Zhao Wuji had never dreamed Xu Yi would answer him like that. For a moment, he couldn't tell whether Xu Yi was being serious or not, and his wariness of him only deepened. He even wondered if the man was actually a Domain expert deliberately suppressing his cultivation, playing the fool to catch the tiger.
"Brother Wuji, what's gotten into you today? You've always been decisive in killing, but you've never talked like this before. Why are you hesitating and hemming and hawing now? Could it be that you're truly afraid of this man? If you are, Fang is willing to step in for you."
Fang Xinghai continued to fan the flames.
Green Qi flickered between Zhao Wuji's brows. He took a deep breath and said, "Very well. Brother Fang looks like he can hardly wait to get started. This mere rat can be cut down by you. To be honest, I've run into some difficulties in my recent cultivation and suffered considerable injuries. It really wouldn't be wise for me to fight someone right now, so I'll trouble you with this, Brother Fang."
Fang Xinghai froze. He had never expected Zhao Wuji to be so shameless—to actually say something like that.
He quickly figured out what Zhao Wuji was worried about and inwardly cursed. If he'd known that bastard was this shameless, why would he have stuck his nose into this?
As he hesitated, Xu Yi flashed away. Zhao Wuji instantly lunged after him, blocking his path. "Trying to leave? Not so easy."
With a sweep of his hand, a mass of perfect circle Spiritual Power formed in an instant, enveloping Xu Yi.
Xu Yi said coldly, "Couldn't you have done that from the start? You had to waste all that breath first."
He swept out a hand and