Yang Haoyu was momentarily baffled. Why was he suddenly having a nosebleed?
A minor nosebleed was nothing to worry about, and he felt no physical discomfort. But for a Spirit Body Realm Cultivator, getting a nosebleed was inherently strange.
'Could it be because I've taken too many Sun Casting Pills recently? Is my Yang Qi too strong, my internal heat too high?'
"Brother Yang, are you alright?" a nearby Maid asked with concern, seeing the confused look on his face as she hurried over.
Yang Haoyu took the opportunity to grab her by the hair. "I've got a lot of heat to blow off!"
The nosebleed didn't give Yang Haoyu any pause about the upcoming duel.
As Noon approached, many Outer Disciples had already gathered near the Dao Discussion Platform.
This was a far cry from Zou Feng's previous duel with Tang Jingqiang, which had caused no stir whatsoever.
With enough hype and a betting pool running, it was only natural that many would hear the news and come to watch the spectacle.
