Weng Kuiwu stood upon the battle stage, brimming with complete confidence.
Hearing Tong Wanqiu's words, Weng Kuiwu smiled and said, "Whether I can succeed or not, Sister Qiu'er will know in just a moment!"
With that, Weng Kuiwu shifted his gaze, swept it across all the assembled Tong Family members, and shouted loudly, "Which of the Tong Family's geniuses dares to come up on stage and fight me?"
Naturally, everyone in the Tong Family was well aware of the purpose behind Weng Kuiwu's challenge to the Tong Family today.
In their hearts, the crowd sneered at the arrogant Weng Kuiwu. Even with his extraordinary talent, the idea of sweeping through all the Tong Family's younger generation was nothing more than wishful thinking.
There were many Tong Family disciples, and among them quite a few masters whose cultivation had reached the Spirit Martial Realm Ninth Level. In fact, two older disciples aged twenty-six or twenty-seven had already reached the Spirit Martial Realm Ninth Level Peak.
Swish!
The moment Weng Kuiwu's voice fell, a Tong Family disciple whose cultivation had reached the Spirit Martial Realm Ninth Level flew up onto the stage.
"Weng Kuiwu, if you want to sweep through our Tong Family disciples, you must first get past me!"
The Tong Family disciple who took the stage was a tall, robust young man with a face full of stubble, giving him a rather formidable appearance.
Weng Kuiwu glanced at the tall young man, smiled faintly, and said, "Tong Li, your cultivation and mine are on par, both at the Spirit Martial Realm Ninth Level Mid Stage. Let us exchange a single blow and decide the victor in one move, how about that?"
"Very well!" The tall young man, Tong Li, nodded.
Instantly, neither of them spoke further. Their respective auras surged