"How ridiculous, how utterly ridiculous. Fine, since you don't dare fight, I, Xu, won't stay here and make myself unwelcome. Oh, right, Commissioner Kuang, happy birthday. Try not to hurt so many people."
Xu Yi turned and walked away. The officials who had surrounded him automatically parted to let him through.
Commissioner Kuang roared, "You treacherous brat! If you want to fight, then fight!"
If he could have ignored his dignity and spat blood, Kuang Zhaohui would have already sprayed several pints of it.
Kuang Zhaohui finally understood. That sinister brat had completely blocked off his retreat. He had no choice but to fight.
If only he'd known, he shouldn't have hesitated. He could have thrown himself into the battle—he might not have lost.
"Then let's do it."
Xu Yi blurred and leaped out of the hall, landing directly in the martial arena. Kuang Zhaohui followed. Immediately, the stewards of the dojo dispatched people to swiftly set up a barrier around the arena.
At the level Xu Yi and Kuang Zhaohui had reached, a casual gesture might not destroy the heavens and earth, but leveling a city, toppling mountains, and filling seas really were as easy as flicking a finger.
Once the wards were in place, Kuang Zhaohui let out a long howl. "You rat! I'll destroy you today and rid the world of a menace. You—"
Before he could get past his opening words, countless dark clouds abruptly surged over the entire arena. From each cloud, a huge, eerie hand shot out and reached for Kuang Zhaohui.
Kuang Zhaohui hadn't expected Xu Yi to play so dirty, not even letting him finish his opening speech. He gave a long howl and waved both hands. A golden pillar of energy burst from his palms—his signature technique, Mountain River Refining. The