When one of the men noticed this, he motioned to another man, who paused for a moment before walking out. He looked at Pei Zixuan and said, "You are worthy to be Venerable Si Que's first disciple. Your battle strength is certainly not weak. In that case, allow me to challenge you!"
That man stepped out to fight Pei Zixuan. But, after more than a dozen moves, he also lost to Pei Zixuan. After one was defeated, another appeared. After five or six battles in a row, an older man among them smiled as he walked out.
"It's truly surprising that you can beat six of our disciples in a row. I have to come out even though I didn't plan to." He took the sword from around his waist and held it in his hand. He looked at Pei Zixuan, who was breathing heavily. With an ambiguous smile he said, "I hope you can win this time, otherwise, all the things you won will fall into my hands."
