What?!
The moment this news emerged, countless inner disciples were shocked beyond measure. They had never imagined that in such a short time, things would deteriorate to this extent.
"Didn't we tell those bastards not to accept his duels? Why couldn't they restrain themselves? Are they idiots?" an inner disciple cursed angrily.
"Senior Brother, it wasn't that we couldn't restrain ourselves. That brat's tongue was simply too vicious. Once he gained the upper hand, he showed no mercy."
The man gritted his teeth. "That brat said on the spot that if we didn't dare fight him because we feared his formidable combat strength, he could refrain from using his hands. If that still wasn't enough, he wouldn't use his feet either. And if we were still scared, he could even close his eyes.
"Most infuriatingly, he declared provocatively that if any inner disciple could make him move three steps, it would count as his loss.
"You can imagine it. Once he said that, how could we possibly sit still? We have our pride too. If we couldn't defeat an enemy even after he bound his own hands and feet and shut his eyes, we would truly become a laughingstock. How could we ever face anyone if word got out? Some hot-tempered senior brothers and junior brothers couldn't take it and rushed forward."
His face was full of helplessness.
"This!"
Hearing this, the inner disciples could only sigh helplessly. That brat was too ruthless. Those words had practically forced them into a dead end. If they still didn't dare accept the duel, then they truly would be no different from trash.
Not even a pig could tolerate such a thing.
"How strong were those inner disciples? Did they pose any threat to him at all?"
Someone immediately asked.
"At minimum, they