"Did you ignore the person who asked you a question? What have the elders of your family taught you? Where’s the person who came here a moment ago? Tell me quickly?!" Dongfang Wen Dao tried to restrain his anger. The opposite party was a kid regardless of anything else. How could a great Spirit Xuan expert fly into rage over this matter and start with his rebukes? That would be a huge loss of face.
"My family has taught me quite well! The senior needn’t get involved! Should asking a person for direction… or perhaps about another individual sound so interrogative?"
Jun Mo Xie then smiled in a warm and cultured manner. He was smiling brightly in an elegant and refined manner — much like Li You Ran. "Now, if the seniors were to ask me for directions… they should’ve done it like this — ‘If I may ask the senior… could you tell me where the person who was previously here gone to? I’ll be grateful for the information.’"
Jun Mo Xie chided them in a satisfied manner after he finished, "And, that is called ‘courtesy’. Oh yes! That’s what my family’s elders have taught me."
[Humph! Spirit Xuan? So what? Just because you’re a Spirit Xuan doesn’t mean that you can ride on my neck and take a sh*t! I can’t beat you, but that doesn’t mean that I’ll give-in to you! I can’t kill you, but I can still embarrass you!]
[Anyway, these three people appear quite cautious. It’s like they are scared of something.] It was then that Jun Mo Xie’s mind set to work, and he recalled his murderous aura from a moment ago. So, how could Jun Mo Xie not wave his banners?
"Little bastard! Do you wish to die?!" Dongfang Wen Dao asked angrily. He may have been rude, but he was no fool. How could he not understand the Young Master’s Jun irony-clad ridicule? …Especially that "my family’s elders" part?!
"Wishing to die? I’m too young for that. Even the king of hell may not be willing to receive me!" Jun Mo Xie looked at him in a cold and indifferent manner.
These two were unaware that they were uncle and nephew. So, they continued to glare at each other.
Dongfang Wen Dao was extremely angry. He stretched his hand to grab. The man anticipated that he’d catch and strike that little brat to vent his anger. He wanted to teach the little brat a lesson even though it was inappropriate for him to punish someone so young.
Who would’ve known that his hands would grasp empty air? Jun Mo Xie had changed positions, and had appeared behind him in a flash. The third Dongfang brother suddenly heard a sound behind his body. It was the sound a blade’s edge makes as it pierces the air. He couldn’t help but feel his blood run cold.
The two men had just moved into action. However, the Spirit Xuan Dongfang expert had unexpectedly been pushed to a disadvantageous position. He had admittedly committed the fault of underestimating his opponent. However, the Young Master Jun's movements had been lightning-fast, and were worthy of being considered as extraordinary.
"Damn it!" Dongfang Wen Dao cried out in alarm. He was a top-class assassin, and could adjust to any contingency. He had been startled by this, but he hadn’t panicked. He conveniently leapt forward. The Spirit Xuan’s speed was quite fast. His powerful leaps could cover over twenty meters of space. He anticipated that he’d be certain to avoid that brat’s pursuit and attacks. However, he unexpectedly felt the eerie cold wind behind him again. In fact, it had surpassed its previous level. [This is seriously unexpected!] The third Dongfang brother’s movements were also quite exceptional. Yet, he was still forced to hasten in order to avoid his opponent. Nevertheless, he dodged to the right. However, the cold air followed him like a shadow. Then, he went left… but the cold air was still there… same as before…
Dongfang Wen Dao had changed his body’s posture seven times in a split second. He had also increased his power by ten times. Yet, the cold air never left his back. It stuck to him like a disease, and continued to get worse. And shockingly, he didn’t even get enough time to make a turn.
Finally, his waist trembled. A cold knife had penetrated the third Dongfang brother’s lower back.
However, Dongfang Wen Dao was still a Spirit Xuan expert. He hadn’t expected such a sharp counterattack from Jun Mo Xie, but that didn’t affect his ability to transfer Xuan Qi to protect himself. The blade was being held by a mere Jade Xuan expert. It couldn’t have caused any damage to him even if it had been a divine weapon. However, the outcome of this fight had technically been his defeat… a resounding defeat.
Dongfang Wen Dao suddenly stopped, and stood dumbstruck. No cold or heat had ever invaded the borders of his body since his cultivation had reached the Spirit Xuan realm. However, he was sweating profusely at this moment. In fact, the sweat had soaked his clothes.
The eight spectators were also covered in cold sweat; especially the black-bearded middle-aged man, and the slim man. Their stares were so wide that it seemed as if their eyes would pop out.
The third brother had appeared like an indistinct demon to the eyes of Dugu Xiao Yi, Guan Qing Han and the others who accompanied them. He was like shadow who had suddenly rushed ahead… then back… then to the left… and then right. It appeared that tens-of-hundreds of small shadows had started to flit-about in the sky. They had been dazzled to look at the man’s skills. And then, they saw him come to an abrupt stop. He stood still thereafter.
As far as they were concerned — Jun Mo Xie hadn’t even moved from his place. It seemed that the short and stout man had been showing-off his unique abilities.
However, what about Dongfang Wen Qing and Dongfang Wen Jian’s eyesight? How could their faces not turn pale with fear after they had witnessed the events unfold?
This sight had been sufficient to corroborate the Spirit Xuan expert’s fate in this battle.
They had seen their younger brother launch ahead, and then use his extraordinary skill to evade that brat’s extremely quick blade. However, they saw that white-clothed brat disappear the next moment. And then, he appeared at their brother’s back like a ghost. Moreover, he held the knife in a resolved manner…
Then, their third brother had evaded left, then right, then ahead, and then back in circles. He had assumed seven stances in a split second. The man had moved in nearly forty directions in an instance. Yet, that brat’s flit figure managed to appear behind their brother’s back every single time — like a disease. Their third brother had executed his exceptional moves to perfection, but he was still stabbed in his lower waist.
The fact was that the brat could’ve easily cut the neck instead of his waist. The Spirit Xuan’s Xuan Qi would’ve obviously protected the body, and would’ve prevented him from getting hurt. However, the fact that the youngster had stabbed the waist instead of the neck… was indicative of his mercy.
The third brother’s agility was much superior to their own. Their family had always recognized him for his agility. In fact, he was world-renowned for it. No one in the present era could compete with him. The Solitary Falcon was known for his speed, but even the Great Master would retreat when faced their third brother’s agility.
The Solitary Falcon excelled at speed. But, his agility was somewhat lacking in front of the secret skills that had been passed down in the Dongfang Family.
[But, this brat… is just at the Jade Xuan realm!]
[This is scary!]
[What’s the meaning of this?!]
[Isn’t this too terrifying?]
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