568 A matchup [2]
Grabbing Li Jia's wrist, Zhao Tian twisted it just enough to make her drop the sword, which clattered to the ground.
"Oh dear, you should grip your sword tightly." Li Jia gritted her teeth, her cheeks flushing red with both anger and embarrassment as Zhao Tian's mocking words echoed in her ears.
She quickly flipped backward, putting some distance between them.
*whiish* With a flick of her wrist, she summoned twin streams of water that coiled around her hands.
"I'm not done yet..." she uttered, her gaze narrowing.
Zhao Tian chuckled and looked into her eyes "Oh, I hope not. I'd hate for this to be over too soon."
She darted toward him again, her water streams striking like whips, lashing out with incredible speed and precision.
Crack! Crack!
Each strike hit the air, missing its mark by mere inches as Zhao Tian sidestepped with at the last second. n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
His movements were almost lazy, yet perfectly calculated, and every dodge only seemed to infuriate her further. "Careful now," he said, leaning to the side as one of the water streams narrowly missed his cheek.
"You're going to tire yourself out at this rate."
"Shut up." she muttered as she leaped into the air and the water around her gathered into a massive sphere above her head.
"Waterfall Crush."
With a smile, she brought the sphere crashing down toward him like a tidal wave, the sheer force causing the ground beneath to crack and tremble. *WOOOSH* The crowd held their breath as the wave swallowed Zhao Tian and the arena was momentarily silent, save for the roar of cascading water.
But when the water cleared, Zhao Tian stood completely unharmed, his clothes barely damp. Before she could react, he vanished again, reappearing right behind her.
"You're too focused on offense," he said, his breath warmly hitting against her ear.
Li Jia was startled and looked around, to glance at the audience.
Sure enough, the whispers and giggles had intensified.
"They're so cute together!"
"She looks like she wants to murder him, but that's part of their charm." "Zhao Tian is such a show-off, but you can't deny he's got style." Her embarrassment only deepened as she heard someone shout from the stands, "Kiss her already!"
Zhao Tian chuckled, his eyes gleaming with playfulness. "Hear that, Jia? They're giving us suggestions."
"You wouldn't dare," she said through gritted teeth, though her tone wavered slightly.
"Hmm..." He pretended to consider it.
"You're right. I wouldn't dare... not in front of all these people, anyway. I'm a gentleman, after all."
"A gentleman wouldn't have done this in the first place!" she snapped, kicking her legs again in a futile attempt to free herself.
"Don't struggle idiot, you can do all of that in bed."
A sigh escaped Li Jia's lips "I am going to kill you bastard..."
With a chuckle, he replied "In bed? I am all for it..." The crowd continued to cheer as Zhao Tian gave a lazy wave and walked away, carrying Li Jia while she was torn between punching him and crawling into a hole to hide. "This infuriating bastard..." she muttered u nder her breath, clenching her fists. But deep down, she couldn't help the small, reluctant smile that tugged at her lips. Meanwhile, among the disciples, a young man was standing there, his red eyes narrowing in contemplation. "So, he is that Zhao Tian."
Ren Wian had a thoughtful look on his face "Finally, I found a great stepping stone to give my debut within this sect."
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