A Coffin-Borne Fight to the Death

Lei Sheng's face darkened with embarrassment. He exhaled sharply and struck out with both palms, lightning flashing around them. Every move boomed like a great bell.

"The Great Thunderclap Palm!" someone cried.

Once Lei Sheng unleashed his signature technique, Gu Yulian fell on the defensive. Forced back again and again, she could barely hold her ground. The righteous heroes cheered and shouted encouragement.

Bai Xiaowen stood beside Yin Fei when she suddenly asked, "Do you think Yulian can win?"

Bai Xiaowen figured Yin Fei was testing his judgment. But even with his Melee Specialty, he couldn't tell which fighter was stronger, so he answered honestly, "I can't tell which of them is better. But Palace Mistress Gu always thinks things through before she acts. Since she chose Lei Sheng as her opponent, I doubt she'll lose."

Yin Fei seemed pleased by his honesty. She nodded. "You're a good man, clever and cautious. You're worthy of being Yulian's husband."

Bai Xiaowen grumbled inwardly, Yin Fei, is this really the time to bring that up?

Besides, Gu Yulian doesn't like men. Don't you know that? And even if she did, this young master is already taken...

Unaware of his thoughts, Yin Fei watched the fight and said calmly, "If Yulian lasts thirty moves, her chances of winning will rise to seventy percent."

Bai Xiaowen had examined Lei Sheng's skills with Insight. He nodded in realization. "Right. Lei Sheng's cultivation technique is fierce and powerful, but he lacks stamina. He's rather like Valley Master Kuang Wei in that respect."

Still, very few experts in the world could withstand thirty moves from Lei Sheng, master of Thunderfire Hall. It was too early to be optimistic about Gu Yulian's fight.

Yin Fei stopped watching the clash and turned to Bai Xiaowen. "You'll face Zuo Yunxuan