Just as she did not know what to say, Jiang Xuan's calm voice rang out again. "What is there to fear? So what if they're students of Zi Dao Academy? It's not as if they've never been defeated."
"Crack!" Jiang Xuan's final words made it impossible for Yun Shengjie to maintain his composed expression any longer.
At this moment, the killing intent in his gaze toward Jiang Xuan was overwhelming—far greater than his anger when Jiang Xuan had previously regarded him as a clown jumping on a stage.
Part of it was because he had previously looked down on Jiang Xuan with the lofty attitude of the ignorant are not to blame.
But the greater reason was that Yun Shengjie attached immense importance to his identity as a student of Daozi Academy.
He regarded his status as a Daozi Academy student as supreme glory, the foundation of his superiority over others. He would not allow anyone to profane it in the slightest.
Under such circumstances, Jiang Xuan's "insult" and "contempt" naturally enraged him to the extreme.
"Ants who know neither the height of heaven nor the depth of earth truly exist everywhere. Heh heh..." After a grim, cold laugh, an almost violent aura suddenly erupted from Yun Shengjie. "Jiang Xuan, I will let you know why Daozi Academy is an Upper Court, and just how vast the gap between you and us truly is."
Those furious words and that perfected aura did not frighten Jiang Xuan.
His Abyssal Dharma Eye remained open, while a perfected aura likewise burst forth from around his body.
Boom!
As his aura rose, Jiang Xuan's body slowly lifted into the sky.
As he stirred his Spell Power and prepared himself for battle, Jiang Xuan looked at Yun Shengjie and spoke in a cold, indifferent voice.