Because Spirit Tamers had ranks, there was a distinction between high and low. Those of higher rank held greater status and a louder voice. Nie Yun was one rank below the other man; speaking like this was tantamount to offending a superior and showing no respect for his elders. Liu Yuan's face immediately turned the color of pig liver.
"Kid, you're pretty arrogant!"
Clenching his teeth, Liu Yuan snorted, unable to contain the fury in his eyes.
"A mere Blood Pattern Spirit Tamer, trash of a person. If we're talking arrogance, you're still nowhere near me!"
With a flick of his hand, Nie Yun spoke indifferently.
Since he had agreed to join the competition, he might end up teaming up with these people. Rather than deal with the trouble of internal strife later, it was better to settle it now.
Though Liu Yuan was a Fifth Rank Spirit Tamer, his combat strength was only at the half-step Luo Immortal Realm, at most comparable to Nangong Xiao. He was not worth Nie Yun's vigilance.
So, since the other man refused to give him face, Nie Yun had no need to spare his face either. He directly trampled down that lofty dignity of his. Strike a snake at seven inches—there could be no mercy.
"Very good. I don't know what capital gives you the right to be so arrogant, but since you dare speak to me like this, if I don't teach you a lesson today, then I, Liu Yuan, might as well stop showing my face!"
With a snort, Liu Yuan strode forward. Reaching the center of the hall, he clasped his fists toward his master, Daoist Xiaoteng. "Master, this kid that Junior Sister found is arrogant beyond measure. This disciple wishes to teach him a lesson and let him know