Many people did not know Ye Xiwen's background. He certainly looked exceedingly arrogant.
"You may not know him, but you must have heard that Duan Long Wuyu was defeated a year ago. The one who defeated him was this man before us, the Suicidal Scholar. He beat Duan Long Wuyu with virtually no suspense!"
"What? He's the Suicidal Scholar? I heard he's formidable, but I don't know the specifics!"
"How tragic. Our dignified Dragon Severing Family has actually fallen so low that we must rely on outsiders now!"
"Ye Xiwen is quite strong. He defeated Duan Long Wuyu before, but Duan Long Wuyu is far stronger than he was then, yet he still lost to Feng Chengzhi. No matter how strong Ye Xiwen is, I'm afraid he cannot be mentioned in the same breath as Feng Chengzhi!"
"We have no other options now. The Artifact Emperor Pavilion is powerful and bullies us so excessively. What can we do?"
Many people discussed among themselves, their divine senses weaving past one another.
In the arena, Feng Chengzhi looked toward Ye Xiwen. At last, Ye Xiwen had sparked a trace of his interest. Ye Xiwen still carried some of the aura of having just passed through a divine tribulation, an unimaginable might.
"I never expected the Dragon Severing Family to have someone with a little courage. But courage alone is utterly useless. You've only just attained the Dao, yet you dare act so wildly before me?" Feng Chengzhi said aggressively, though his tone was unhurried. It merely conveyed his complete disdain for Ye Xiwen.
"Attained the Dao? More or less. But it's enough to kill you," Ye Xiwen said calmly. His expression did not change as mana throughout his body began to boil. On the way here from the depths of the Dragon