After You Tianhong arrived, he walked right up to Ocean View Plateau and sat cross-legged on an ancient boulder.

The rock resembled a crouching tiger, while You Tianhong resembled a sharp sword. The morning light poured in through the clouds, shrouding his seated figure in rosy mists. He looked like a peerless sword immortal, and all eyes were instantly upon him.

“What about Su Yi? Why is it that he still hasn’t made an appearance even now?” someone couldn't help but ask. Numerous people looked around, seemingly trying to find Su Yi in the crowd. However, he was nowhere to be found. “Showing up late? Isn’t he putting on too many airs?”

A Grandmaster couldn’t help but mutter. “Or maybe he’s chickened out. Perhaps he dares not come at all!”

Up on the crouching tiger-shaped rock, You Tianhong’s eyes flashed like lightning as he glared at the Grandmaster who’d just spoken. “This is a foe worthy of dueling me, You Tianhong. It’s not your place to disparage him. Scram!”

Every word was like a sword emanating shocking killing intent. As You Tianhong’s voice echoed through the air, it was as if the Grandmaster had been struck by lightning. He was sent flying back, like a kite with its strings cut, and he landed...