Before Ye Tian could answer, a muffled voice rang out. "So this is what heroes and fine men mean—wounding people with hidden arrows and repaying kindness with enmity. I've learned something today."
Only then did Ye Tian notice that quite a few outer disciples had gathered around. It seemed Li Jianhua had deliberately chosen a crowded spot. He really appeared to have something to rely on and was dead set on regaining his face.
What made Ye Tian even more wary was that, despite the others' mocking remarks, Li Jianhua, though red-faced and thick-necked, surprisingly did not retort. He merely stared fixedly at Ye Tian, his eyes brimming with provocation.
This puzzled Ye Tian. This fellow seemed convinced he could defeat him and leave everyone around them speechless. The problem was that Ye Tian believed the other man ought to understand the gap between them. Where had this confidence of certain victory come from in just one month?
If Ye Tian's realm had not broken through before, he might have been wary of this Li Jianhua, who was acting strangely at every turn. But now, he happened to need a whetstone.
Li Jianhua wanted to knock him to the ground and regain his face, but did Ye Tian not likewise want to use him to temper the spiritual power that had just grown stronger? That would be immensely beneficial to his coming cultivation.
Thus, he readily agreed to Li Jianhua's challenge.
It had to be said that, in terms of sect rules alone, Blazing Fire Temple truly had some of the bearing of a famous great sect. Not only did it strictly forbid disciples from fighting privately, it also prohibited the wanton slaughter of innocents.
However, Ye Tian remained convinced that Blazing Fire Temple was "gold and jade on the