C380

Chapter 380 - Punctuation

Xiang Zhuang's aura suddenly rose at this moment.

Xiao Yi's expression became heavy once more as the Nine Dragons True Qi in his entire body gradually rose. It looks like this Xiang Zhuang was indeed an expert, at least the one with the best skills he had ever come across.

Xiang Zhuang continued to dance with his own sword, not giving Xiao Yi any time to catch his breath. The handful of sword flowers, that were rolled up by the winter snow, bloomed in front of Xiao Yi one after another like snowflakes that filled the sky.

However, Xiao Yi knew that any one of those sword flowers would cause Xiao Yi to die.

At this moment, everyone on the third floor of Pen Hall realized that something was wrong. This was because many people saw the beads of sweat on Xiao Yi's forehead.

Xiao Yi had always been a calm and composed person, with a calm expression on his face. In terms of martial prowess, he could definitely overwhelm his in all aspects. However, everyone could see that Xiao Yi was being cautious, and that his movements were slightly slow when he was dodging. For a moment, everyone held the void for Xiao Yi.

At the same time, she was a little curious about Xiang Zhuang who had rushed up without warning and ended up stabbing randomly.

Xiang Zhuang's face was calm, the sword flowers in front of Xiao Yi tumbled like usual. Each move and each move was very standard. However, the grey sword qi that the sword beam revealed would occasionally sweep against the walls of the hall, leaving behind deep sword marks.

This time, Xiang Zhuang walked a thousand miles with his sword. Coming to Pen Hall, this was the first time he was going to face Xiao Yi head on.

Born in the Poison Sect, Xiang Zhuang naturally knew of Xiao Yi's restrictions and threats to the Poison Sect. This time, after asking the outer sect master of the Poison Sect, Xiang Zhuang finally chose to make his move on such a crowded night under the gazes of everyone.

Killing Xiao Yi would solve the problem for the Poison Sect. He was even putting up a show of might for the Poison Sect in this busy city. Since he could not kill Xiao Yi, Xiang Zhuang had confidence that he could leave as soon as possible. Moreover, this way, he could get a better understanding of Xiao Yi's background. After the sword arts had improved, he came to Xiao Yi to spar with him again.

The sword qi shot out in long arcs. Each move was as smooth as a river, without even the slightest gap. Xiao Yi was like a small boat in a river, teetering on the verge of collapse.

Whoosh.

Xiang Zhuang finally shouted coldly. Then, for the first time, the winter snow sword in his hand slipped out of his grasp and went straight for Xiao Yi's heart. Because, when Xiang Zhuang realized that with such a strict sword technique, he could always find a good opportunity to escape. Moreover, Xiao Yi's Innate Qi seemed to have no end, it was endless without end. As for the poison aura in Xiang Zhuang's body, it was starting to dissipate.

Therefore, Xiang Zhuang began to swing his sword straight towards Xiao Yi's chest.

Seeing that Xiang Zhuang had abandoned her winter snow sword, a pleased smile rose from the corner of Xiao Yi's mouth. The Nine Dragons True Qi came out from his body and directly wrapped itself around the winter snow treasured sword.

Under the control of Xiao Yi's Nine Dragons True Qi, the ferocious momentum of the Dong Xue Treasure Sword slowly faded. In the end, Xiao Yi even controlled Xiang Zhuang's handful of winter snow, and turned towards Xiang Zhuang's chest.

If Xiang Zhuang were to use his treasured sword in a close combat, then he would only be able to escape. After all, it was a treasured sword that could slice through metal like mud. In addition, the two sword tips were emitting poisonous gas. Xiao Yi still did not dare go forward to pinch the Dong Xue that was revealed by the Sword Qi.

But, after Xiang Zhuang threw his sword out … Xiao Yi's Nine Dragons True Qi could control that handful of winter snow for a sufficient amount of time in the air. Without Xiang Zhuang's control, Dong Xue's control over the power needed to be controlled was considerably smaller. Moreover, when thrown from afar, the Nine Dragons True Qi that Xiao Yi left through his body could control Dong Xue during his flight in the air for a short period of time.

Therefore, throwing the sword at Xiang Zhuang was not a wise decision. However, how would Xiang Zhuang know that Xiao Yi could use his body to control the Nine Dragons True Qi.

Under Xiao Yi's control, that handful of winter snow immediately tore apart Xiang Zhuang's clothes in front of his chest with a swoosh. If Xiang Zhuang had dodged slightly slower, then what was torn would definitely not be just a piece of clothes, but his flesh.

This move showed the strength of the two.

And this Pen Hall's crowd immediately went into an uproar. Then, she sucked in a breath of cold air. Regarding Xiao Yi's previous perfect counterattack, they all praised him.

Xiang Zhuang's entire body felt a burst of cold air, as the praise of the sect master towards Xiao Yi rang across his ears: The Tang Sect's sole disciple, was extraordinary.

The sect master's evaluation, coupled with Xiao Yi's ability that he had displayed now, made Xiang Zhuang's spine go cold all of a sudden.

Xiang Zhuang was a handsome man who understood the situation. At this moment, he knew that he was still not Xiao Yi's match. If this continued, he would never be able to leave even if he wanted to.

