Yang Hui smiled as he looked at Qiao Min, and under the eager and excited gazes of the disciples in the crowd, he took a step forward as he appeared above the fighting platform almost instantly.
Many outer disciples gasped at this speed.
Even Zheng Zihao who was ranked 4th in the Martial Roll of Honor and was famed for his speed narrowed his eyes when he saw this scene.
He knew that Yang Hui was even faster than he himself was.
Yang Hui's body was engulfed in orange flames as he stood in the sky above the platform, his eyes peering down on Qiao Min who was waiting for him in silence.
''Uncle Mo, is this the kid you were talking about? Indeed his speed at least can be considered above average even among peak rank 4 Dao Kings. However, just this isn't enough to allow him to follow after me in the City of Immortals. If that's all he has then I will be disappointed by this Holy sect.''