Arrogance

Li Yi's actions prompted a flicker of interest in Gong Wushuang's eyes. She nodded and said, "Little brother, you do have guts... So, you've decided to fight to the death? I'm getting more and more interested in you... If you surrender now, maybe I'll even spare you some trouble." She licked her lips, but her plain appearance did nothing to pique Li Yi's interest. Moving his slightly numb body, Li Yi responded with a faint smile, "If Miss Gong were more attractive, maybe I'd consider surrendering without a fight... But unfortunately, your appearance really doesn't appeal to me!"

Gong Wushuang's expression remained unchanged as she responded indifferently, "Well, that's your choice to make. If you die, don't blame me... But I always appreciate talent. You seem to have some tricks up your sleeve. Why not show me if they can save your life?" Li Yi glanced coldly at Gong Wushuang and sighed with a complex look in his eyes, "I think... you'll regret this..."

"Let's see how I'll regret it," Gong Wushuang said with a cold smile. Li Yi, without wasting more words, took a deep breath, feeling his Qi restored to its peak. He closed his eyes, preparing for something astonishing. Gong Wushuang watched Li Yi's enigmatic movements with anticipation. The surrounding battles momentarily paused, drawing everyone's attention to Li Yi. Even the bandits and guards stopped to observe, creating a tense atmosphere.

Iron Lion frowned, wondering, "What is that kid up to? He doesn't really think he can do something, does he?" Madam Feng sneered, "Whatever he plans, it's meaningless... Gong Wushuang is not just a simple Fighter... Right, Nalan Ping?" Nalan Ping smiled bitterly, realizing he couldn't fathom Gong Wushuang's strength. If even he, a seven-crystal Warrior, couldn't gauge her, then she must be formidable...

Suddenly, the elemental Qi of the world seemed to stir, unnaturally flowing towards Li Yi. The previously clear night sky became clouded with an odd blood-red glow. This change made Gong Wushuang's heart skip a beat - an impossible sensation in front of a mere Fighter. The only explanation was...

Gong Wushuang, with a hint of regret, realized allowing Li Yi to recover his Qi might have been a mistake. She stepped back, summoning a crystal-clear sword in her hand. Her serious demeanor surprised everyone, including Nalan Ping, who speculated, "Is this... is he causing these clouds? Ordinary techniques can't..."

"What? His name is Li Yi?" Madam Feng exclaimed in shock. Iron Lion's expression changed, "Could it be the Li Yi from Wan Chao City? The same one rumored to have a Fighter as a master?"

The crowd grew anxious at the mention of Li Yi having a Fighter-level master. The dense clouds above began flashing with blood-red lightning, further intensifying the eerie atmosphere. Li Yi, looking somewhat ferocious, chuckled, "Miss Gong Wushuang, I can't fully control this move myself... If I accidentally hurt you, please don't hold it against me!"

"White Tiger technique? Blood Moon Fury?" Gong Wushuang's expression changed, recalling a legendary, elusive technique. "Correct, but no prize... Please, Miss Gong, take this move!" Li Yi, with a cold laugh, raised his right hand. Blood-red lightning struck down, which he grasped, channeling blood-red Qi into a crescent moon shape on his palm.

"Take this! Blood Moon Fury!" With Li Yi's wild laughter, he swung his hand down towards Gong Wushuang. The Blood Moon sliced through, making everything seem illusory. Though Li Yi's strike wasn't as exaggerated as the Serpent Venerable's, the blood-red crescent fiercely descended.

Everywhere in sight was bathed in blood-red, as if the very elemental Qi of the weather had been torn asunder! Gong Wushuang's eyes were filled with shock. The calm aura she had maintained vanished completely. This move filled her with a bone-chilling cold. However, this was no time to be stunned. Gong Wushuang's figure flickered slightly, and a set of exquisite Qi armor appeared on her body. Then, her right hand wielding the sword burst into a blue glow. The sword quivered, turning into dozens of sword lights, like lightning, meeting the descending blood moon head-on. "Sword Wind Dance!" The appearance of Qi armor symbolized the strength of a King level fighter, and this "Sword Wind Dance," just by its momentum, seemed to be a high-level Zhuque technique. Gong Wushuang appeared to have put forth her full strength, as if not doing so might lead her to capsize in the gutter today.

