"What for? To help those people bully the common folk?"
Li Yang stared at the two people on the Martial Arts Stage, his face expressionless.
During his time at Qingxiao Sect, his martial arts had improved by leaps and bounds. He often went to the Martial Arts Stage to spar with others, and many disciples knew him. He was practically a regular there.
Zhao Linglong said helplessly, "Things aren't as bad as you think. And if the dynasty is no good, you should work harder to change it, not give up on yourself here."
"How do you know I'm giving up on myself?" Li Yang retorted.
Zhao Linglong didn't know how to respond, because Li Yang really was devoting himself to martial arts.
But what use was practicing martial arts alone?
Li Yang's background meant he was destined not to roam the martial world. His future lay on the battlefield and in the imperial court.
"Senior Brother Xue, please give me your guidance!"
Ji Ya looked at Xue Jin and cupped his hands. He had an ordinary face and a short build, and his voice sounded a little timid. But a ruthless streak ran through his bones, one that showed itself in battle.
Xue Jin raised his sword in salute, then launched the first attack.
Ji Ya struck out with both palms, unleashing the Nine Heavens Divine Palm. Roiling Origin Energy burst forth, the force of his palms sweeping across the entire Martial Arts Stage and leaving Xue Jin no choice but to raise his sword and block.
"Same opening move again. With that much Internal Energy, he really can do whatever he wants!"
A disciple below the stage sighed. Ji Ya always began his matches this way.
His Nine Heavens Divine Palm wasn't as refined as Yang Jueding's or