After Zhao Yuanhong left, quite a few people secretly began to pity Yang Chen. In their eyes, before long, Yang Chen would likely vanish without a trace within the Seven Swords Pavilion and learn what it meant to keep a low profile.
All those so-called geniuses who tried to challenge senior disciples ended up like this.
These new members were all proud and arrogant. Thinking themselves geniuses, they feared neither heaven nor earth, yet ignored the terror of these senior disciples. Clashes frequently breaking out was nothing unusual.
Very soon, Yang Chen would learn what cruelty was.
"I heard this Yang Chen is an unparalleled genius."
"Yeah, all four assessments reached the level of an unparalleled genius: actual combat, mental fortitude, quantity of Dao Intent Inscriptions, and age. Every single one received an unparalleled genius rating."
"Hahaha, that must be why this guy is so arrogant."
"Yeah, these geniuses know they are extraordinarily gifted and think their strength will be overwhelmingly powerful as well. What happened to that guy who tried to challenge Zhao Yuanhong last time? After Zhao Yuanhong gave him a thorough beating, he seemed to become completely obedient. He kept going out to do missions and did not even dare show his face before Zhao Yuanhong."
"Yeah, hehe, another one is about to appear this time."
For a time, discussions erupted all around them. No one thought highly of Yang Chen. After all, throughout the ages, every new Seven Swords Pavilion member who tried to challenge a senior disciple had ended up losing miserably.
And of all people to provoke, Yang Chen had provoked Zhao Yuanhong, one of the more outstanding senior disciples!
Zhao Yuanhong had mastered more than ten thousand Dao Intent Inscriptions. This was already a match with no suspense whatsoever.
Yet Yang Chen remained