Chu Jie and Su Shi Yilu were old rivals.
Their strengths were evenly matched: one might have the upper hand today, only for the other to pull ahead next time. The gap between them was negligible, and though they had clashed several times, neither had ever managed to kill the other. If they fought in front of their armies, whoever stepped forward first would surely force the other to raise the truce flag.
This was also a subtle tacit understanding.
This time was naturally no exception.
Su Shi Yilu rode out to battle. Chu Jie planted one foot on the crenellation of the city wall, then leaped down, accelerating like a cannonball or a massive boulder as he landed.
Boom—
A thunderous crash rang out, sending dust billowing.
A huge pit split open beneath his feet.
"Let your old man teach you a lesson!" Chu Jie roared the instant he landed. He raised his hand and made a fist in the air. Golden martial energy surged wildly, its dazzling radiance transforming into a great saber. It howled as it violently blasted through the dust and shot straight at Su Shi Yilu's face.
They disagreed for one sentence, and the fight began the moment he landed!
Clang!
Su Shi Yilu met the attack head-on as well.
"Get lost!"
Two martial energies of different colors yet equally surging with Killing Intent exploded the instant they collided. A wild gale roared. The falling snow that had drifted down at some unknown point was swept high into the sky, forming an inverted waterfall flowing in strange hues. Everyone on the city wall raised their hands to shield themselves from the wind.
Chu Yao watched the scene, his fingers curling slightly.
After that probing strike, Chu Jie felt a trace of surprise.
He could clearly