The crowd was momentarily stunned by Tangg Guanzhong's victory over Zhang Bubai. They never would have imagined that Zhang Bubai, a supreme master of the older generation, would actually be defeated at the hands of Tangg Guanzhong.
Xia Qianhe wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and smiled. "After today, Brother Tangg's reputation will surely soar once more, making him unrivaled in this generation."
The Great Elder of the Heaven-Burying Sect, Ouyang, frowned and was silent for a moment before saying, "He's so strong. We should have killed that Tangg Guanzhong years ago. If we had, we wouldn't be facing this disaster today."
Tangg Guanzhong calmly gazed into the cloud of dust, his expression as serene and untroubled as an ancient well.
The cloud of dust slowly dissipated, revealing a frail, swaying figure rising to his feet. He was drenched in blood, his robes tattered and torn. It was none other than the Invincible Nine Swords, Zhang Bubai.
