"What an arrogant boy."
On the seat of honor, a Holy Moon Sect elder scolded loudly.
His dignified gaze looked down from above.
"Do you think the Holy Moon Sect is so insignificant? Do you really believe that with your meager cultivation, you have the right to ignore a strong practitioner like me?"
On the Martial Arts Arena, Mo Youu remained unafraid, instead letting out a cold laugh.
"Old thing, do you think if I were at your age, you could withstand a single strike of my sword?"
"Insolent." The Holy Moon Sect elder was furious.
His aura instinctively surged, ready to exert overwhelming pressure.
This Holy Moon Sect elder was a Sixth Layer of Saint Sovereign Realm practitioner.
If his aura were to press down, how could Mo Youu, with just Supreme 9996 Dao cultivation, withstand it?
"Insolence." At that moment, a low, aged voice came from the seat of honor.
The elder's body shook, and he quickly retracted his aura.
"Won't you step down?" The aged voice echoed again.
