Not backing down, Hu Zifeng stared right back at Zhang Ye.After the disciples of the Mad Blade Sect left, the disciples of the Azure Sky Sect immediately went up to Hu Zifeng, surrounding him.

“Congratulations, Junior Brother Hu for comprehending a Xiantian Art.”

“Bravo, Junior Brother Hu!”

“If it wasn’t for you, I’m afraid that no one would be able to defeat those disciples from the Mad Blade Sect.”

“Yeah. The Young Sect Master of the Mad Blade Sect was scheming alright. His request of not using any weapons had indirectly crippled our strength by half.”

Sitting on his chair, Bai Yufan squeezed out a smile when he saw this scene.As his glance drifted, he saw Lin Yun, who was forgotten among the crowd and walked over with a smile, “Lin Yun, how have your injuries been healing?”

“Thank you for your concern, Young Sect Master. I’m fine now.”

Nodding his head, Bai Yufan pondered briefly before he replied, “What do you think about the strength of those Mad Blade Sect’s disciples?”

Shaking his head, Lin Yun replied, “I wasn’t able to see anything much, but Zhang Ye seems to have a hidden trump card as well,...