Some people might have a misconception, believing that disciples guarding the gates were generally weak, disregarded rookies, and thus were often beaten black and blue by those challenging the gates in just a few moves. In truth, that was not the case.
Since they served as guardians, they often bore the responsibility of upholding the sect's face and might even have to repel an enemy's first wave of attack. If their martial arts were not strong enough, not only would the sect lose face, but their own lives would also be in great danger.
Thus, in terms of martial attainment, these two disciples beneath the mountain gate actually surpassed quite a few disciples watching the matches below. Their foundations were solid, their internal strength deep, and their minds well-tempered. They absolutely counted as outstanding talents.
Placed in the Divine Constable Gate, they would have been prime candidates for Gold Badge Constables. With sufficient ability and seniority, they could even become Gold Badge Captains. This showed the foundation and strength of Great Snow Ridge.
When ordinary people faced the two men's stern questioning, they would only feel a chill rise from their hearts. Then, with a longsword pointed at them, even skilled postnatal martial artists would find their limbs going weak and their minds unsettled.
Someone stronger might do no more than beat the pair until they scattered like fallen flowers and fleeing rats, perhaps even drawing the attention of Great Snow Ridge's experts.
Xiang Yang merely glared lightly at them. The power of his primordial spirit surged forth, releasing two beams of crystalline Divine Radiance that bored into their eyes, leaving phantom images swirling in a haze.
Thus, the two men, who were ordinarily considered fairly outstanding among the disciples, dazedly tossed their longswords to the ground. They unconsciously shut