C116 Flame Fiend

Chen Fann stood his ground with an unruffled calm, his garments billowing as if stirred by an unseen breeze, exuding effortless elegance.

His presence soared like a drawn sword, instilling a subtle sense of awe in his adversary.

Zhang Peng, a man not short on self-esteem, believed himself to be quite skilled in swordsmanship. He had opted out of joining the Sword Hall, deeming it too inferior