Sun Jian gave an arrogant laugh. "This disciple has no objections. I only hope Guest Official Yang won't flee at the crucial moment."
Yang Lingtian said indifferently, "I have no objections either."
The presiding elder nodded, then called out loudly, "Since neither side has any objections, the match begins."
The instant his voice fell, a murderous aura suddenly spread across the entire arena.
However, Sun Jian did not attack at once.
Instead, he folded his arms and looked Yang Lingtian up and down with contempt, a blatant sneer curling at the corner of his lips.
"Yang Tianling, is it? I hear you come from the ranks of the Rogue Cultivators?"
Sun Jian's voice carried a hint of mockery as it spread across the entire arena.
"Tsk, tsk. A barefoot nobody with no sect or school can actually muddle his way into the position of Guest Elder of my Xuanba Sword Sect."
"You really stepped in dog shit luck."
A suppressed ripple of laughter immediately rose from below the arena.
The smile at the corner of Li Ao's mouth grew increasingly smug.
He wanted Sun Jian to humiliate this ignorant Yang Lingtian viciously in front of everyone.
Sun Jian continued, his voice growing even more cutting. "But don't think that becoming a guest elder means you can rise to the heavens in a single step."
"In my Xuanba Sword Sect, strength is what ultimately speaks."
"A good-for-nothing who climbed upward by relying on a woman is destined to be nothing more than a fleeting joke."
The moment those words left his mouth, the entire arena erupted in an uproar.
Everyone could tell that Sun Jian was implying Yang Lingtian had relied on Liu Ruyan's connections to attain his current position.
That was tantamount to humiliating Liu Ruyan as well.
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