Dugu Yan slowly raised his head to look at Tianmiao, his eyes full of light.
He learned from Xu Lang's words that the boss of this tavern had strong martial skills, but he had never experienced it firsthand.
Today was his first experience, and it was such a delightful surprise, an ecstatic joy!
His lifelong sole pursuit was to constantly grow stronger, to stand at the pinnacle.
He knew many masters in this world. Some he had exchanged blows with, others he was figuring out how to challenge. He wanted to spar with them all.
He had never lost.
Not because he was already invincible, but because, so far, those who challenged him were not his match.
Today, upon seeing the Demon Sect Leader, his first instinct was to draw his sword, not for the sake of eradicating evil, but because he wanted to challenge this man.
He also knew that if he drew his sword, this man would surely accept the challenge.
