บท 1153: My Sword Can Break But It Will Never Bend

Luo Yunyang looked at the disciple of the Dafankong Sect, who was barely a ninth-level Heavenly Venerate. "No wonder you are unable to attain the Yuan Venerate. Your temperament is just too weak!"

This disciple had already been very vexed about being stuck at the ninth-level Heavenly Venerate for quite a while. He had even previously sought help from various veterans within the Dafankong Sect, but they had all given him the same reply: His aptitude was insufficient.

He glared hatefully at Luo Yunyang now that his weakness had been exposed.

"Brat, you must have a death wish!"

Luo Yunyang glanced at the furious disciple from the Dafankong Sect. He had the urge to fight back but decided not to, even though he didn't fear any of them. He just did not want to ruin his father's impression of him at this point in time.

Meanwhile, he realized that a number of people were gathering to watch the spectacle.