Everyone felt that emotion; it was too wild. To face an Innate master as a Great Grandmaster and to boldly declare such arrogance in public, one had to have immense confidence in themselves. Even if they thought about it, they wouldn't dare to shout it out loud.
The white-haired elder bore the brunt of it. The pressure on her at that moment was enormous. With only a few good years left, victory held no advantage for her. In defeat, not only would her reputation be at stake, but she might also sustain a fundamental injury, possibly hastening her end and preventing her from waiting for that opportunity.
"Young man, how did you train? In the current environment, you've even grasped Sword Intent. You're only at the Great Grandmaster level; if you really had such talent, why haven't you broken through to the Innate Realm?"