章 1504: Duan Ling Tian, Saint Rudiment Stage?

"I have no interest in knowing a loser's name!"

The sentence that Duan Ling Tian uttered as he beat the middle-aged man to it made the middle-aged man's face swell with anger as he was completely infuriated. Even the crowd watching by the side burst into clamor as well.

Insane!

He was crazy!

This was the first thought that appeared in the crowd's mind, including many Moon Illumination Sect inner court disciples as well. All of them felt that what Duan Ling Tian said was too absurd.

After all, the winner and the loser had not been decided yet.

"Good! Very good! Excellent…" Taking a deep breath, the middle-aged man temporarily suppressed his flame of rage that threatened to burst out. Glaring at Duan Ling Tian, he snarled, "I'll let everyone present see how you're gonna slap your own mouth with your own words!"

"Well, I welcome you to give me a slap if you have the ability to do that." Duan Ling Tian smirked indifferently, appearing casual and elegant.