Seeing this act, Byron Lee narrowed his eyes.
"You dare to try and stop me? You think you have what it takes?" Byron Lee said coolly.
"You won't know unless you try," the Pavilion Master spoke calmly.
Byron Lee's expression turned cold, he said, "Ignorant fool!"
With that, he waved his hand and reached straight toward the Pavilion Master!
The Pavilion Master responded swiftly, a purple aura emanated from him, transforming into a giant hand to clash with Byron Lee!
"Bam!"
Unfortunately, the difference between a Marquis and Martial Saint was too vast, how could the Pavilion Master be a match for Byron Lee.
The instant they made contact, the purple light was shattered! The Pavilion Master's body was pushed backward involuntarily!
The Pavilion Master's face had an obvious change.
"A mere palm strike broke my formation, truly worthy of a Martial Saint." the Pavilion Master said softly.