Not long after, the flying sword had the middle-aged man in a sorry state.
The middle-aged man lay on the ground, unable to get up, feeling greatly defeated. He originally thought he could have a bout with Ning Fan, but he didn't expect that he couldn't even match the flying sword by his side.
Suddenly, his whole demeanor became despondent, unable to get back up.
Ning Fan glanced at the middle-aged man and said,
"Next time you want to challenge someone, you better find out more first before you come. Don't come recklessly and embarrass yourself in front of others."
The middle-aged man looked at Ning Fan with unwillingness, staggered to his feet, and limped away.
The people around looked at the state of the middle-aged man, sighed inwardly, and didn't dare to breathe loudly. Ning Fan glanced around, and these people quickly averted their gazes, as if the incident had nothing to do with them.
Ning Fan chuckled and said to Vivian and the others,
