Watching Zhang Xiaoshan, who had stopped in his tracks, Xu Yi was still unaware of the disaster awaiting him and continued to hurl insults coldly.
"Truly a wretch, I try to speak to you nicely and you won't listen, forcing to curse you. It seems your whole family are wretches. Is your mother the one entertaining guests in a nightclub?"
"Do you not even know who your real father is?"
Bam!
At that mont, a shadow flashed across the scene.
It seed as if sothing had been struck heavily.
And Xu Yi, who was standing in the original spot, had vanished.
While Zhang Xiaoshan stood where Xu Yi had just been.
"That kid is so fast..."
"Where's Young Master Xu?"
The people were utterly astonished.
"Cough cough cough."
At this ti, coughing sounds erged, and people looked toward the sound.
Only to see Xu Yi's figure appearing around the corner of a corridor, over twenty ters away.
At this mont, all his previous grace and arrogance were gone.
His back had slamd into the marble steps, and blood was overflowing.
"Young Master Xu, is Young Master Xu injured?"
People couldn't believe it for a mont.
"How could this be?"
"We didn't even clearly see how that kid attacked, and Young Master Xu was already injured?"
"Is that kid really just an ordinary Body Refinent Martial Artist?"
"If so, why is his speed so fast? Could it be he has so kind of speed-oriented Magic Artifact?"
"Carrying so many Magic Artifacts, just who is he?"
"This?"
The people looked at one another, not knowing what to do.
A few henchn ran to Xu Yi's side, supporting him up.
"Get lost."
Xu Yi, exasperated, pushed everyone away and took an Elixir.
Imdiately, his injuries improved, and he regained the strength to fight.
"I was just careless earlier, caught off guard by this bastard's sneak attack. How could he wound ?"
Xu Yi remained stubborn.
He also had a protective Magic Artifact on him; otherwise, that collision from Zhang Xiaoshan would have been enough to take his life.
The physique of a cultivator is inherently not as robust as that of a Martial Artist.
Zhang Xiaoshan still held back most of his strength earlier; otherwise, Xu Yi would have been exploded into pieces by now.
"Kid, you dare to attack , fine, very good."
Xu Yi looked at Zhang Xiaoshan with eyes full of murderous intent.
He ca to Chong State this ti to make a na, but hadn't even waited for the cultivator arena to start before getting injured by an unknown Martial Artist. If this got out, his reputation would be ruined.
As the son of a God Realm expert, he had his pride and would not allow anyone to trample on his dignity.
He must seek revenge.
"Kid, let show you the Xu family's magical Divine Skills."
As he spoke, Xu Yi bit his fingertip and began to wave it in the air.
A phantom-like rune slowly took shape.
"Without any materials, using spiritual power as a symbol, Young Master Xu is indeed a Spirit Communication Realm cultivator."
"A Spirit Communication cultivator is comparable to a Qi Transformation Martial Artist."
"As expected of the son of a God Realm expert, to have such profound magical cultivation at such a young age."
Surrounding cultivators exclaid in shock.
With the formation of Xu Yi's talisman.
The atmosphere in the hall started to undergo substantial changes.
"Swish, swish."
It is currently the second month of the lunar calendar, and spring has returned to the earth, with quite high temperatures.
But at this mont, the entire hotel beca extrely cold.
As if it had turned into the depths of winter.
Ice crystals began to form on the ground.
"This is the renowned magical skill of Divine Realm expert Xu Changfeng, the Cold Ice Skill."
"Once, Xu Changfeng relied on this thod to clinch the title at the cultivator arena. It seems now Xu Yi aims to recreate his father's past glory."
Nurous cultivators praised endlessly.
anwhile, they didn't forget to belittle Zhang Xiaoshan.
"This naless kid, even with a protective artifact, is dead for sure against the pervasive Ice and Snow Skill."
"Even a Qi Transformation Martial Artist might not withstand Xu Yi's magical Divine Skills, how could a re young kid?"
Just at that mont, Xu Yi issued a command.
"Magic complete!"
"Kill!"
He pointed at Zhang Xiaoshan across the air.
Imdiately, the hall's temperature dropped to tens of degrees below zero, making people shiver.
An over-foot-thick ice crystal surged towards Zhang Xiaoshan.
Zhang Xiaoshan remained motionless.
The next mont, Zhang Xiaoshan was enveloped in ice crystals, becoming a human-shaped ice sculpture.
"Is it over just like that?"
"Didn't even have a chance to resist."
"As expected of the famous skill of a God Realm expert, impressive, impressive."
"A Body Refining Martial Artist challenging a Spirit Communication cultivator, utterly laughable."
"In at most ten years, Xu Yi will probably step into the God Realm, and by then, no one can shake the Xu family's status."
The crowd looked at Xu Yi with extre reverence.
Sister Hua flattered endlessly.
"Young Master Xu, your thods are truly extraordinary, just a simple move, and that kid is finished, truly god-like."
Xu Yi's eyes were full of pride, his eyebrows dancing with elation.
"I've not even used a tenth of my strength, just a tiny test, this kid is too weak, uninteresting."
"Is he really dead just like that?"
Lin Qiao looked at the ice-sculptured Zhang Xiaoshan, full of grief and guilt.
"Woman, if you want to live, you know what to do!"
Speaking this, Xu Yi turned with his head held high to leave.
"What?"
At that mont, as Xu Yi turned, the spectators upstairs watching the commotion exclaid in shock, their expressions changing radically.
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