"There are quite a lot of people here, but I wonder about the quality."
In the Divine Marquis seat, a gray-robed swordsman spoke, his eyes releasing a rather chilling light.
This person was one of the Twelve Divine Marquises, the Mad Blade Marquis.
With just a glance, the Mad Blade Marquis made the faces of many young experts slightly change, turning somewhat pale.
"Such a terrifying aura."
Ling Chen saw the hidden meaning within. The blade intent of the Mad Blade Marquis carried an extremely fierce madness, capable of attacking the enemy from a hundred steps away, shattering their courage and damaging their mind.
"Mad Blade Marquis, huh? Let me, Peerless Sword, be your opponent!"
The intimidating aura of the Mad Blade Marquis frightened many, but there was one person who, instead of retreating, stepped forward, his gaze like a torch, refusing to yield as he looked ahead.
"Peerless Sword?"
