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Shen Xinglan hadn’t cared before.

Because the public called him a Martial Arts prodigy, he believed himself to be one.

What difference does it make to care or not about sothing you already have?

However, if soone claid he wasn’t, especially if that soone was their shared teacher... the Great Grandmaster Xuanyuan Mingjing.

Then, would Shen Xinglan’s heart waver?

It surely would.

Because he was an extrely proud person, he could never accept being inferior, certainly not to Tang Fei...

But that person was Xuanyuan Mingjing.

This identity was truly a killing strike to the heart.

He was their respected teacher, one of the few Great Grandmasters under the starry sky.

He stood at the pinnacle of Martial Arts, a presence that inspired awe and reverence.

Therefore, upon hearing Tang Fei’s words, even Shen Xinglan—who believed his Qi Cultivation Skills had greatly improved recently—felt a slight block in his thoughts, a surge of frustration rushing to his forehead.

He nearly lost his composure.

Shen Xinglan quickly adjusted his internal breath until his mind was calm, looking down at Tang Fei from a superior position and said, "You wish to disturb my state of mind?"

"Does this disturb your state of mind?" Tang Fei said with a laugh, "I’m just speaking the truth... If you don’t believe it, you’re free to go back and ask Master anyti..."

Tang Fei knew that with Shen Xinglan’s personality, he would never take the initiative to ask Xuanyuan Mingjing this question.

To ask would be to lose.

It would prove he cared.

If he didn’t ask, there would always be a knot in his heart.

"Did Master really say such a thing?"

Tang Fei felt like a real cunning devil.

A master at manipulating hearts.

"My state of mind is not important, I’m afraid the one who’s more anxious right now is you," Shen Xinglan reversed the situation, "Are the people inside important to you?"

"What people are inside?" Tang Fei retorted.

"If you don’t know, then go back, this path is off-limits."

"No." Tang Fei refused, saying, "I heard that White Dragon Port’s Moonlight Beach is particularly beautiful, I want to see it..."

"It’s embarrassing to say, but I’ve been in New Star for so many years and never really visited any scenic spots."

"If it’s really as beautiful as they say, I’ll bring Phoenix to see it..."

"..."

Shen Xinglan felt an even greater sense of frustration in his heart.

He ntioned Phoenix, wanting to take Phoenix to see the Moonlight Beach.

He was doing it on purpose.

"With here, you won’t be able to see the Moonlight Beach tonight," Shen Xinglan said with an unchanged expression, speaking solemnly.

"I’d like to try," Tang Fei tightened his grip on the Yin Erosion Sword at his waist.

Words were just minor skills; what truly affected the situation was the real Martial Arts strength of both parties.

This was clear to everyone.

"Good."

Shen Xinglan spoke out.

He stretched out his hand to beckon, and the Taia Sword that was planted in the ground broke free from its constraints, rising into the air.

The Taia Sword hovered in midair, transforming into a silver arc of light that slashed towards Tang Fei.

Sky-filling Sword Qi whistled through the air, as if the dark curtain of the sky itself would be slashed open with countless rips.

Tang Fei’s Yin Erosion Sword swiftly drew from its sheath, unleashing a similar slash.

The air hissed...

Black Sword Qi poured out.

The silver and black Sword Qi collided in the sky, clearly delineated.

Interwoven, clashing, entangled...

Boom!

A massive wave of energy exploded.

The black Sword Qi vanished into thin air, while the silver Sword Qi continued its forward assault.

Snap!

Only exhausted three feet in front of Tang Fei.

Tang Fei stepped back three tis to regain his stance.

Shen Xinglan landed lightly, with the Taia Sword sohow having flown into his hand.

The two stood opposite each other on the battlefield, their auras formidable; Tang Fei held the Yin Erosion Sword, its blade swallowing black flas, emitting waves of evil energy that seed to suffocate the surrounding air.

While Shen Xinglan held the Taia Sword, its blade silvery, emitting a holy glow as though it could purify all evil. His gaze was steadfast, impassionately staring at Tang Fei, with a divine aura swirling around him.

"You are very talented in Martial Arts, and your progress is nothing short of miraculous," Shen Xinglan looked at Tang Fei standing opposite him and voiced his praise, "Unfortunately, you haven’t had the chance to advance to the Grandmaster and feel the myriad mysteries of the Grandmaster Realm."

"Below the Grandmaster, all are as ants."

What Shen Xinglan didn’t know was that not far away, at White Dragon Port, a Warrior who knew nothing of cultivation had killed a renowned minor Grandmaster with a Small Iron Hamr, with repeated blows.

His head blasted open.

Had he known, he certainly wouldn’t have uttered such an ignorant statent.

Of course, it wasn’t Little Fatty’s own strength.

Rather, it was by harnessing the remnants of the Evil God’s will and the evil power contained within the Divine Artifact itself.

An Ancient Divine Weapon was truly extraordinary.

"Really?" Tang Fei scoffed repeatedly, his words brimming with scorn, "The Grandmaster Realm? It doesn’t seem all that impressive."

"Then take another one of my swords," Shen Xinglan said.

The previous sword was just a warm-up, a probe.

He hadn’t even drawn the sword himself.

This sword would be his true strength.

When a Grandmaster angers, blood spills within five steps.

Only blood and life could consecrate this Swordsmanship.

"Can I not take it?" Tang Fei asked.

If possible, he would rather not take it...

"..." Shen Xinglan.

He shouldn’t have allowed him to speak.

A perfectly good person, yet he had to have a mouth.

For a confrontation between the strong, montum was crucial.

Wasn’t he lowering his own montum like this?

Yet, why was he so angry?

Shen Xinglan’s body soared into the sky, vanishing into the dark heavens.

Suddenly,

Specks of light appeared in the sky.

The entire sky lit up with the scattered glow.

Shen Xinglan transford into a beam of light.

No, he was amidst those thousands of points of light.

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