"Three years ago, the reason you lost your fighting spirit was not because you lost the ability to cultivate fighting spirit, but because he continuously absorbed your fighting spirit in the ring. Every time you tried to cultivate, he would suck away your fighting spirit, turning you into a waste in the eyes of others."

Xu Zong said with a smile.

Xiao Yan's anger was evident from the beginning, and it grew even stronger as he listened. He glared straight at the white-haired old man.

"So it was you, an old troublemaker! I wondered why I suddenly lost my fighting spirit. It turns out you were secretly scheming! Do you know how I spent these three years? I was insulted every day. Give me back my fighting spirit!"