His eyes were bloodshot as he glared fixedly at Lin Xuan. The disguise of a virtuous monk had been completely torn away, revealing his competitive nature!
"What a silver tongue you have, Young Master Lin! This humble monk has certainly learned his lesson today!" he said through gritted teeth. "Since I can't win an argument with you, then let's settle this with our hands!"
"I'd like to see whether your martial arts are as impressive as your way with words!"
Before he had even finished speaking, his figure swayed, and he drifted down from the platform several dozen feet high, landing in the center of the square.
His monk's robes billowed as a scorching, domineering Energy Blast erupted around him!
Everyone nearby felt a wave of heat rush toward them. Those with weaker skills were forced to retreat again and again.
He knew that he had suffered a crushing defeat in today's debate and lost all face. Only by overwhelming Lin Xuan with the force of a thunderbolt in martial arts could he recover even a shred of his reputation!
He was confident that no matter how talented Lin Xuan was, he was still young. How profound could his Internal Energy cultivation possibly be?
He had spent decades immersed in martial arts and possessed the Flame Blade, a peerless technique. How could he lose to a mere brat?
Lin Xuan looked at his furious expression and simply smiled faintly.
He said gently to Little Dragon Girl, "Long'er, step back a little, so you don't get your clothes dirty."
Little Dragon Girl obediently nodded and stepped back.
Only then did Lin Xuan stroll over to Jiumozhi and stop ten paces away, still standing casually with his hands behind his back.
"If you want to fight, Master, I'm happy to oblige. But