Little did he know, the moment he finished speaking, the crowd's chatter surged in wave after wave.
"Number One Person in Three Thousand Years" became the most frequently repeated phrase. If anyone else had said it, it would not have had such an impact. But the one who said it was Lu Bianyue, so Xu Yi's title of "Number One Person in Three Thousand Years" was all but set in stone.
Xu Yi cupped his fists. "Lord Lu, you flatter me. I hardly deserve it. May I ask if you need anything else? If not, I'll take my leave."
Lu Bianyue waved a hand. "It's not that easy. Remember, this is the Northern Heavenly Court. You're a Middle Traveler from the Southern Heavenly Court, and you've gone on a killing spree in our territory. Even if the people you slaughtered all deserved to die, where does that leave the dignity of our mighty Northern Heavenly Court? If I hadn't come, so be it. But now that I'm here, I can't just let you leave. Otherwise, word will get around, and I won't be able to keep my post as Border Pacification Envoy. Let's trade a few moves. I want to see the limits of your strength. If you lose, you'll resign from your post in the Southern Heavenly Court and spend thirty years at the Cliff of Reflection. How does that sound?"
Xu Yi stared coldly at Lu Bianyue and spread his hands. "It seems I don't have a choice. Then I'll be grateful for Brother Lu's guidance."
He could sense how powerful Lu Bianyue was. The strength radiating from his aura kept Xu Yi under constant, crushing pressure. It was a terrible feeling. He had little confidence, but a fight was unavoidable.
Xu Yi didn't waste a word. He