"Since when could a one-star Dou Ling enter the Sixth Floor?"
At those words, Xiao Fan and the others frowned and turned toward the voice. A rather effeminate-looking man in pale red robes stood among the crowd, with two followers behind him.
"Well, look who it is. Beauty Yao."
Lin Yan looked back, then sneered at the red-robed man. "Your strength doesn't seem all that impressive either."
"Hmph!" The man called Beauty Yao shot Lin Yan an ugly look, then said flatly, "If my strength isn't impressive, why don't you go have some fun with Brother Liu Qing? He happens to be cultivating here."
"Yao Sheng, stop dragging Liu Qing into everything. I, Lin Yan, wasn't raised on fear. If I meet him in the tournament, I'll fight him just the same. If you don't like it, why don't we have a little spar?"
Lin Yan glanced at Yao Sheng, his tone dripping with disdain.
Then he turned toward Xiao Yan and told them, "This fellow is Yao Sheng. He belongs to Liu Qing's crowd and has his eye on Liu Fei. When he heard about your clash with Liu Fei last time, he wanted to come make trouble for you, but Liu Qing stopped him."
Toward the end, Lin Yan's tone grew more serious.
"Don't underestimate him just because he looks a little girlish. He's considerably stronger than Bai Cheng. He's a Seven-Star Dou Ling now, ranked seventeenth on the strong ranking."
After hearing Lin Yan's explanation, Xiao Fan and Xiao Yan nodded.
Xiao Fan was now a Seven-Star Dou Ling as well. Of course, in an actual fight, his strength should be no less than that of a Dou Wang expert.
Although Xiao Yan was only at the peak of one-star Dou Ling, if it came to a