Chapter 32: Why Make Things Difficult for a Salted Fish?_1

Zhao Xiaoxiao frowned and said, "Senior Brother Deng, you only saw the tip of the iceberg and judged Brother Qin's character too arbitrarily. Although Brother Qin's cultivation may be a bit lower, he has worked hard to achieve it. He has never troubled you, so why do you need to speak about him in such a tone?"

"Right and wrong are clear, everyone has their own opinions. I'm just saying what everyone already recognizes...Forget it, talking more is pointless."

Deng Taishan leaped into the air, his hands forming sword signs, and the flying sword beneath his feet turned into a streak of light, sending out a sword aura, "Since it's the grand competition, let's decide the victor by strength!"

Whoosh——!

Zhao Xiaoxiao's complexion changed.

"Be careful, Brother Qin!"