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Yan Hui was also startled by the sword movement. She knew her senior disciple was a solemn and upstanding person. However she would've never guessed he would become so short-tempered after only a few months. Only a few words were exchanged before he swung.

Yan Hui hurriedly moved forward to block him: "Head Senior Disciple, calm down."

Zi Chen's anger blazed high. He gathered magic into his hand and pushed Yan Hui aside: "Move."

Yan Hui hadn't expected that and really was shoved aside.

Tian Yao's eyebrows furrowed at this sight.

When Yan Hui steadied herself and turned to look, Zi Chen was striking at Tian Yao. Tian Yao slightly shifted. It was a small movement, yet Zi Chen's sword completely missed Tian Yao. When Zi Chen was trying to reel in his momentum, Tian Yao raised his hand and lightly hit Zi Chen's wrist on its weakest point. There wasn't much power behind the blow, but Zi Chen's entire wrist became numb.

Zi Chen retreated. He clutched his wrist and sarcastically laughed: "An ordinary person."

His words his their mark, and Yan Hui felt her face sting. She put up a stubborn front: "He's, he's just good at martial arts. He doesn't have magic."

Zi Chen didn't want to hear Yan Hui's chatter. He only glared at Tian Yao: "My junior's messy aura is something you taught, isn't it?" His eyes darkened. "What are your intentions?" Zi Chen's tone was cold and flat.

"Intentions?" Tian Yao steadily looked back at Zi Chen. Although Tian Yao had no magic, it didn't affect his presence. "So what if her aura is because of my teachings? Ten years worth of your Chen Xing Mountain's teachings can't compare to a night of mine. I am not ashamed."

Zi Chen was angered by those words: "Let's see how long you can keep up that arrogance."

Magic gathered around Zi Chen's sword. The aura around it started to flow faster and faster. Even the naked eye could see the wind magic coating the blade's edge.

Zi Chen studied wind-related magic since young. Yan Hui could tell Zi Chen was going to truly face-off against Tian Yao. She looked all around in fear. Yan Hui kicked a rock that happened to be next to her. The rock hit Zi Chen's wrist right where Tian Yao had struck earlier. Zi Chen was distracted by the pain and looked at Yan Hui.

Yan Hui flashed and suddenly appeared behind Zi Chen. With a rapid movement, Yan Hui ruthlessly chopped Zi Chen's neck with the side of her hand.