Chapter 922 President of the Martial Arts Association

"Little girl, you've got some nerve."

The elder shook his head and said, "Not many dare to draw their sword in front of me. At least, I admire your courage."

A smile played upon his face as he pointed to the badge on his chest, "Do you recognize this?"

On a golden background, there were six stars!

A six-star badge!

The Martial Arts Supreme!

"I don't recognize it."

Julius Reed was not from the martial arts world, and though he had heard a bit about the Martial Artist Association, he had never looked into it.

There was no conflict between their respective waters.

One was a sect, the other was an association.

There was no clash.

Azure Mountain's fame spread far and wide, but they seldom took action.

They stayed away from the mundane world, guarding themselves on the peaks, constantly striving to be stronger.

And the Martial Artist Association, high and mighty, basked in the worship of Martial Artists and would not actively provoke the ire of the sects.