Si Kongxuan narrowed his eyes, his expression terrifyingly grim. He would never let this matter rest. Lin Taichu had actually dared to injure him; sooner or later, he would collect this debt.
"Is anyone else challenging?" the referee asked, his gaze sweeping continuously across the crowd. Yet no one stepped forward to continue the challenge.
"Since no one is willing to fight, I announce that Lin Taichu has won this match," the referee declared loudly.
"I still wish to continue challenging," Lin Taichu suddenly said, a sharp glint flashing through his eyes. He wanted to prove himself here, to show Si Konghan just how foolish his decision had been. He wanted everyone to know that he was the strongest, that Si Konghan could never be mentioned in the same breath as him.
"This..." Many people froze upon hearing this. Lin Taichu actually intended to fight three consecutive matches. What audacity!
A flash of fury immediately crossed Si Kongxuan's face. He was a member of the imperial clan—how could he allow a mere rogue cultivator to trample upon him?
To him, this was the greatest humiliation.
His figure flickered as he left the arena directly. He knew Lin Taichu would not let him off easily, so he could only avoid the edge for now.
"Are you certain you wish to continue?" the referee asked Lin Taichu. Lin Taichu nodded and said, "Of course."
"Very well." The referee answered, then added, "This match will be Lin Taichu against Ouyang Huang."
As soon as the referee's words fell, the entire venue fell silent. Not a sound could be heard as countless gazes converged in one direction, where a group of figures stood—the team led by Ouyang Huang.
"Ouyang Huang is taking the field. I wonder who will prove stronger this time," someone in