"Haha, Nie Yun, I didn't expect someone so young to be this strong. You've exceeded my expectations. You're worthy of facing my sword!"
Suddenly, the two combatants broke apart, and the linen-clad man let out a hearty laugh.
"Worthy of you using your sword? You're worthy of me using mine, as well!"
Faced with the man's arrogance, Nie Yun snorted coldly and threw his own words right back at him.
"That guy is so arrogant! 'Worthy of him using his sword'... Who does he think he is! If Master hadn't told us to stay back, the three of us would have charged in and torn him to shreds already!" Hearing the linen-clad man's arrogant words, the Wind Wolf King howled in fury.
"Exactly. The arrogant bastard. Zi Tong, if he keeps pushing his luck, you go gore him with your horn!" Hei Yan was also furious.
"Master was fighting with the Profound Jade Sword on his back just now. If he'd had it in his hand, his speed would definitely be greater than that guy's!" Zi Tong snorted.
