C133 (1/2)

”Young Hero, let us give you a hand!”

Song Qiuyang's defeat was obvious, and everyone could tell that it was him. Immediately, many people started shouting about wanting to help.

Hearing this, Li Dao almost vomited a mouthful of blood.

He wouldn't complain if he wanted to come up and take advantage of the situation, but what the hell was a young hero?

He had just emerged from the martial arts world. A seventeen or eighteen year old boy with fresh meat could be called Young Hero. But he was only a young man in his early twenties.

The person who spoke didn't feel ashamed, he couldn't bear to listen any longer.

When suppressing Song Xuanyang, Li Dao coldly turned his head and said, ”Scram, I do not need your help. If anyone comes up, don't blame me for not having eyes for my sword.”

Li Dao's words had offended most of the martial arts practitioners.

They were a mob, not bad, but a mob that was afraid of life and death still wanted face!

People who roamed the martial arts world, regardless of martial arts level, didn't they all seek fame and fortune?

Being the first and the second, one could see the importance of face to those in the martial arts world. Otherwise, there wouldn't be such low-level martial artists who could come up with such an earth-shattering title.

The crowd was in a frenzy of admiration. Li Dao had just said something like that and had failed to appreciate the kindness given to him by the crowd.

Many people from the martial arts world started to curse. However, they were only cursing out loud. If they really wanted to go up, no one would have the guts to do so.

With so many people cursing, it wouldn't be wrong to say a few words of scolding to save face, right?

There are so many people. If you have the ability, tell us to shut up.

These were the inner monologues of the people around them, so they scolded even more harshly.

On the other hand, Song Xuanyang had almost no one to denounce him.

This was what the martial arts world was all about. Without asking if one was right or wrong, right or wrong was something that the public could say.

There were curses in his ears, but Li Dao turned a deaf ear to them.