Chu Li put his sword back into its scabbard and fist saluted. "Elders, sorry to offend you!"
"Hehe..." Murong Chun finally found his voice again. He shook his head and sighed. "The young lord truly is a rare genius at martial arts. I dare say he is even outdoing the hill master. Congratulations!"
Chu Li had defeated all the elders in one breath, and this had made Murong Chun not feel so awkward about his loss. All of them were defeated, so it was not to say that his Martial Art was weak, but rather that Chu Li's was too powerful.
This made him heave a sigh of relief.
Chu Li said calmly, "You flatter me."
"None of that!" Murong Chun immediately replied. "It looks like the title of number one martial arts master in this sect belongs to the young lord."
Chu Li said, "There's still a huge gap between my Martial Art and my father's, though."