Chapter 115
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Wang Xueqi spoke calmly, “I originally came here to temper myself and prepare for the assessment. There’s nothing for me to do if I go back now.”
“The Qingyun Academy’s recruitment will reach Liu Yue City in about ten days. I’ll stay and train here as well.”
Qing Shiyu’s bright eyes twinkled as she looked at Ye Wushuang and said mischievously, “I’ll stay too. The academy’s mission isn’t urgent, so there’s no need to rush back.”
Wang Xueqi’s decision to stay didn’t surprise Ye Wushuang, but Qing Shiyu’s intention to stay left him somewhat puzzled.
“Ye Wushuang, we’ve been through a lot together. If you ever find yourself in trouble in the capital, feel free to seek me out anytime,” Qing Shiyu said in a rather bold manner. “From now on, we’re friends—great friends.”
Friends?
Qing Shiyu appeared beautiful and graceful on the outside, but she could be quite talkative at times. Ye Wushuang thought to himself, *I don’t really want to be friends with her—what a hassle!*
Qing Shiyu leaned closer to Ye Wushuang, bumping her shoulder against his, and chuckled, “Since we’re friends now, how did you manage to grasp the seed of sword intent? Tell me about it!”
Meanwhile, Chu Yuntian was panting heavily as he stopped in a valley. Seeing that the bleeding from his wrist had finally stopped, his face pale, he cursed furiously, “Ye Wushuang, I’ll remember you. I’ll definitely kill you! I swear I will!”
With that, he turned around, took another look, and then set off again.
In the following days, Ye Wushuang remained in the mountains, continuing to hunt spiritual beasts to hone his strength and making some modifications to the puppets he controlled. Wang Xueqi also spent her days seeking out spiritual beasts to challenge herself. Only Qing Shiyu stayed by Ye Wushuang’s side every day, pleading and begging him to share his insights into sword intent.
One day, in a spacious valley within the mountains, Qing Shiyu sat casually on a protruding rock, surrounded by various spiritual fruits, which she ate one after another, clearly enjoying herself.
Inside the valley, Ye Wushuang stood barehanded, facing Wang Xueqi, who was dressed in a white dress, as proud as a snow lotus, but with a wary expression.
“Begin!” Qing Shiyu commanded.
Instantly, Wang Xueqi’s body gathered a sinister aura, and her palms condensed with spiritual energy, forming a powerful punch aimed at Ye Wushuang.
“Royal Fury Fist!”
With a single punch, Wang Xueqi’s entire presence transformed from a cold, proud snow lotus into a fierce, icy phoenix, exuding an imposing aura.
Ye Wushuang remained calm. As Wang Xueqi approached, he clenched his fist.
Tiger’s Roar Fist, the third move.
The might of a tiger instantly coalesced and surged forward.
*Boom.*
In the blink of an eye, Wang Xueqi’s face turned pale, and she was forced to retreat, her energy disrupted.
“Stop!” Qing Shiyu leaped down from the rock, supporting Wang Xueqi, and glared at Ye Wushuang indignantly.
“Hey, hey, hey, Prince Ye, could you go a little easier? You’re being too harsh, showing no mercy at all!”
Ye Wushuang retracted his fist and looked at Wang Xueqi.
“Are you alright?”
Wang Xueqi shook her head and said, “I asked Prince Ye to use his full strength. Prince Ye is now at the eighth level of the Lianti stage, the same as mine, but there’s a huge gap in our abilities.”
Qing Shiyu now looked at Ye Wushuang with a hint of fear.
This guy was a freak.
Even she, at the first level of the Ningshou stage, couldn’t match him now.
“Prince Ye, now that you’ve reached the eighth level, your physical strength must have broken through the hundred-bull limit of the Lianti stage, right? How did you manage to do that?”
Three days ago, Ye Wushuang had reached the eighth level, and his physical strength had increased from the hundred-bull limit to one hundred and eighteen bulls. This was far beyond the Lianti stage limit and almost on par with the first level of the Ningshou stage.
Looking at Qing Shiyu, Ye Wushuang simply said, “If you talk less and stop being so noisy, you might achieve it too.”
“You…”
Ignoring her, Ye Wushuang turned to Wang Xueqi and said, “Tomorrow is the day the Qingyun Academy arrives in Liu Yue City for the assessment. We should head back today.”
“Okay.”
Ye Wushuang smiled faintly and said, “This time, all the grudges will be settled.”
Looking at Ye Wushuang’s calm smile, Wang Xueqi felt a chill run through her body.
Ye Wushuang was no longer the so-called “useless” Ye Wushuang from Liu Yue City. The sleeping tiger had awakened, and this time, the Yun, Wei, and Qin families were in for a big trouble!
