24 Top Outer Disciple, Part One

Facing Zhao Yijian’s disdain, Zhao Feng only faintly smiled. Although Zhao Yijian was strong, he had an arrogant attitude. This meant that it was useless to talk to him. Only with actions could you prove what you wanted to say.

Although Zhao Feng did not respond, his attitude was like needles in Zhao Yijian’s eyes.

The crowd was slightly taken aback. Zhao Yijian was already very arrogant, but Zhao Feng’s silence did more than what words could say.

“Kid, if you don’t speak now, you won’t be able to speak later,” Zhao Yijian said deeply.

_Jiang!_

His sword flashed in front of Zhao Feng.

Zhao Yijian started with Cold Flowing Sword. Although he was very arrogant, he knew that Zhao Feng had the strength of a quasi Martial Artist, so he had to go full out.

Zhao Feng felt a chill coming from the sword.

_Ssssss!_

The sword missed Zhao Feng’s shoulder by half an inch.

“What a high technique! I can only see the after-image!”