In Nangong Chenao's eyes.
Among all the combatants from the Heavenly Blade Saint Sect, aside from Yu Tianqee, no one else is even qualified to spar with him.
Let alone Liu Yifan, who's been out in the field for years and whose identity is scarcely known.
"And who is that? Wearing the Saint Son Robe of the Heavenly Blade Saint Sect, could he be another Saint Heir from the sect? Why haven't I heard of him?"
"It's normal not to have heard of him. That guy is Liu Yifan, he has been with the Heavenly Blade Saint Sect for some time now, but for unknown reasons, he's been away for years, so we don't know how strong he is!"
"An unorthodox guy dares to dream of competing with a top-level Heavenly Pride like Nangong Chenao? Wishful thinking, right?"
...
Compared to Nangong Chenao.
Liu Yifan's fame is indeed thin, even in the eyes of many people, he is just a nameless figure.
"Liu Yifan, over the years, trained outside, and we don't know how strong he is!" Tang Cang said.