Blood light and sword wind collided, followed by blinding flashes and a series of thunderous booms. "Boom! Boom! Boom!!!" After numerous explosions, the blood-red glow finally plummeted down, smashing where Gong Wushuang stood. She was sent flying back in a sorry state, her Qi armor now tattered compared to its initial elegance. Clearly, she had not fully withstood the previous impacts. A trickle of blood escaped her lips; her face turned deathly pale, but her gaze was fixed on the sky.

Li Yi was also turning pale. Although he managed to float in the air due to the strange force field created by the Blood Moon Fury, the move's cost was tremendous. He felt a sense of emptiness inside. If he hadn't forcibly held back the blood rushing to his throat, he might have already fainted. Facing the onslaught of a King level fighter was truly extraordinary. Even using a White Tiger level technique, he had suffered greatly.

As the light in the sky slowly dissipated, the blood-red Qi still lingered. The two stared at each other from afar, and sparks seemed to fly at the moment their eyes met. "Heh heh..." Li Yi let out a dry laugh, "A King level fighter really lives up to the reputation. I tried so hard, yet I couldn't inflict real damage on you, Miss Gong. You are indeed formidable!"

Gong Wushuang looked bitter, coughed violently, and said softly, "White Tiger technique! It's actually a White Tiger technique! Little brother, I truly underestimated you... It's just a pity... just a pity that you're only a Fighter. If you were a Warrior with such a technique, I wouldn't even fight today; I would have just left."

Li Yi sneered coldly, his figure slightly shaking in the air, his eyes peculiarly falling on Gong Wushuang, "Miss Gong... You didn't really think that a White Tiger level technique only had that much power, did you?" Gong Wushuang's expression changed slightly, then chuckled, "Little brother, although I'm injured, my eyesight is still good. You restored your Qi with healing pills just to use that technique. I suppose the White Tiger technique demands a lot of Qi. If I'm not wrong, you must be running on fumes now... Come, obediently hand over the Martial Deity Remnant Jade and the scroll of the White Tiger level technique, and I'll leave you a whole corpse, how about that?"

Li Yi coldly laughed, "So this time, it's not just about handing over the items and letting me go?" Gong Wushuang sighed helplessly, "If it were possible, I wouldn't want to kill you... But with your strength and background, and such a powerful technique, if I don't kill you after taking the items... I won't be able to eat in peace later."

"If only there were regret medicine in this world... I would rather have never offended you," Li Yi said indifferently. "Unfortunately, there is no such thing... You forced yourself onto this path. As for me, I never wanted to oppose a King level fighter!" Gong Wushuang's face turned cold, "Then, little brother... I can only send you on your way!"

"Send me on my way?" Li Yi's face showed a trace of mockery, then he said lightly, "Miss Gong, did you really think... I was bluffing? You didn't really believe that I could only be slaughtered by you, did you? My move, called Blood Moon Fury... You've seen the Blood Moon, now it's time for you to witness the Fury..." As he spoke, Li Yi's finger gesture changed dramatically, and the elemental Qi between them suddenly intensified, revealing the wildly spinning Blood Moon previously concealed by the blood-red Qi.

Gong Wushuang's face changed drastically as she sensed the explosive power within the diminishing Blood Moon. If she let Li Yi live today, even her own sect might suffer. Realizing this, she spat blood onto her sword, igniting a red flash. Li Yi's eyes narrowed slightly, and he chuckled, "It seems our Miss Gong Wushuang also has some tricks up her sleeve... But it's too late!" His fingers moved again, "Time to enjoy, break now!!!"

"Break! Break! Break!!!"