After traveling a hundred miles, Shen Qian encountered several hundred people, but most of them were on guard and kept their distance. Shen Qian couldn't tell if anyone had obtained a "literary rank".

Just as Shen Qian was about to delve deeper into the "sea of ​​learning," he suddenly felt a stirring in his heart, and he couldn't help but narrow his eyes and stop in his tracks.

From all directions, like fireworks exploding, streams of water swept in, and as the water flowed, figures appeared behind it.

More than a hundred people arrived, all with powerful auras and bright radiance. As if they had practiced many times, they blocked all directions as soon as they appeared. They were several feet apart and coordinated their offense and defense, completely cutting off any possibility of Chen Qian breaking through.

Shen Qian knew this trip to the "Sea of ​​Learning" wouldn't be peaceful, but he never expected that he would encounter the first wave of attacks less than twenty minutes after entering the Sea of ​​Learning.

"Hundreds of mountains and seas, you really think highly of me..."

Shen Qian's gaze swept over the unfamiliar faces, and he sighed, "I don't know any of you. Who's the leader?"

After a moment of silence, a young-looking expert from the Mountain and Sea Realm stepped forward, his eyes filled with undisguised hatred as he stared at Shen Qian. "Shen Qian, we meet again... Do you remember me?"

"Who are you?"

"Hua Wu Tan Hao, a disciple of the Marquis of the West!"

"I don't remember."

He shook his head before sinking in.

"Oh……"

A self-deprecating smile crossed Qin Hao's face. He thought he harbored a deep-seated hatred, but the other party simply said "I don't remember." Yet, he also knew with sorrow that Shen Qian hadn't lied to him... He didn't need to.

He suddenly ripped off the covering on his left arm, revealing an empty sleeve.

"Do you remember now?" Qin Hao asked through gritted teeth.

Shen Qian's gaze sharpened. The soul is the manifestation of the physical body, which means that Qin Hao's main body also lost an arm, and it was the kind of arm that would be difficult to restore even for a martial artist from the Mountain and Sea Realm.

In a daze, he finally remembered something, "You're the one who blocked the gate on the Nine Heavens Battlefield?"

Back then, at the gate of the Fourth Heaven, nine people from the mountains and seas tried to kill him. The leader had his arm shattered by him and would be permanently crippled unless he broke through to the King level.

I've offended too many people before I died, so I really can't think of this little thing right now.

He overlooked the fact that for a talented martial artist in the prime of his life, the loss of an arm and the disruption of the meridian circulation is almost equivalent to cutting off all hope of advancement in martial arts. What kind of hatred would that cause!