Huang Xiao had started out as a scholar without the strength to truss a chicken, entering the martial world halfway through his life, yet his deeds had left the people of the Jianghu marveling in a remarkably short time.
It was not just now. Even his appointment as the Yellow Gate's Arrest Sage back then had shaken the Jianghu.
There had never been an Arrest Sage so young. Although his appointment had resulted from a compromise between Huang Qitao and the Imperial Court, Huang Xiao's strength at the time could not be denied.
Dugu Sheng and Hong Yi, after all, had practiced martial arts since childhood. Though they had achieved a great deal and earned considerable renown, they did indeed pale beside Huang Xiao.
Especially over these past five years, both had trained like mad and made breakthroughs of their own, each believing he could gain the upper hand over the other. In the end, they discovered that they were still evenly matched, while a considerable gap remained between them and Huang Xiao. They could not help sighing over it.
"All right, I've said what I needed to say. Now it's your turn. I can tell that your cultivation is enough to leave those old fellows utterly astounded. Brother Dugu, I haven't really seen you fight yet, but that single burst of Sword Qi alone was enough to chill the heart. And Brother Hong, did you truly gain some insight from The Beggar Sutra? Even Dalzha's eighth level of the Wild Elephant Esoteric Sect Divine Skill was no match for you?" Huang Xiao asked.
"Yes. Otherwise, my strength wouldn't have increased so much," Hong Yi said with a nod.
"My breakthrough was all thanks to the Broken Sword Scripture you gave me back then, Brother Huang. Over these years, I've