"Humph! I think you are just afraid!" Fang Hongfei snorted.
"Surnad Fang, you really think that you're worthy to fight with our Sect Leader?!" North Guardian flipped to the top of the stage and said, "You have to win against first."
Fang Hongfei responded with a contemptuous look in his eyes, "The Martial Arts Assembly is not a place for nobody like you can talk. If you don't want to die, get out of my way."
North Guardian laughed as soon as he heard these words, while holding his belly with both of his hands. After his laughter ran out, he spoke, "I'm a person who was born looking for death. Let's just do it."
"Good! I'll teach you a lesson first, before I clean up Chu Changge." Fang Hongfei's face turned fierce, as he swiftly stabbed his sword forward, which pierced North Guardian's sleeve and grazed his shoulder.
North Guardian was shocked. He had seen Fang Hongfei's sword technique at the Jianghu Inn that day, but it was only diocre. Even Li Wunai could subdue it. How did Fang Hongfei make such amazing progress with his sword technique in just two or three days?
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