A path cleared through the crowd.
This wasn't a voluntary parting. The newcomer carried such a heavy presence that the intense energy field he projected forcibly shoved aside the people on either side.
All eyes turned toward the newcomer.
Many of them had looks of fury in their eyes. These were the Martial Arts Powerhouses who, after receiving Hong Yu's guidance during the previous battle, had made significant progress. They revered Hong Yu as if he were one of the Deities. Now that someone had dared to insult him, their anger was palpable.
The youth who had been holding the Blood Drinking Mad Blade sneered, "What the hell are you? How dare you insult Lord Hong?"
"Kid, you dare speak to me like that?"
The newcomer sneered.
His feet blurred as he charged toward the youth with the Blood Drinking Mad Blade.
"You've got a lot of nerve!"
A cold glint flashed in the youth's eyes as he suddenly brandished his Nine-Ring Great Saber.
