The wind stilled.
Even the sun seemed to have hidden behind the clouds, and the sky darkened.
The air seemed to freeze as well. Everyone's gaze fell upon the two men on the platform.
"I have long heard that Hall Master Guan's Tiger Subduing Fist stands unrivaled beneath heaven. May I have the honor of witnessing it today?"
Wei Zhendong spoke.
"Everyone says that Master Wei's Eagle Claw Technique and Iron Shirt are both peerless. Guan has long wished to experience them for himself!"
Guan Lie replied calmly.
"They're about to fight!"
Inside the tea house's private room, Shen Kaijiang and the other two all stood and moved to the window, their eyes blazing as they watched the arena. Both were genuine Peak Hua Jin experts; even watching them should yield some insight.
"Who do you think will win?"
Chen Yingzhong asked in a deep voice.
"Wei Zhendong, I'd say!"
"He is, after all, an Inner Sect Disciple of the Eagle Claw Sect. And so far, no one has been able to break through Wei Zhendong's Iron Shirt!"
Zhou Yundong said solemnly.
Shen Kaijiang and Chen Yingzhong said nothing, but their expressions made their views clear. They did not favor Guan Lie either. After all, Guan Lie was already over fifty, while Wei Zhendong was in the prime of his life. There was an inherent gap in their stamina.
Meanwhile, three people were also seated in a private room of the restaurant next door.
One of them was Qin Linshan, along with two others.
One was Luo Jiangyan, dressed in snow-white robes, her temperament cold and aloof. The other was a middle-aged man in his thirties.
Before the two of them, Qin Linshan was actually seated in a side seat, his manner respectful.
"Jiangyan, who do you think will win?"