashly. I'm a law-abiding citizen—a law-abiding citizen!"
By now, the martial world figures around them had erupted into an uproar. Their eyes were wide with shock, practically bulging from their sockets!
"He... he actually won?!!!"
"Big news! This is huge news!!!"
"Even the Evil Monk of Luanchan Temple was no match for him. Just who is this young man? Since when did the Flying Fish Guard have such a prodigy?!"
"Hehe, everyone says the Heavenly Supervision Department is setting like the sun, but look at this—some young man from a remote little town can overturn the long-famous Evil Monk. They say a starving camel is still bigger than a horse. Looks like that's true after all."
"Could it be that this lord is simply powerful himself, and it has nothing to do with the Heavenly Supervision Department..."
"Hey! What a bunch of country bumpkins. Lord Chen became famous while still young. A month ago, he single-handedly fought nineteen Tiger Head Mountain Bandits in succession. Not long ago, he bathed the Blood Wolf Gang in blood and slew the Rebirth Cult's White Lotus Dao Soldiers in battle. Even the Rebirth Cult's White Lotus Dao Soldiers died miserably at Lord Chen's hands. What does a mere Evil Monk amount to?"
"Hiss—"
A chorus of sharp inhales rose from the crowd, and some could not help clicking their tongues.
"Even the Rebirth Cult's White Lotus Dao Soldiers were no match for this lord?"
The White Lotus Dao