Pulling Silk from the Cocoon, the Seven Emotions Render Merit

"Young master, watch out." In the small courtyard, Ji Zhong held his sword and thrust it toward Chen Luo.

Watching the scene before him, Chen Luo became slightly distracted.

He suddenly recalled when he had first crossed over, written The Smiling, Proud Wanderer, comprehended "How Tai Shan Is," and dragged Xiao Ji, who was still in the Scholar Realm, over to test the move on him.

Time flowed on, and the years passed like a shuttle. The two mischievous youths of old had now both become great experts of the Second Rank Realm.

Those distant memories...

Had already become events from more than a year ago.

First Senior Brother had been right. Living in the same era as the Lord of the Dao was an immense stroke of luck!

Oh, right. I was the Lord of the Dao.

A few thoughts of the past flashed by in an instant. Chen Luo came back to himself. At that moment, the sword-light rising from Ji Zhong's Broken Sword was less than three inches from him. With a thought, Chen Luo activated the Martial Dao Supernatural Power Universe Great Shift, instantly twisting space and evading Ji Zhong's sword-light. He raised his hand and grabbed toward Ji Zhong's arm.

With merely a lift of his hand, Chen Luo's palm seemed to blot out the sky and cover the earth, leaving nowhere to escape.

This was not because Chen Luo had moved so quickly that afterimages had formed. It was an illusion produced when the Shaolin Dragon Claw Hand had reached the supernatural-power realm.

"I was just waiting for you to make your move, Young Master." The corners of Ji Zhong's lips lifted slightly. He suddenly half-turned and leaped into the air, sweeping his Broken Sword through the phantom of Chen Luo's Dragon Claw Hand.