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Chapter 398 - 424: For You, It’s Worth It!

Chapter 398: Chapter 424: For You, It’s Worth It!

Watching Wang Yuan charge at him, Fang Yi gave a cold smile.

As Wang Yuan rushed forward, a wooden stick appeared in his hand—an object he carried with him to substitute for an Iron Sword.

The stick shot straight towards Fang Yi’s cheek. Although it was a wooden stick, it carried Sword Intent.

After all, Wang Yuan was at the second tier of Earth Level, a True Disciple of the Sky Sword Sect. The swordsmanship of the Sky Sword Sect was exquisitely refined. With Wang Yuan’s discerning aptitude, he had already gained some insight into their techniques, making his attacks incredibly sharp.

As swift as lightning, the stick turned into a swordlike weapon, its assault fierce and intense.

Fang Yi clearly saw Wang Yuan’s move. The wooden stick bore an invisible and colorless momentum, but it was enshrouded with a faint Sword Intent, which made Fang Yi take it seriously.

Fang Yi stepped back, tilting his head to dodge the strike headed straight for his face. The stick seemed to barely miss brushing Fang Yi’s cheek, a fierce breeze slashing past his face.

Fang Yi felt a chill in his heart; Wang Yuan’s sword technique seemed quite good.

Fang Yi retreated two steps backward, a smile appearing on his face, and said, "Not bad swordsmanship. That move of yours does have a flavor of the ’Electric Snake Swordsmanship.’"

Seeing Fang Yi pushed back, Wang Yuan felt somewhat proud inside. However, when Fang Yi mentioned "Electric Snake Swordsmanship," Wang Yuan was instantly taken aback.

The "Electric Snake Sword" was a sword technique of the Sky Sword Sect. How could the opponent know about it? The move he had just used was indeed from "Electric Snake Swordsmanship."

"Who exactly are you? How do you know the sword technique of our Sky Sword Sect!" Wang Yuan angrily demanded. "Which sect do you belong to?"

"Me? I am simply called Fang Yi," Fang Yi chuckled.

"Is that so?" Wang Yuan snorted coldly and said, "Humph! No matter who you are, I’d like to see how many moves you can withstand under my sword technique!"

"Three moves," Fang Yi said, his smile now gone, speaking calmly all of a sudden.

"Three moves? Your arrogance knows no bounds! Within three moves, I will defeat you!" Wang Yuan sneered, finding Fang Yi’s words ludicrous. Instead, Fang Yi’s words only fueled his competitive spirit.

Wang Yuan gripped the wooden stick and flicked it, as if stirring up the sound of the wind.

The next moment, the stick traced invisible lines in the air, darting towards Fang Yi like lightning, resembling an unpredictable snake slithering and twisting, attacking various parts of Fang Yi’s body.

Fang Yi did not intercept head-on. It seemed like Wang Yuan had already unleashed all the moves of the "Electric Snake Swordsmanship."

"Electric Snake Penetration!"

Seeing Fang Yi dodging, Wang Yuan intensified his aggression.

Fang Yi continued to evade and did not try to block directly.

"Is dodging all you can do? Talking about beating me within three moves, isn’t that laughable?" Wang Yuan was somewhat frustrated; his opponent wasn’t confronting him head-on, and he could do nothing because he found that Fang Yi’s footwork was too fast and he was unable to keep up.

Fang Yi laughed and said, "Fine, since you want a direct confrontation, I’ll give you one."

Hearing these words, Wang Yuan tensed up, his expression solemn, mentally preparing for what was to come.

The next moment, true to his word, Fang Yi no longer dodged. He bent his knees slightly as if getting ready to sprint, and then he charged straight at Wang Yuan, like a fierce tiger pouncing on its prey, exceptionally fast.

Seeing Fang Yi coming directly at him, Wang Yuan sneered inwardly, and instinctively made a direct thrust with the wooden stick.

Fang Yi still didn’t dodge, but at that moment, he suddenly raised his hand and slapped it forward.

Seeing this, Wang Yuan sneered once more inside, channeling his true energy into the wooden stick, thinking, "It’s merely flesh and blood; I’ll make your hand open up and bleed."

