Xu Yan slew the Sword Studio Master, and the momentum of the intent he had condensed grew another circle, constantly nourishing his martial foundation. He had taken another step toward accumulating enough foundation.
He glanced at Fan Kaishan, who was itching to act and brimming with anticipation, then turned and left.
He wasn't stupid enough to challenge a martial artist who had refined Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy.
With his current strength, he was absolutely no match for Fan Kaishan.
Unless he broke through to the Spirit Origin Realm.
"You're not going to keep attacking?"
Fan Kaishan was somewhat surprised.
Xu Yan stopped, pondered for a moment, then said, "Among the Spirit Realm's prodigies, I stand at the peak. Every other prodigy should lower their head when they see me. I, Xu Yan, came here to challenge the Spirit Realm's prodigies and defeat them all.
"I didn't come here to challenge old fogeys. Your strength may be impressive, but you're already so old and have only reached this level. You're not worth challenging.
"The Sword Studio Master cultivated the Way of the Sword, so I made one or two moves. You're not a sword cultivator, so you're not worth my taking action against!"
Fan Kaishan's expression cycled between green and red. Rage built in his chest. He was a dignified Supreme Expert, yet he had actually been looked down on by a mere yellow-haired brat?
What did he mean by "already so old and only at this level"?
"Brat, are you looking down on me?"
Fan Kaishan asked angrily in a low voice.
Xu Yan was an honest man. He nodded and admitted it without hesitation.
"Yes, I look down on you a little. After all, you're already so old and only this strong. If I were your age, I'd