Chapter 238: Fire and Snow (Part One)
When Zhang Junxue stepped onto the arena, the man who had arrived first was already standing opposite her, waiting with his hand resting on his sword.
An expanse of empty white ground, and opposite her, that black cloak.
In an instant, Zhang Junxue entered another state.
On her way over, she had still been weighed down by her argument with Pei Ye, but the moment she stood in this arena and looked at the man waiting leisurely opposite her, something fiercer and more cutting surged up from deep within her, burning away every other feeling.
That pitch-black cloak was like the deep night smothering her mouth and nose; that crimson sword was thick as blood.
From her first moment standing before this man, she knew she would never regret her earlier decision.
This was what she wanted to do: exchange blood for blood, repay pain with pain, and pour the fire kindled by the knife in her heart straight over his head!
Without any preparation or prelude, a cauldron chime seemed to sound faintly, but Zhang Junxue could no longer hear it.
The flames that had burned stifled inside a small, dark box for decades suddenly had their lid thrown open. Wind swept air inside, and the flames leaped up. She charged like a tiger, her heavy saber cleaving a crescent through the air that could be seen with the naked eye!
Her opening move was the Zhang Family's Waist-Slaying Saber at full strength. The fierce wind severed the hair over the man's forehead before the blade reached him.
She set almost half the arena's air in motion. Nothing in the bouts before hers had displayed such might!
Shang Huaitong raised an eyebrow at this abrupt attack. He turned his scabbard and drew