So he just smiled and didn't say a word.
The Herald Officer gave the command, and the martial arts competition began, with the two contestants exchanging blows.
In the first round, Sixth Master was knocked to the ground as soon as he entered the fray. He clearly lacked skill, so it was no surprise that he lost.
The audience below sighed incessantly.
Sixth Master felt as if he had lost face.
He gritted his teeth and stood up.
"You... you dare?"
The young man looked down on him with contempt and said spiritedly, "What, we only talk about victory or defeat on the martial stage, did you expect me to let you win? You might as well go home and play house!"
After speaking, the corners of his mouth tilted up in a mocking sneer.
At this time, another wave of mocking laughter came from below, and some even began to whisper.
"What status does this boy have, daring to clash with Young Master Yang, the legitimate eldest son of the Yang Family!"
