"Very good. Since I left my master's tutelage, you're the first person to destroy my clothes!" Yun Xingzhui's Daoist robe had been ruined beyond recognition, leaving only a few scraps of cloth draped over him. Though a thick mist had formed around his body to cover his embarrassment not long after he was exposed, it was still humiliating.
"You took first place. I'm truly sorry, but Yun Xingzhui, you're famous now." I finally understood why this fellow wore that Daoist robe. He probably thought his swordsmanship was so unfathomable that it would be difficult for anyone to leave even a few scars on him. So aside from using it to test his strength, he was also showing off.
"If I had a suitable sword in my hand, do you think you'd stand a chance?" Yun Xingzhui looked furious. As he fled wildly under my assault, he spotted a group of Dao Third Realm city enforcers rushing over to maintain order. The instant he saw one of them carrying a sword, he ran toward him, intending to seize it as a weapon.
I found it amusing. Could this fellow really think a stolen sword could be used right away? Without refining it first, even the finest sword would lack spiritual resonance. His power would be obstructed and unable to be infused into the blade, which would also remain fragile and useless.
Besides, how could I possibly let him take the sword so easily?
Whoosh!
When he reached out to seize the sword, Sword Qi blasted out in a frenzy, directly blocking his attempt. The Dao Third Realm city enforcer also reacted, his heart filling with anger. He joined me in attacking Yun Xingzhui.
Yun Xingzhui was furious beyond words. He could only change direction and dive toward the streets below, planning