Chapter 379
The dragon ball was black, not too large or too small. It was like exquisite jadeware, bright and transparent.
All of the martial arts practitioners around could feel the energy it was giving off. They were deeply attracted.
When these people were about to start a bloody fight for the dragon ball, someone’s eyes lingered on Jiang Chen’s face. He got scared and started to retreat.
“Jiang Chen!” he exclaimed. The others’ faces were all seized by horror. The greed in their eyes was replaced with fear.
If asked who the strongest youngster in the Fire Field was, everyone would give Jiang Chen as an answer.
“Looks like no one wants it.”
Jiang Chen packed the dragon ball up and flew into the air. He returned to the Southwind Ridge first to update his grandpa with the latest information, then he went to the Dragon Field again.
On the balcony of the third floor, a man was walking into the air.
“Liu Shayang! It’s really him!”
“Although he’s from Evil Cloud Palace, he doesn’t look very evil to me.”
Liu Shayang was a youngster in his twenties with clear features. He was a handsome guy, no matter what aspect he was judged from. His eyes had that bad boy charm, and he was in a black robe. Many girls fell for him immediately when they saw him.
“Let’s cut the crap.”
Duan Wuhui was standing in the air, holding his sword. With his right hand grasping the handle, the aggressive energy of the sword merged perfectly with his brave nature. He was also charming.
“You’re from the Hero Palace?” Liu Shayang asked, smiling.
“No. The Hero Palace isn’t your only enemy,” said Duan Wuhui.
Liu Shayang shrugged his shoulders, still looking casual. Then a spiritual sword appeared in his hands. He said, “It seems we’re in the same state. If I attack and you defend, this fight could go on and on, and vice versa. How about this? We’ll only have the chance to launch one sword attack. It’s life or death. Do you dare?”
His provocative words made Duan Wuhui raise his eyebrows. He said, “Why not?”
No masculine creature took provocation well, especially under the gaze of so many people.
“So bring it on.”
“Blood of Thousands of Miles!”
The sword in Liu Shayang’s hands was emitting a mysterious red light. By then, he really did look like someone from Evil Cloud Palace, bloody and evil!
“The Swallow Looks Back!”
Duan Wuhui was decisive, too. He took a deep breath and drew the Sword of Flame out of its sheath. The flame turned the sky red, spreading until it covered thousands of miles.
The two of them, both using swords, were soon stuck in a desperate fight.
Suddenly, Liu Shayang smiled cunningly. The red light soared and turned into an aggressive white energy that pierced through Duan Wuhui’s sword and chest.
“You!”
Duan Wuhui covered his chest with his hands. Endless blood was dripping through his fingers. Staring at Liu Shayang’s back, he said with the last bit of energy he still had, “You rat.”
“I’m from the Evil Cloud Palace. It’s my nature to be evil.”
Duan Wuhui closed his eyes reluctantly. His path to becoming a strong man stopped here. He had intended to gain fame through killing, but he became another’s stepping stone instead.
“Will there be more morons?” Liu Shayang murmured to himself, wiping blood off his blade.