"Master Li, please!" Yin Huayi's entire body was wreathed in imposing waves of energy, his luxuriant hair fluttering in the energy hurricane, making him look devastatingly handsome. No wonder he was hailed as the most handsome man on the frontier. At the Sky City exchange meet, every match had drawn crowds packed shoulder to shoulder simply because he was too handsome. But things that only saved face came and went quickly. Once a person became too arrogant, someone would naturally teach him how to behave. Even now, I still remembered Shao Zi's appearance back then—she had needed only one strike to knock him straight down into the abyss.
Li Tianjing gritted his teeth, but being quite crafty, he quickly thought of a way to defuse the situation. Looking toward Daoist Xichen, he said, "Heh heh, even if Elder Yin, the Grand Deacon, has kindly challenged me, this old man still can't go in there and fight. With my strength and Fellow Daoist Yin's, this arena wouldn't last even half a move. So it's better not to ruin Fellow Daoist Xichen's territory. If we truly want to exchange sword techniques, there will be plenty of opportunities later. Right, Fellow Daoist Xichen?"
Daoist Xichen naturally didn't dare go against Li Tianjing's wishes. He also said with a chuckle, "That's right. In the art of swordsmanship, exchanging pointers and determining superiority is perfectly ordinary. But both of you seem to be carrying a spark of anger right now, so it's better not to spar here. Besides, both sides' disciples are present. Whoever loses will hurt the other's reputation. If you truly want to fight, it would be best to find somewhere deserted—"
"Shut up!" Yin Huayi's expression darkened. He did not take Daoist Xichen seriously at all. He gave a cold laugh and