Divine Swallow Saber Li Xiuchang descended through the air opposite Chu Xisheng. His gaze was cold, his expression dark as he said, "I told Si Huangquan. This match goes to me first!"
"You told me, but I never agreed."
Si Huangquan followed, leaping out through the window and landing on the stone platform.
His hand rested on his saber as he looked at Li Xiuchang with displeasure. "Li Xiuchang, Brother Chu and I made an agreement yesterday. This breaks the rules."
Li Xiuchang calmly cupped his hands. "Please forgive me, Brother Si! You and Young Hero Chu are close friends. You can exchange pointers whenever you like. Opportunities for me to fight the tenth seat of the Ten Divine Talented Young Blades are rare."
He looked at Chu Xisheng, narrowing his long, willow-leaf eyes slightly. A blade-cold gleam shone within them. "I don't want to wait until his strength and vitality have ebbed before testing myself against him. That would be no fun."
Chu Xisheng was at his peak now, his edge fully displayed and his vitality surging.
Only defeating Chu Xisheng at his best would be interesting.
Once Chu Xisheng had fought Si Huangquan, there was no telling what state he would be in.
Chu Xisheng might lose to Si Huangquan's saber, or his vitality might decline.
Li Xiuchang might also see through his saber techniques as the two fought.
It would be no fun then.
It would feel like picking up someone else's leftovers, without a trace of flavor.
Si Huangquan could not help frowning.
Just as he was about to speak, Chu Xisheng broke into a surprised laugh. "Since Brother Li insists on fighting my second match, let him have it, Brother Si. You can wait a moment at the side. This fight shouldn't take much time."