Lu Fanqie raised the Frostshadow Sword and declared loudly, “Everyone, I may be young, but I have the best sword techniques!”
Liu Baidu snorted. “Young man, can you withstand my divine spear, with its single glint of cold light?”
Xing Siliang chuckled. “You’re all big shots with secret moves. I’m out. I’m not playing.”
Ma Hualong blocked their way. “The Nanshan Penguin Sect has never lost a fight. No one’s leaving today! I’ll show you the Penguin Divine Art I just mastered!”
Gong Menglian: “Tch. Your Penguin Divine Art can be broken with one tiny silver needle of mine!”
Zhang Yuntian: “Everyone, allow me to ask: do you still have your things?”
Everyone patted their pockets, then lunged at him, shouting furiously:
“Beat that punk Zongheng to death!”
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