"What nonsense! Qi Hao, you entered the Qingyun Sect at seven and have cultivated for more than twenty years. You're already at the seventh level of Foundation Establishment, yet you say you want to fight a disciple in the Spirit Refining Realm. You're certainly making your master Cang Song proud."
Tian Buyi was the first to speak sarcastically.
Tian Ling also cut in disdainfully. "Exactly, exactly! You've cultivated for so many years, while my Senior Brother Jiang has only cultivated for two months. It's obvious you want to bully someone younger than you. Shameless!"
Qi Hao's face flushed with embarrassment after being mocked by Tian Ling, and he was utterly humiliated.
But Tian Ling's open support of Jiang Siming also made him intensely jealous.
In the heat of the moment, he retorted, "Isn't your father bullying us by fighting us as well?"
"You!" Tian Ling was so angry that she was rendered speechless, while Tian Buyi's face turned black as charcoal.
Jiang Siming spoke up at this point. "Enough. You just want an excuse, don't you? I accept. Let's bet your Ice Sword."
"Good! If I win, I'll only take back this Dragon Slaying Sword." Qi Hao immediately agreed, afraid Jiang Siming would regret it.
"Xiao Jiang, you..." Tian Buyi still wanted to persuade him.
Jiang Siming merely smiled. "Elder Tian, don't worry. I only happened to pick up this Dragon Slaying Sword, so winning or losing isn't important. Besides, with you protecting me nearby, nothing serious will happen to me. I'll just treat this as practice. Losing is losing. There's nothing embarrassing about it."
Jiang Siming's bearing won over everyone on Great Bamboo Peak. Tian Ling, in particular, gazed at him with glistening eyes like an infatuated little fan.
Tian Buyi had no choice but to stop trying to