"No."
Ye Xin's voice remained cold.
Two simple words left even Nangong Xuanyi at a loss for words.
"Fine. Then I won't hold back."
Rolling his neck, Nangong Xuanyi charged at Ye Xin with a blade in each hand.
Ye Xin clenched his right fist, ready to strike, when a flash of sword light crossed his vision.
The light faded, and a sword stood firmly embedded in the ground before him.
Ye Xin looked closer. It was Azure Frost.
He turned and saw Ye Lin smiling at him.
Ye Xin gave Ye Lin a slight nod, then seized the hilt and charged at Nangong Xuanyi.
"That's more like it. Even if I win, at least it won't be an unfair victory."
Nangong Xuanyi grinned. With a blade in each hand, he leaped into the air and slashed down at Ye Xin.
Terrifying blade energy scattered in every direction, and a fierce gale engulfed the entire Arena.
That gale was formed from pure blade energy. Stray slashes tore through it, and any one of them could severely wound a Golden Immortal.
Ye Xin's expression stayed cold. Wielding Azure Frost, he dodged the blade energy around him and rapidly closed in on Nangong Xuanyi.
As a puppet, he possessed a wealth of combat experience. One glance was enough for him to spot Nangong Xuanyi's opening.
But Nangong Xuanyi was no pushover. When he saw Ye Xin closing in, he guessed what Ye Xin intended.
"Get close to me? Naive."
After those two flat words, Nangong Xuanyi abruptly retreated.
"One-Blade Slash!"
Two terrifying arcs of blade energy hurtled straight at Ye Xin.
Ye Xin raised Azure Frost before him.
In an instant, the force of the blade energy hurled him away.
"Heavenly Gang Step!"
Nangong Xuanyi's figure grew indistinct, flickering through the Void.