"Why must you two do this? Today is the day of the Three Sects Martial Arts Competition. Don't let others see and laugh at us."
Just as the atmosphere was growing tense, the people from the Luoxia Sect arrived.
A Three-colored Crane landed between the two sects, and Elder Qiushui descended slowly, speaking to lighten the mood.
"Haha! Cheng Han, didn't you say I was just good at talking? Then I'll let you witness my abilities! This time, during the Three Sects Martial Arts Competition, I'll make sure your Xuanyuan Sect doesn't even make it into the top five! We'll leave now!"
Sun Yingyang glanced at the Ninth Elder with a sneer, then led Hua Jingyang and the others away.
The Ninth Elder's expression turned grim as he turned to Luo Cheng and said:
"Luo Cheng, you must aim to get into the top five! No—better yet, the top three! Strike a heavy blow to his reputation!"
Luo Cheng said nothing, merely giving Sun Yingyang and his group a fleeting glance before nodding.
