We're Not Ducks

"This senior brother was never a good man to begin with. But don't be afraid. Everyone who died by my hand was a famous figure in the jianghu. A little fly like you? This senior brother has no interest!"

Then his gaze swept across the entire grounds. "Since all you junior brothers have come, I won't stand on ceremony. If you want me to be your junior brother, then show me what you're capable of. Otherwise, you'll be my junior brothers."

"Of course, I think you'd best not bring out any of your schemes to make fools of yourselves. I know you're unconvinced, so I'll draw a line in the sand. I challenge all of you right now. Come at me one by one. If any one of you can defeat me, I'll call you Senior Brother, and whatever you tell me to do, I'll do!"

"On the other hand, if I win, then you'll call me Senior Brother, and whatever I tell you to do, you'll do!"

Hearing this, everyone looked at one another, all sharing the same thought: Was this man an idiot? He wanted to face so many of us alone?

But then they remembered how he had captured Xiao Gonghe without anyone noticing, and their hearts turned cold. Could this man truly be a match for ten thousand?

Yet he had already laid out the terms, and they had come here to provoke him. How could they refuse? Xiao Gonghe, who had just been grabbed by Zhang Xiaohua, was the first to leap out. "You said that yourself. Any move, any Weapons, are allowed?"

Zhang Xiaohua smiled like he was watching prey about to jump into a trap. "Exactly."

"Fine." Xiao Gonghe drew his long sword and asked uneasily, "Then... I'll use swordsmanship. Aren't you... going