Chapter 341: Bai He’s Match

"I know. But he is still my junior brother. That fact will never change."

It had nothing to do with Lingguang Sect.

That was also why, even after joining Tianshan Palace, Ye Shiyuan had never taken anyone as his master.

Naturally, Tianshan Palace would never reject someone like Ye Shiyuan.

Not just Tianshan Palace.

Any cultivation sect in the world would probably find it impossible to refuse someone like him.

When Xu Feng returned, he could not wait to seek praise from Bai He.

"Master, how was it?"

Bai He nodded his head.

"You are very good. Do you know? Everyone was shocked just now. If you don’t believe me, ask Fourth Senior Brother."

Gu He’s gaze indeed held a bit more admiration.

In this world, aside from Ye Shiyuan, Xu Feng was the second disciple who had truly astonished him.

"I never imagined that even you could raise a disciple like him."

That single sentence left Bai He extremely embarrassed.

Out of everything he could have said, why did he have to say that?

Xue Feng would definitely expose him without hesitation.

But Xu Feng merely smiled.

"It is because Master taught me well that I have become who I am today."

"You certainly know how to talk."

There were actually times when Xu Feng could be considerate.

Although Bai He had never really taught him anything special, he had at least made sure Xu Feng was well fed and well cared for.

At Lingguang Sect, no one dared bully him, and whatever he wanted, Bai He would give it to him.

He had treated him very well.

Today’s opponent for Bai He was actually a very ordinary cultivator.

Before this, Bai He had never even seen him.

However, Gu He, who was standing beside him, gave him a brief introduction.

The man was named Nangong Tian and he specialized in concealed weapons.

The moment Bai He heard that, he became even less worried.

Concealed weapons?

He was not afraid of concealed weapons at all.

He wore a special suit of armor beneath his clothes.

Ordinary concealed weapons were not particularly powerful, and if his opponent was not especially strong either, then there was naturally nothing to worry about.

This time, Bai He was full of confidence.

About half an hour passed before it was finally Bai He’s turn to compete.

Nangong Tian looked genuinely sleazy.

He was only in his twenties, yet he had the appearance of a crafty rat.

His narrow eyes kept roaming over Bai He, making goosebumps rise all over Bai He’s arms.

Nangong Tian held numerous daggers that gleamed with a cold light.

In his hands, those daggers danced as though performing tricks.

Sometimes it looked as though he only had three of them, while at other times it seemed like there were dozens.

The daggers were naturally not made of ordinary iron.

They were crafted from high quality materials, but even so, Bai He had nothing to fear.

"Ye Shiyuan, what do you think?"

"What exactly do you want me to say?" Ye Shiyuan replied.

Zhang Youxia You shrugged.

"Don’t be so cold toward me, alright? I know you’re in a bad mood, but it’s not because of me."

Ye Shiyuan stared at the two people on the arena without taking his eyes off them, yet he denied it outright.

"I’m not in a bad mood."

Zhang Youxia was speechless.

Ye Shiyuan was just too stubborn.

Even at a time like this, he still refused to admit it.

Did acting stubborn actually help?

Was being stubborn going to make the person he liked spare him even a single glance?

Zhang Youxia had to admit that Ye Shiyuan’s taste was exceptionally good.

If he wanted to marry an elder of Lingguang Sect, then without real ability, it would probably be impossible.

The match on the arena had already begun.

The sword in Bai He’s hand moved swiftly, blocking countless flying daggers.

Whether Nangong Tian raised his hand, lifted his arm, or merely tilted his head, countless concealed weapons would come flying toward Bai He.

Not only that, the concealed weapons did not attack only from the front.

They came from every direction.

Bai He gritted his teeth.

The daggers carried a faint scent, one that only he seemed able to detect.

The people watching below the arena would most likely never notice it.

He had no idea what Nangong Tian had coated those blades with.

Could it be some kind of poison?

Clang! Clang! Clang!

More than a dozen daggers fell onto the arena floor.

As an elder sparring with a junior disciple, Bai He naturally could not make the fight look too one sided.

After all, his opponent was not Ye Shiyuan.

He was only an ordinary disciple.

This time, Bai He intended to win beautifully, the kind of victory that would satisfy the expectations he had set for himself from the very beginning.

A smile suddenly curved across his lips.

When Nangong Tian saw the smile on Bai He’s face, he froze for a brief moment.

However, he quickly regained his composure.

He once again unleashed a barrage of concealed weapons.

This time, however, Bai He had no intention of giving him another chance to show off his skills.

Bai He launched a rapid assault.

A long range fighter who relied on concealed weapons would have great difficulty displaying their true strength once an opponent managed to get in close, and Bai He had naturally chosen to exploit exactly that weakness.

Watching Nangong Tian panic in confusion, Bai He knew that his guess had been correct.

The reality proved him right.

After only a little more than a dozen exchanges, Nangong Tian could no longer hold out.

He could not even find the opportunity to release his concealed weapons anymore.

The spectators were not particularly surprised by the outcome.

Bai He had deliberately given Nangong Tian enough time to demonstrate his abilities, but now he had also made Nangong Tian’s greatest weakness painfully obvious.