As the wooden stick thrust forward, Fang Yi’s palm met the stick.

In an instant, an enormous force repelled out from Fang Yi’s hand.

However, don’t forget, Fang Yi had never used weapons in past battles; he was proficient in hand-to-hand combat. Therefore, his body’s strength far surpassed that of an average person. Moreover, Fang Yi’s palm was infused with true energy, and his true energy far exceeded that of his peers at the same level.

Vast and mighty internal energy was attached to his palm, and Fang Yi’s face remained fearless as he struck the wooden stick.

Wang Yuan’s face had carried a cold sneer, but at that moment, it froze because he found that the wooden stick in his hand had been smacked back at him.

In the next moment, the wooden stick flew straight back, grazing his arm and leaving a deep gash, turning flesh and skin inside out.

Agony surged, and Wang Yuan’s stick instinctively fell from his grasp, and Fang Yi caught the falling stick.

There was the sound of wind approaching, Wang Yuan’s face turned to shock, and he retreated in pain.

The very stick that belonged to Wang Yuan was now flying towards his face, leaving him no choice but to retreat, but there was a bar behind him, and Wang Yuan crashed into it, knocking down the glasses and everything else on it.

And the spot Wang Yuan retreated to was right at Bai Jingjing’s feet.

Just a moment ago, the high and mighty Wang Yuan, who looked down on everyone with disdain, now lay awkwardly at Bai Jingjing’s feet.

Somehow, a cold liquid drizzled onto his head, and when Wang Yuan looked up, he only saw Bai Jingjing pouring wine over his head.

"Wang Yuan, how does the ice wine taste?" Bai Jingjing’s face wore a smile, her laugh not showing her teeth.

Yet, it was this that caused Wang Yuan significant psychological humiliation.

Defeated by Fang Yi, Wang Yuan was already furious, and now with Bai Jingjing’s insult, he could no longer hold back and roared, about to strike at Bai Jingjing.

But as Wang Yuan just began to raise his backside, a figure had already rushed over and stepped him right back to the ground with one foot.

This step threw Wang Yuan’s internal energies into disarray, his organs churning uncontrollably.

Fang Yi didn’t care how wretched and pained Wang Yuan was under his foot, instead, he turned to look at Bai Jingjing and said, "I have to say, you’re quite bold, what if you had gotten hurt?"

"Would you cry?"

"No," Fang Yi shook his head, "but I would be heartbroken."

Bai Jingjing’s heart warmed, and she smiled coquettishly, "With you around, what do I have to fear?"

Fang Yi paused, then he too smiled, "Right, you’re my woman, and if anyone dares to touch you, I’ll kill him!"

Fang Yi wasn’t just talking big, right then, under his foot, he was stepping on someone. If Fang Yi wanted to kill Wang Yuan, he could do it in a minute; this was Fang Yi’s proof to Bai Jingjing.

Bai Jingjing glanced at Wang Yuan beneath Fang Yi’s foot and said with a flirtatious smile, "That’s enough, lift your foot, you might kill him if you keep stepping on him, and then you’ll become an enemy of the Sky Sword Sect."

"Fine, I’ll listen to you."

Fang Yi lifted his foot and released Wang Yuan.

Wang Yuan slowly stood up, unsteady, and after putting some distance between himself and Fang Yi, his several disciples rushed to support him.

Wang Yuan took a deep breath and glared at Fang Yi, "Fang Yi, I’ll remember today’s grudge!"

Fang Yi’s eyebrows shot up, "Want to seek revenge? You’ll probably need your senior brother Zhou Hao for that."

Wang Yuan’s expression momentarily halted, then he said coldly, "You won’t be pleased for long!"

Having said this, Wang Yuan left in a humiliating state with his several disciples, leaving behind the trashed bar.

Bai Jingjing took a sip of ice wine and laughed, "Is it worth it, attracting such enemies for my sake?"

Having suffered a disadvantage, the Sky Sword Sect would certainly not let it go, and soon Fang Yi would face a formidable opponent like the Sky Sword Sect.

Hearing Bai Jingjing ask that, Fang Yi shook his head and then smiled, "For you, it’s worth it."

A nameless warmth rose in Bai Jingjing’s heart.