"Heh heh..."
Among the five, a short, stocky middle-aged man in white robes suddenly laughed.
"Nothing's wrong. I just want to challenge you."
As he spoke, he stepped forward and reached for the gourd with his heavily callused hand.
"What, are you nuts...?"
Su Xinghe sounded casual, but the Qi-Blood power inside him was already poised to erupt.
The burly man before him had a formidable aura. Though weaker than Steward Kong Yuan's, it far surpassed that of the Sixth-Rank eunuch he had killed at the Lu Family estate.
Moreover, he sensed an unusual movement in the man's Qi-Blood power. Clearly, this was the precursor to a Force-Amplification Secret Technique.
Boom! A thunderous crash rang out.
Both men retreated several steps.
As their force surged, they crushed a broad patch of floor tiles beneath their feet.
Su Xinghe's arm felt a little numb.
In that exchange, he had already unleashed the full amplification of the Head-Cleaving Technique. To think that even fifty thousand jin of tremendous force had only earned him an even match.
"You've got some strength!"
Zhao Yichen shook out his arm, his expression darkening.
His palm strike had looked simple, but he had secretly circulated his Astral Qi. Though he had neither fully activated his amplification technique nor projected his Astral Qi outward, the strike had carried at least fifty thousand jin of tremendous force.
Yet with just this much strength, the brat had dared accept the Yi Thirteen Token!
He felt even more confident in his plan.
His gaze fixed firmly on the lucky young man before him, Zhao Yichen said grimly:
"Everyone says a newcomer joined the Bureau this year who dared attack a Grandmaster. The moment he walked through the door, he put on white robes and received the token ranked thirteenth."
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