"Tan Ming, you certainly took in a fine disciple," Wan Liukong said.
"You flatter me. I'm very pleased with this disciple of mine," Tan Ming said smugly. "What about you, Brother Wan? Have you taken any disciples?"
"No." Wan Liukong shook his head. "All these years, I've devoted all my attention to the saber path. How could I have any attention left for anything else?"
"Tsk, tsk, Tan Ming, just look at you gloating," Baili Zhen called out. "You only took in a disciple, didn't you?"
"Do you have one?" Tan Ming shot him a glance. "Even if you do, does he have the talent my disciple has?"
"Hmph, just wait. Once I find my disciple, I'll have him face yours and settle who's better," Baili Zhen said with a cold snort.
Hong Yi was the disciple he was most pleased with, and he did not believe Hong Yi was inferior to Dugu Sheng.
Especially since Dugu Sheng was Tan Ming's disciple. He and Tan Ming had competed all their lives, each with his share of victories and defeats.
Naturally, he also hoped his own disciple could surpass Tan Ming's.
"Boast all you like, but who can compare with the Huang lad?" Fan Liya said with a cold laugh.
Fan Liya's words drew cold snorts from both Tan Ming and Baili Zhen.
"That's true. Among the younger generation today, there really isn't anyone who can match the Huang lad's strength. Even Sword God Yi and Li Chaoxun are probably some distance behind him now, aren't they? At most, only Pang Yi of the God-Burying Hall is qualified to stand beside him," Jiang Pandong said.
As he spoke, Jiang Pandong could not help glancing at Leng Guhan and Li Bai.
Leng Guhan's expression did not change in the slightest. There was