Purple Manifestation True Person was unconvinced. He felt these Yang Spirit True Persons were all in league, looking down on him. Anger simmered in his heart, but he dared not let it flare up—dared not even show it. He lowered his head, stepped aside, and said nothing.
Little did he know that Lu Chen was profoundly grateful to him just then. Lu Chen had been unable to draw another breath, and defeat at Tang Changsheng's hands had been moments away.
Yet before his defeat became obvious, Purple Manifestation True Person had sent him off the field. His eye for the situation far surpassed Lu Chen's!
Tang Changsheng had driven Lu Chen from the stage in a single burst, yet he stood there calm and composed, neither panting nor sweating. Some could not bear the sight, especially those who thought his victory had relied too heavily on trickery. Their resentment only grew.
Then someone shouted, "I'm next!"
He leaped onto the field and called, "I am Zhang Qiuping, a disciple of True Person Ye Li of Mysterious Light Island. I've come to seek instruction in Master Tang's fine techniques!"
True Person Ye Li?
Tang Changsheng looked him over. The man was tall, with a temperament fierce as fire. His hair was flame-red, while his dark face bore faint traces of red. Something stirred in Tang Changsheng's mind, and he glanced toward the expert on the raised platform who cultivated a Primordial Spirit Dharma Form.
Sure enough, the man nodded and smiled. Evidently, this expert with the Firecloud Primordial Spirit was True Person Ye Li, and Zhang Qiuping was his disciple!
The other Mysterious Light Island disciples brightened at once. Zhang Qiuping clearly commanded considerable respect among them—far more than Wang Yanwen, at least.
Tang Changsheng did not dare take him lightly.