Wang Ye had known as soon as Liu Qi asked for a friendly spar that Wang Yue would have him step in. He could only walk forward a couple of steps and assume a starting stance toward Liu Qi, saying lazily, "Wang Ye. Please go easy on me."
Liu Qi was even angrier. So Wang Ye was saying he wasn't good enough, huh? He thought, I'll give Wang Ye a good beating and vent my anger first!
Having made up his mind, Liu Qi cupped his hands and said seriously, "Please!"
He was from the Penglai Sword Sect. Though he didn't have a sword, his unarmed combat skills were still beyond what an ordinary person could match—at least, he was much stronger than Bian Qing.
Unfortunately, his opponent was Wang Ye. Wang Yue was exceptionally talented, and Wang Ye's understanding of Taiji had grown ever deeper. He had long since begun to explore how Taiji gave rise to the Two Forms, and the Two Forms gave rise to the Eight Trigrams.
Wang Ye couldn't yet create a domain or anything like that, but by following the transformations of the Eight Trigrams, he could easily find the best position to stand. His footwork shifted with the changing formations, and he moved extremely fast.
Liu Qi's qi was only a little denser than Bian Qing's, and he had a little more experience. But after yesterday's battle, Wang Ye had gained a little experience himself.
With the two of them side by side, Liu Qi's situation was much like Bian Qing's. He had the upper hand at first, but before long, he was being pressed back.
After fighting for a while, he grew anxious. He knew that if things continued like this, he might end up getting beaten too. That would be humiliating.