Chapter 1265
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Among the crowd, a young man with a crew cut suddenly asked, "Lord Palace Master, may I ask, how many people did you kill in this Illusionary Killing Array back then?"
Upon hearing these words, everyone's eyes focused on the skinny old Palace Master in unison. In their hearts, they were quite curious as to what kind of fighting strength had he reached in order to become the Palace Master of the Sky Hall.
Long Bufan also cast a curious gaze at the old Palace Master. Although the old Palace Master in front of him seemed to have reached the age of an oil lamp, Long Bufan was certain that if this old man were to unleash his full power, all of them here would not be able to match up to him.
However, under everyone's expectant gazes, the old Palace Master fell into silence. A brilliance seemed to emerge in his aged eyes as he recalled the days of his youth, the passionate years when he pursued the martial way with his blood boiling passion.
The past flashed past one by one, and in the end, it all ended with a sigh … Those companions who had grown up with him in the martial way back then were now few and far between.
After the old Palace Master muttered to himself for a while, he slowly recovered from his memories. He sighed with emotion and smiled faintly, "Back then, I managed to kill ninety-nine people. However, I was repeatedly defeated by my last opponent. Even after I was promoted to the core hall, I was still unable to kill a hundred people."
Killing ninety-nine people!
Upon hearing this, everyone present inhaled a breath of cold air. Each and every one of them looked at the old Palace Master with admiration.
Long Bufan was also secretly shocked in his heart. It seemed that it was not so easy to become a Palace Master. At the very least, one's fighting strength had to be overwhelmingly superior.
The old Palace Master smiled meaningfully and asked, "Do you want to know who my last opponent was?"
"Who was it?"
Almost everyone in the hall asked in unison at this moment.
Long Bufan was silent. He seemed to have guessed the identity of the last opponent in his heart. However, he still pricked up his ears to listen, wanting to confirm it.
At the front of the crowd, the old Palace Master gently stroked his beard and slowly said in a low voice, "The chief deacon of the Shrine Pavilion, Lord Bai Weng … He is the most troublesome and terrifying opponent that I have ever met in my life."
As expected!
Long Bufan's heart sank. Only this legendary powerful figure could make the Palace Master of the Sky Hall unable to surpass him.
"Of course, I am not the only one who failed the challenge. Since the creation of this Illusionary Killing Array, no one has ever managed to kill a hundred people." The old Palace Master said leisurely, as if he was announcing that he was not the only one. He also hinted that Bai Weng's fighting strength at that time, when he was young, he had overshadowed all the top geniuses in the past thousand years.
"Lord Bai Bai's words............ he really be is my idol......
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When the young elites present talked about a legendary figure like Bai Weng, they no longer had their usual arrogance and aloofness. Instead, there was only a strong sense of respect and admiration. No one dared to think of surpassing him.
On the other hand, there was only a single figure that remained completely unmoved, and he didn't fit in with the lively atmosphere within the hall.
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