His Deficient Master

He had misjudged Qian Jiyun. He believed that no matter how powerful Qian Jiyun was, he had only recently become an Original Soul Master. He would, at best, possess slightly more combat experience than Ying Zi.

But that single strike demonstrated that Qian Jiyun was on par with him.

"You actually—"

He wanted to say something, but Qian Jiyun would not give him any of his time. Seeing that Xue Fangyang had withstood one blow, he struck again.

"Sigh, Jiyun…"

An Jiuyue stood at the entrance of the tent, speechless, as she watched the two of them fight.

She still had a lot to say to Xue Fangyang. He had yet to vomit blood from anger, but they were already fighting?

When Ying Zi saw his master struggling against Qian Jiyun, he took a step forward and wanted to help. However, the guardians surrounding him kept a close watch on him, especially Yan Nuo, who had arrived with Qian Jiyun.

Yan Nuo stood nearby, preventing him from moving.