An Arranged Duel (1)

Li Yan considered the Devil Guard's response time.

But he did not know that the Devil Guard always operated this way. They usually appeared just after someone had finished fighting.

That way, they could catch the "culprits" and make an example of them while squeezing a fair amount of profit out of them.

Li Yan thanked Master Wanxiang.

Before the Devil Guard drew near, Jiao Wuxing's venomous voice rang out.

"Who are you?"

He was no fool. He had already realized that this man was completely unlike any of the Falling Star Valley experts described in the information he had received. In particular, no spell cultivator could match that brute strength.

Nor did he say anything about his opponent winning unfairly. That would only have demeaned him.

"Well met, fellow Daoist. Zhang Ming of Falling Star Valley!"

Since Li Yan had already acted, he naturally had no intention of concealing his identity. He answered with a smile, his demeanor utterly different from the thunderous fury of a moment earlier.

Jiao Wuxing froze.

He really isn't Xingming. With cultivation this advanced, why have I never heard his name?

Although he had come off worse in their exchange, Jiao Wuxing did not consider himself inferior. The severity on his face had not diminished in the slightest.

I mistook him for a spell cultivator and didn't use my full strength. That let him seize the initiative!

Clutching his right hip with one hand, he was about to speak again when a harsh shout came from the distance.

"You dared to fight inside the city!"

A cup of tea later, the five Devil Guards swept away. Both sides had struck, so there was nothing more to discuss.

Clearly, Jiao Wuxing did not want anyone else to learn the true cause either. He admitted