"Senior Yun, watch out!" Huang Xiao cupped his fists, then charged at Yun Feng first.
Seeing Huang Xiao move, the remaining nine did not hesitate either, lunging at Yun Feng together.
"Good. I'll play with you for a quarter of an hour." With both hands behind his back, Yun Feng lightly tapped the ground with his foot. His body drifted back several yards like floating catkins. Then, the instant his foot touched down, he applied a little force, changed direction, and glided several more yards sideways.
Huang Xiao and the other nine naturally chased Yun Feng, but he kept roaming around the arena with his movement technique, leaving them utterly unable to get close.
"Sect Leader Yun's Flowing Cloud Movement truly is incomparably graceful!" An expert on the raised platform could not help marveling as he watched Yun Feng perform his movement technique in the arena.
"Flowing Cloud Movement ranks among the martial world's notable lightness and movement techniques. Naturally, it has its wonders. Sect Leader Yun isn't using any internal power at all right now. With this movement technique alone, never mind these ten unranked youngsters-even third-class martial artists, including those of the third-rate upper grade, would struggle to touch the corner of his robe," another said.
"Normally, these ten youngsters would have no chance of succeeding. However, the Arrest Sage did say there were two reserve constable positions available, so that depends on Sect Leader Yun's mood. If he's in a good mood, he'll naturally let two lucky youngsters pass. If they're unlucky, perhaps no one will pass," another man said with a laugh.
In fact, Yun Feng would not go easy on them because of his personal preferences. After all, so many experts were present, and the Arrest Sage was there in person; he would not dare