There were five stages on the plaza, which would host the five battles between the Heavenly Astral Pavilion and the Fleeting Cloud Sword Sect.

“Let the battle begin!” When the prefecture lord gave his word, astral energy exploded out on five of the stages as the respective fights began.

Ye Ziling, Jiang Lichen, and the rest all charged toward their opponents while Lin Yun looked at Zhang He who was standing casually before him.

“Lin Yun of the Fleeting Cloud Sword Sect!” Lin Yun cupped his hands together.

“Zhang He of the Heavenly Astral Pavilion,” said Zhang He. When he looked at Lin Yun’s forehead, surprise suddenly flashed through his pupils, and he smiled, “Interesting. It’s a pity for someone of your caliber to stay in the Fleeting Cloud Sword Sect and get treated like the weakest. I was even fooled by your appearance.”

Lin Yun instantly knew that Zhang He had detected some of his...