"Do you mean that as long as we win one match against you, you'll let us pass?" Old Master asked.
"That's right, but you can't possibly win." Jin Bao sneered. Though he had always called Old Master and Second Master his friends, he had never taken their group seriously.
They came from Golden Tiger Mountain, a truly terrifying clan among the Demon Race.
If Human Race cultivators from the Extraterritorial Lands Faction or the Ancient Faction had arrived, they would have let them through immediately without another word.
But Black Cloud City came from the secular world. What experts could it possibly have?
Though Golden Tiger Mountain did not belong to the Ancient Faction, it had sealed off its mountain a thousand years ago. Only after the Rebirth of Spiritual Energy did it break free of its seal. It knew little about Human Race forces and had no idea that Black Cloud City had produced a Sword Demon Xiao Chen.
"If you want to fight, then fight. Why waste words?" Xu Potian stepped forward. His Slaying Heaven and Earth Blade had improved again recently, so this was the perfect chance to test it out.
"Jin Chuan, you go. Spar with this young friend and let him understand the might of Golden Tiger Mountain." Jin Bao's eyes carried a trace of coldness.
"Yes, Elder!" A youth with a long, narrow saber scar across his left cheek soon emerged from Golden Tiger Mountain's ranks. His aura was incomparably terrifying, radiating a faint King Realm pressure.
"A young King Realm?" Xu Potian was dumbfounded. He had not expected them to disregard all martial ethics and directly send a young King Realm cultivator to fight him. This was completely using the big to bully the small.
"Don't misunderstand. I'm not trying to bully you.