All the panic turned into a roar the instant the giant sword came hurtling toward them. "What are you waiting for? Attack! All of you, attack! Kill him! If we don't kill this scourge, the moment he leaves the trial grounds will be the day you and I die!"
Fourth Young Master Feng shouted himself hoarse. His Great Guan Dao interposed itself before the giant sword Xu Yi had unleashed, stopping it by the narrowest margin.
In the next instant, six attacks converged into a single violent ball of energy and hurtled toward Xu Yi.
At a thought from Xu Yi, a dense web of swords spread around him. The violent ball of energy tangled with the web for a moment, then finally tore it to shreds and slammed into Xu Yi.
Xu Yi took the blow, his body twisting abruptly. Once the violent spiritual energy filling the battlefield had dissipated, his flesh had returned to normal, though a flush now colored his face, and he was no longer as relaxed as before.
"I told you to attack together, but you had to dawdle and dither. If you'd all attacked at once, you might have taken me down already. Old Feng, you just had to save face and give me a chance. But if you're going to save face, you ought to see it through. Instead, at the very end, you panicked and shouted for help from every direction. I wonder if your sect will still acknowledge you as an Inner Sect Disciple once it learns of the disgraceful sight you made of yourself today. If I were your master, I'd be furious enough to drop dead."
Xu Yi calmly changed into a fresh blue robe, while the other six hunters were plainly still too stunned to launch another attack.