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"I definitely won’t get hurt. Thank you, Fourth Senior Brother."

Even though Gu He had agreed, Bai He still would not be competing today.

Out of the corner of his eye, Bai He spotted the people from Tianshan Palace again.

Unfortunately, Ye Shiyuan was still wearing his mask.

The only face he could clearly see was Zhang Youxia’s irritating one.

...

"Ye Shiyuan, today I’m going to spar with your junior brother. Who do you think will win?"

"You can’t beat him."

To Ye Shiyuan’s surprise, Zhang Youxia did not get angry.

He merely expressed his dissatisfaction.

"Hmph. I heard he hasn’t been cultivating for very long. I might not necessarily lose to him."

If his opponent came from any other sect, Zhang Youxia would hardly question his own strength.

But someone from Lingguang Sect was a different matter.

After all, if Lingguang Sect could produce a monster like Ye Shiyuan, perhaps they had produced other monsters as well.

What Zhang Youxia did not know was that Xu Feng’s talent was equally extraordinary.

The difference was that unlike Ye Shiyuan, Xu Feng had only cultivated for a short time.

Give him another ten years, and he would become even more terrifying.

"Your master seems to be in quite a good mood. Is that what you gave him? Does he know it was from you?"

Ye Shiyuan could not help glancing toward Bai He.

Bai He was eating a Snow Peach while chatting and laughing with Gu He, showing not the slightest trace of unhappiness.

A touch of warmth quietly appeared in Ye Shiyuan’s eyes.

Bai He knew?

He probably did.

Then again, maybe not.

Sometimes he really could be quite absentminded.

But whether he knew or not, seeing Bai He eating the snow peach filled Ye Shiyuan with an undeniable sense of happiness.

He was happy.

Genuinely happy.

By the time Bai He had almost finished eating, it was just about time, and everyone gradually gathered together.

Xu Feng was the first to step onto the arena.

It was the opening match of the day’s competition.

He held the Blue Lotus Sword in his hand, looking imposing and full of spirit.

Bai He felt an overwhelming sense of accomplishment as though he had raised a son to adulthood.

Across from him, Zhang Youxia stepped onto the arena.

The two of them looked about the same age, and their cultivation levels were evenly matched.

Zhang Youxia was also holding a sword.

Its name was Light and Night Sword.

He wore a bright smile that made him look as though he had not come to compete at all.

Bai He immediately had a bad feeling.

With that attitude, he looked like he was already going to lose.

Why did Xu Feng look so nervous?

It was not even his first competition.

Why was he so tense?

"So you’re Ye Shiyuan’s junior brother, aren’t you? Ever since Ye Shiyuan joined Tianshan Palace, I’ve never managed to beat him."

Xu Feng did not answer.

He was not familiar with the man in front of him.

Even if he wanted to make friends, there was a proper time and place for it.

Talking like this now simply did not fit the occasion.

As the match began, Xu Feng’s offensive power was not especially overwhelming, but his greatest advantage was his incredible speed, perfectly complementing the sword in his hand.

Bai He curled his lips into a smile, looking thoughtful.

"When did Xu Feng become this amazing? I had no idea."

[ Host, he was already the second strongest expert in the original story after Ye Shiyuan. Naturally, he earned it through his own hard work. Talent alone was never enough. ]

Xu Feng’s hard work...

By Bai He’s conservative estimate, it was probably twice his own.

Maybe even three times.

In any case, it was a level he could never hope to reach.

Bai He already considered himself quite hardworking.

But compared to Xu Feng, there was simply no comparison.

He had to admit Xu Feng was impressive.

Hard work always brought rewards, and at this moment, those rewards were on full display.

Compared to Zhang Youxia, Xu Feng not only failed to fall behind, but his astonishing speed left everyone present staring in shock.

"He’s a member of the Nightwatchers Tribe."

Someone suddenly spoke those three words aloud.

The Nightwatchers Tribe had disappeared for so long that most people had already forgotten those words.

Bai He heard them and naturally Gu He heard them as well.

He turned to look at Bai He.

"Junior Brother, what’s this about the Nightwatchers Tribe?"

"You didn’t know, Fourth Senior Brother? Xiao Feng carries the bloodline of the Nightwatchers Tribe. That’s why he’s so incredibly fast. Most people simply can’t react to the speed of his attacks."

As for the Nightwatchers Tribe, no one really held much prejudice against them anymore.

Most people were simply surprised.

Perhaps because of this, Zhang Youxia failed to react in time.

After defending for a while, he gradually became flustered.

By the time Xu Feng’s sword rested against his throat, he finally accepted that he had lost.

"Nightwatchers Tribe member?"

At the same time, Zhang Youxia also spoke those three words.

Zhang Youxia raised an eyebrow, seeming not the least bit upset about his defeat.

"A Nightwatchers Tribe member?"

"I don’t really know. Someone told me that I am."

"In that case, then my loss is not unfair. A Nightwatchers Tribe member. Very interesting."

After saying that, Zhang Youxia stepped down from the arena.

As soon as he got down, he walked over to Ye Shiyuan and complained, "Ye Shiyuan, why didn’t you tell me your junior brother was from the Nightwatchers Tribe? If I had known, I could have prepared a way to deal with him."

"There were already signs yesterday. You should have noticed it long ago."

"Yesterday..."

Wasn’t it because Xu Feng’s opponent yesterday was not very strong?

No one had noticed anything, so naturally Zhang Youxia had not noticed either.

"You... you are a disciple of Tianshan Palace now."

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