Huo Tianqing had intended to return and wait for his duel with Lu Xiaofeng at sunrise tomorrow.
Lu Xiaofeng was a peerless prodigy renowned throughout the world, but Huo Tianqing did not believe he would lose.
He was the sect leader of the Heavenly Poultry Sect. In years past, the Heavenly Bird Old Man had shaken the jianghu with his might, and his two disciples, the Two Elders of Shangshan, had also enjoyed illustrious reputations.
Even the Heavenly Bird Old Man's grand-disciple, Great Hero Shanxi Yan, enjoyed considerable fame today.
Yet although he was the leader of the Heavenly Poultry Sect, none of its fame had come from him. Instead, from the moment he was born, he had enjoyed the attention of the jianghu and the care of the sect's members.
Proud as he was, he refused to accept this. His talent was clearly good, and his martial arts had even surpassed those of his martial nephew Shanxi Yan. Why, whenever anyone mentioned him, was he always the heir to the Heavenly Poultry Sect, the Heavenly Bird Old Man's son, or the Two Elders of Shangshan's junior martial brother?
He did not want to be the leader of the Heavenly Poultry Sect, so the sect had kept a low profile for over a decade, almost to the point of being forgotten by the jianghu.
This time, he would defeat Lu Xiaofeng, the jianghu's acknowledged genius, accomplish something that would shake the world, and prove his strength.
He would make every member of the Heavenly Poultry Sect understand that the sect should take pride in him, not the other way around.
But before he could leave to prepare, he saw someone approaching him.
He had wanted to go around, only for the other man to block him twice.
Huo Tianqing's anger