Thus, Xiang Zhuang snorted and grabbed the handful of Dong Xue. Then, he turned around like a pigeon and landed on the ground on his toes. He hopped three steps down the stairs.

Xiao Yi looked at Xiang Zhuang who was running away, his face was extremely solemn. Then, he shouted, "Where are you going? Stay!" Whoever offends the might of my dragon shall be killed. "

Then, Xiao Yi leapt up and chased after them.

In the beginning, when Xiang Zhuang came, he did not make a sound and went upstairs to draw his sword. It could be said that he was determined to succeed. The aura emanating from his body caused the temperature on the third floor to plummet. But now, Xiang Zhuang was like a frightened rabbit, fleeing in panic. For a moment, all the people in the third floor's hall looked at Xiao Yi's back which was like a rabbit rising or falling from the sky. All of them opened their mouths wide, and dense admiration surged within their eyes.

Xiang Zhuang was an expert, anyone could see that. However, Xiao Yi's bare hands allowed the sword wielding expert Xiang Zhuang to escape in panic. The power behind it had let everyone start to understand.

This Xiao Yi was not only proficient in kung fu, but he was f * cking too good at it.

As a result, the image of Xiao Yi in the eyes of the masses increased yet again. These people followed him downstairs. They wanted to see how Xiao Yi would display his godly might to catch the Xiang Zhuang who had assaulted their dragon's might.

Xiang Zhuang's ability to escape was indeed peerless, and his speed was just like a wisp of green smoke. However, Xiao Yi followed closely behind, his eyes were like an eagle's, staring coldly at Xiang Zhuang's back, without letting go.

In terms of footwork, Xiao Yi, who was from the Tang Sect, was indeed a level higher than Xiang Zhuang. When he was running out of the Pen Hall, Xiao Yi stopped him.

"You are from the Poison Sect?" Xiao Yi had just sensed the poison aura that Xiang Zhuang's sword was emitting, his face darkened as he asked his question.

A trace of a mocking smile appeared on the corner of Xiang Zhuang's mouth as he replied coldly: "So what if you're a member of the Poison Sect, aren't you being toyed with by me? "Scram, get out of my way. You can't do anything to me."

Xiang Zhuang was still as domineering as ever, he was not afraid of Xiao Yi at all. He even brought up the issue of how he had toyed with Xiao Yi for the first time.

Originally, Xiao Yi had this question in his heart. Now, hearing Xiang Zhuang brought up old matters. He finally became serious and raised his eyebrows. His entire body transformed into a bolt of lightning, and quickly approached Xiang Zhuang's side.

Although, Xiang Zhuang felt that when the situation changed, he was already at the back of the horse. But right now, Xiao Yi was not holding back at all, and he was even using his best body.

Xiang Zhuang was not a match at all, and in just an instant, Xiao Yi had flashed to his side. Then, he raised his leg and kicked Xiang Zhuang right in the crotch.

Immediately, the large group of people rushing out of Pen Hall heard a sharp scream that sounded like a pig being butchered.

No, not a squeak like a pig being butchered. The scream was heart-wrenching. It was like a pig being cut by a knife, but it did not die out. It was just like the last struggle.

Then, everyone only saw a blur in front of them and Xiang Zhuang's entire person was kicked flying by Xiao Yi.

If he relied on Xiang Zhuang's ability, even if he was kicked flying by Xiao Yi, if he used his ability now, he would still be able to stabilize his body. Only, Xiao Yi's kick was impartial, and coincidentally kicked right into the middle of his legs, precisely the place where a man's legs were the most vulnerable. Therefore, the intense pain coming from that place caused Xiang Zhuang to forget about any sort of reaction.

As the saying goes, a woman's upper body is bait while her lower body is a trap. A man's upper body is his recovery while his lower body is his essence. Xiang Zhuang, whose essence had already been destroyed by Xiao Yi's kick, had completely lost all feeling in his body.

His body flew up into the air, and then, his head suddenly crashed into the pure gold plaque that was hung at the Pen Hall's entrance.

Pa!! With a loud sound, a hole appeared in Xiang Zhuang's head. Crimson blood immediately flowed out and stained the pure gold plaque.

This time, his head was in severe pain, causing Xiang Zhuang to immediately react. He did not care about the pain, and took the chance to be kicked by Xiao Yi. He quickly took out a bag of powder and sprinkled it on the floor.

Xiao Yi immediately closed his eyes and moved a little to the side.

Xiang Zhuang, who was inside the ash powder, brought out the last bit of his true qi. Without a word, he quickly took off like a falcon and disappeared into the boundless night sky.

After the powder was scattered, the large group of guests that had rushed out of Xiao Yi and Pen Hall all raised their heads to look at the pure gold signboard. Now, Xiang Zhuang's blood was flowing through the golden plaque.

Under the light from the door, there was a plaque stained with blood. At first glance, the direction of the words and the lines of blood seemed to shine in the same way, as if a blood dragon was soaring through the sky.

Xiao Yi swept a glance over it, and then shouted calmly: "Looks like today is an auspicious day, suitable for opening. Our Pen Hall has won the first prize and welcomed the start of the competition!