A Wager on the Honor of Humanity's Strongest Swordsman

Bai Pu secretly felt that things were going badly.

Bei Ming Ji Hu was a sword fanatic. Could it be that seeing a worthy opponent had stirred his fighting spirit, and he wanted to exchange moves with him? The problem was that Bai Pu had serious business in the Eternal Night Dark Sea, and an Awakened's stay was limited. How could he waste time on something meaningless?

Even if he wanted to refine his profound meaning, he needed to rely on the profound meaning insights from mission rewards. A face-to-face sparring match like this might not bring even the slightest improvement after ten days of fighting.

What if Bei Ming Ji Hu enjoyed himself so much that he dragged Bai Pu into sparring with him every day? Would they still get any serious business done?

Before he could figure out how to respond, Dongbo Cheng Zhi smiled and nodded. "That's right. Steel Heart did this before the Azure Emperor Phantom, and I witnessed it personally."

Bei Ming Ji Hu's already ramrod-straight body immediately leaned forward. "I also heard that you killed the Red Emperor in the Great Desolate River?"

Dongbo Cheng Zhi nodded with a smile. "That's right. I witnessed that as well. The strength Steel Heart unleashed at the time was truly the greatest I have ever seen in my life."

Bai Pu: "..."

Bei Ming Ji Hu rubbed his carrot-thick fingers together. His eyes brimmed with excitement, yet also held traces of doubt and scrutiny as he stared at Bai Pu.

"When I was at Black Tortoise Rock, I heard that you had slain the Red Emperor, and I was already puzzled. When I first met you, you were merely a weak Wild Warrior. Your swordsmanship could not even be considered beginner-level. Could you truly have advanced so