The Clown Was Me All Along

Seeing that Xiang Wentian could no longer wait, Ye Yun put away his smile and said solemnly, "Since that's the case, let our battle begin!"

The moment Ye Yun finished speaking, Xiang Wentian charged toward him like a cheetah, moving with lightning speed.

Ye Yun showed no weakness either. His figure flickered as he launched himself at Xiang Wentian.

Once the distance between them closed, they each threw a punch at the other.

Bang!

As their fists collided, a thunderous impact rang out.

In an instant, both Xiang Wentian and Ye Yun were sent several meters back by the rebounding force.

Feeling the faint pain radiating from his fist, Xiang Wentian's heart gave a jolt.

He knew his own strength very well.

Originally, he had believed that with his current strength, he would be enough to contend with Ye Yun.

But now, it seemed that there was still a slight gap between him and Ye Yun.

Though this realization shocked Xiang Wentian, the battle intent in his heart only burned hotter.

Meanwhile, after exchanging that blow with Xiang Wentian, a trace of surprise rose in Ye Yun's heart.

Judging from their brief clash just now, it seemed he had underestimated this Senior Brother Xiang Wentian of his.

It now appeared that relying on merely fifty percent of his strength to win this battle would be somewhat difficult.

But this is good too. After I leave the Land of Seven Kingdoms, I'll be able to worry a little less about Purple Extreme Sect's future. Ye Yun thought to himself.

Ever since learning of the True Dragon Continent's existence, Ye Yun had been pondering this matter.

He had lived at the foot of Purple Extreme Sect's mountain since childhood, and after growing up, he had joined Purple Extreme Sect to practice martial