This man was Qin Hong. A mocking smile hung on his face as he sneered at Shen Xiu.
"You should know your own worth now, shouldn't you?"
"I certainly do."
Shen Xiu nodded, then swept his gaze over the Sword Pavilion elders around him.
"Since you know it, you should understand that you hold no authority whatsoever in the Sword Pavilion. You'd better obediently go home and be an ordinary disciple, lest you lose your life."
"Lose my life?"
The corners of Shen Xiu's lips curled upward. "Then let's wait and see."
"You're courting death!"
Qin Hong flew into a rage at those words. His figure shot forward in an instant, and with a flick of his right arm, a Black Spear appeared in his hand.
Black Spear Aura erupted, and an icy chill instantly spread through the hall, making the temperature seem to drop by several degrees.
The Black Spear tore through the air with a piercing howl as it ruthlessly blasted toward Shen Xiu!
"Buzz!"
Shen Xiu raised his left hand and pointed a finger. A crimson streak of light shot out, colliding with the spear.
"Bang!"
In the next instant, the two exploded violently in midair. A savage gust swept outward, forcing quite a few weaker Sword Pavilion elders to stagger back several steps.
Yet Qin Hong did not move an inch.
A cold smile still rested on his aged, wrinkled face.
In his eyes, Shen Xiu was merely a Seven-Star Dou King, and one of the weakest in the Sword Pavilion. He simply was not worth Qin Hong's full strength.
As Shen Xiu and Qin Hong clashed, the other Dou Emperor experts watched with flickering eyes and eager interest.
"As expected of Shen Xiu. He actually blocked Qin Hong's spear strike. No wonder he was the