The atmosphere suddenly grew tense, and naturally, the meal was off.
The Martial Arts Notables rose from their seats one after another, hoping to stop the Sword Art Master from the Eastern Three Provinces. He mustn't let his anger get the better of him and do something irrational.
After all, when an elder bullied a junior, winning brought no honor, and losing was even more humiliating.
Though times had changed and traditional martial arts had gradually left the stage of history, replaced by planes, guns, cannons, and tanks, "The chivalrous violate prohibitions with martial arts" had never changed. The authorities had always been wary of it.
Practicing Fancy Fist and Embroidered Leg to keep fit was perfectly fine. But if someone relied on their strength to fight and kill, the Six Doors had never shown mercy in such matters.
Losing his temper in front of government officials was truly unwise.
"If you're a man, draw your sword!"
Xue Wenhua was blinded by rage.
The sight of a Tank Cannon pressed against his back had been such a humiliating disgrace that he would never forget it for the rest of his life. Now that he saw Li Bai showing off again, how could he hold back? He had to teach this arrogant fellow a lesson.
Among those trying to talk him down, some sincerely hoped to keep the peace. Others had less noble intentions: they wanted the Sword Immortal from You Province to test just how strong this Li Bai, the Sword Immortal Jiangnan's "Hundred Step Divine Fist" had brought in, really was. Some even fanned the flames with their words, maliciously goading him.
The officials attending the conference looked displeased. These Martial Artists had no respect for them at all, causing a scene right there and then and putting them