One casual taunt struck Ito Makoto's face like the loudest slap of all.
His lofty pride was torn to shreds, thrown to the ground, and ground underfoot again and again!
"Aaaah!"
"I'll kill you! I swear I'll kill you!"
Ito Makoto completely lost his composure. He roared like a wild beast, his eyes bloodshot, his reason utterly consumed by rage.
He abandoned every refined sword technique and skill, leaving only the most primitive, brutal slashes!
"Die! Die! Die! Just die!"
The Demon Blade Murasame stirred up gusts of icy wind as he swung it wildly without any technique, making its movements all the more unpredictable.
Yet Yue Xiaofei seemed to see through his every move. His right hand curled into a claw, and, quick as lightning, he seized Ito Makoto's sword-wielding wrist!
Crack!
A crisp, teeth-grating sound of breaking bone rang out!
Yue Xiaofei twisted his wrist, forcibly wrenching Ito Makoto's right arm to a grotesque angle!
"Aaaah!"
The excruciating pain drew a piercing scream from Ito Makoto. He could no longer hold the Demon Blade Murasame, and it flew from his hand.
Yue Xiaofei swept out his left hand and caught the icy Demon Blade securely.
Attacker and defender traded places once again!
"You..."
Ito Makoto was shocked and furious. He could not understand why his strength and speed seemed so laughable before this young man.
How could the Dragon Kingdom possibly have someone this powerful!
It made no sense!
Yet Yue Xiaofei gave him no time to think.
Thud!
A plain, unadorned straight punch slammed into Ito Makoto's face!
The tremendous force deformed his freshly healed face again and sent him flying backward. He crashed hard into the wall, then fell heavily to the floor.
"That punch was for the Snow Wolf special operations battalion!"
Yue Xiaofei's icy