"Where was there ever any title of 'number one'? Cultivation was for oneself, not for comparing oneself to others," the Seventh Elder said with a shake of his head and a faint smile.
"Even so, I defeated everyone among the younger generation. I'll still take the title of number one," Dugu Ao declared domineeringly.
"No, there is still one person you haven't defeated," Xiao Yuexuan said from the side.
Dugu Ao narrowed his eyes slightly and stared directly at Xiao Yuexuan, waiting for her answer.
"The current Holy Son of our True Martial Sacred Sect," Xiao Yuexuan replied coldly.
Hearing this, Xu Zimo shook his head and laughed. The Sixth Elder really did have quite a big grudge against him!
He originally had no intention of getting involved. He had finally returned to the sect, so it was time to rest properly.
"The Holy Son is right here. If you want to prove yourself, you may challenge him," Xiao Yuexuan said calmly.
Dugu Ao turned around, and the long halberd in his hand erupted with a heaven-piercing aura.
His gaze swept across everyone below before finally meeting Xu Zimo's. He called out loudly, "Holy Son, would you care to offer guidance?"
"You've never been beaten up by society, have you?" Xu Zimo shook his head slightly.
He looked at Dugu Ao and asked, "You really want to fight me?"
"The Holy Son may also admit defeat," Dugu Ao replied evenly.
"Then come," Xu Zimo said as he slowly stepped onto the martial arena.
The autumn wind was bleak, and the great trees on either side stood there somewhat withered.
A few fallen leaves drifted slowly down from above with unhurried grace.
Battle Intent surged around Dugu Ao as he stared at Xu Zimo. "After this battle, I intend to go