Sage Hun Yuan uttered those words with surprise. Either it was his indirect acknowledgement that the little scoundrel was very strong or that the boy could defeat the Blood Demon. So, naturally, there was no need to worship him as a teacher. If he hadn't witnessed the scene directly, but being told by the little scoundrel that he was so strong and had no need to worship him as his teacher, Sage Hun Yuan wouldn't believe it!
"He won't be able to handle the Blood Demon's Golden Seven Step Fist." Zhuo Junyue commented, watching the young man retreat under the Blood Devil's attack with worry.
Seeing Feng Jiu's attacks were suppressed by the Blood Demon's Golden Seven Step Fist, Sage Hun Yuan was anxious and started grumbling. "This brat, he didn't listen to my urge to worship me as his teacher. Tell me, with his innate talent as well as having me as his teacher, will he fear the Blood Demon after learning my Eight Trigram Palm?"
