"It seemed I really did need to experience Mr. Xu's superb skills for myself."
The shock on Tu Xingchen's face vanished in a flash. His eyes fixed on Xu Yi, brimming with fighting spirit.
"Xu was of the same mind."
Xu Yi wore a smile, but inwardly, he had raised his guard to the highest level. From what he had learned, he knew how terrifying Tu Xingchen was: balanced in both offense and defense, he was one of the very best in the Yin Venerate Realm.
Xu Yi had barely finished speaking when a black shadow flashed by. It moved with a speed comparable to a Swift Body Talisman, reaching him in the blink of an eye.
Xu Yi had been prepared. With a thought, streaks of golden light circled his body, forming an impeccable defensive line.
The golden light flickered, but the black shadow's momentum didn't falter. It pierced through the golden light. After a clatter of blows, Xu Yi took a hit to the chest and was sent flying like a cannonball.
Before he could steady himself, the black shadow came hurtling after him once more, forcing its way through the golden light and striking savagely at his head.
The black shadow surged like a storm, sweeping over him in a torrent. It didn't so much as dodge the flashes of golden light, relentlessly pursuing Xu Yi and unleashing a furious barrage. It darted east, then west, up, then down, now high in the sky, now beneath the sea.
The black shadow clung to him like a maggot in his bones; Xu Yi was a ball in its hands.
Whether Xu Yi unleashed his True Malice or the golden light assailed his opponent, the black shadow never retreated. Under the fierce blows, Xu Yi couldn't even steady himself.