The spear’s edge gracefully glimpsed, and Su Xing blocked it.

  In the next instant, his left hand’s fingers snapped, launching Purple Thunder.

  The Water Illusion Fairy spun, her clothes spry and lively. The sword in Su Xing’s hand moved, and the killing intent scraped out of the air was then pared away, attached to the tip of his sword. Su Xing gripped his sword as he scampered away, his body like a roaming dragon, his two legs pumping, fast to the point they were a blur.

  Metal clanged.

  A hurricane and killing intent fluttered in succession. Practically before they could return to their senses, the two of them were already carrying out a battle.

  The exchanges of sword and spear could even be called extraordinarily fierce. White light burst, with light rays like chains. Purple Thunder and wind interwove in the air, raising a scene beautiful to the extreme, and in the middle of this extremely beautiful scene, Zhang Yuqi, Hu Niangzi and Zhang Feiyu had already forgotten that the scene before them was a competition.

  Xi Yue spun and attacked repeatedly, her figure coming across like wind.

  “Have you really forgotten me?” Xi Yue spoke.

  “Have we met before?” Su Xing wrinkled his brow, taking a step back. Suddenly, he raised his sword, having noticed a gap. Su Xing quickly closed in, his hand seizing the Water Illusion Fairy’s white wrist. Immediately afterwards, he pressed his sword against the young girl’s delicate neck. Who could have anticipated that Water Illusion Fairy Xi Yue would be grabbed by Su Xing. Who knew whether or not this was the first time she was so close to a man or if she was actually powerless, but she instantly fell powerlessly backwards, laying against Su Xing’s chest.

  Her eyes glimmered, both unangry and unresentful. Her cheeks were the color of peach blossoms, with an abundance of tender sentiments.

  Su Xing was flabbergasted.

  What sort of expression is this, don’t you think she looks a bit lovestruck.

  “Shall we continue?” Su Xing wrinkled his brow. His hand flexed, about to push the girl aside.

  How could he have foreseen that Xi Yue would grab the corners of his clothes, not allowing him to do so.

  “…” Su Xing.

  “At that time in Flower Dragon Cave, you saved me. Did you really forget?” Xi Yue whispered.

  “Did I save you at Flower Dragon Cave?” Su Xing could not recall. The sole memory was the Gong Caiwei stricken with the dragon’s fluids.

  “You gave me a Water Escape Talisman.” Xi Yue did not give up at all.