Chapter 115
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Wang Xueqi calmly said, “I was originally preparing to temper myself and get ready for the assessment. There’s nothing for me to do if I go back now.”
“The Qingyun Academy is recruiting, and they will arrive in Liuyue City in about ten days. I’ll stay and temper myself as well.”
Qing Shiyu’s big eyes were sparkling as she looked at Ye Wushuang, and said mischievously, “I’ll stay too. Anyway, there’s no rush to report back to the academy.”
Wang Xueqi’s decision to stay didn’t surprise Ye Wushuang, but Qing Shiyu’s intention to stay did leave him puzzled.
“Ye Wushuang, we’ve shared hardships together. If you ever find yourself in trouble in the capital, feel free to come to me.”
Qing Shiyu spoke with great magnanimity, “We’re friends now, the best of friends.”
Friends?
Qing Shiyu appeared beautiful and generous on the outside, but she could be a bit too talkative at times.
Ye Wushuang thought to himself, “I don’t really want to be friends with her. What a nuisance!”
Qing Shiyu leaned closer to Ye Wushuang, nudging his shoulder with hers, and grinned, “Since we’re friends now, how did you grasp the essence of the sword? Tell me about it!”
“……”
On the other side, Chu Yuntian was panting heavily as he stopped in a valley.
Seeing that the bleeding from his wrist had finally stopped, Chu Yuntian’s face was pale, and he cursed, “Ye Wushuang, Ye Wushuang, I’ll remember you. I will definitely kill you! Definitely!”
With that, he glanced back and set off again.
In the following days, Ye Wushuang continued to stay in the mountains, killing spiritual beasts and honing his strength. He also made some modifications to the puppets under his control.
Wang Xueqi, on the other hand, sought out spiritual beasts daily to train herself.
Only Qing Shiyu was always by Ye Wushuang’s side, pleading with him to share some insights on swordsmanship.
One day, in a spacious valley within the mountains.
Qing Shiyu was sitting casually on a protruding rock at the side of the valley, surrounded by various spiritual fruits, enjoying them one by one.
In the valley, Ye Wushuang was barehanded, and in front of him, Wang Xueqi, dressed in a white dress, stood proudly like a snow lotus, her expression vigilant.
“Begin!”
Qing Shiyu’s command rang out.
Immediately, a fierce aura gathered within Wang Xueqi. In her palm, strands of spiritual energy condensed into a punch, heading straight for Ye Wushuang.
“Wrath of the King!”
With one punch, Wang Xueqi’s aura transformed from a cold and proud snow lotus into a cold phoenix, full of momentum.
Ye Wushuang remained calm, and as Wang Xueqi approached, he clenched his hand.
Tiger’s Roar Break!
The third move of the Tiger’s Roar Fist.
The spirit of the tiger instantly gathered and rushed forth.
Boom…
In a single exchange.
Wang Xueqi’s face turned pale, and she staggered back, her aura disrupted.
“Stop!”
Qing Shiyu jumped down from the rock, helping Wang Xueqi up, and looked at Ye Wushuang indignantly.
“Hey, hey, hey, Prince Ye, could you be a bit gentler? You’re breaking hearts here, with no regard for the fragility of women!”
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 Refining Body realm, and I’m at the same level, but the gap in strength is too great.”
Qing Shiyu looked at Ye Wushuang with a mix of fear and respect.
This guy is a freak.
Even she, at the first level of the Condensing Pulse realm, is no match for him now.
“Prince Ye, you’ve reached the eighth level, and your physical strength has broken through the hundred-bull limit of the Refining Body realm, right? How did you manage to do that?”
Three days ago, Ye Wushuang reached the eighth level, and his physical strength had increased from the hundred-bull force to one hundred and eighteen bull force.
This had far exceeded the limit of the Refining Body realm and was even comparable to the first level of the Condensing Pulse realm.
Looking at Qing Shiyu, Ye Wushuang simply said, “If you talk less and are not so noisy, you could do it too.”
“You……”
Ye Wushuang didn’t bother to respond and turned to Wang Xueqi, saying, “Tomorrow is the day the Qingyun Academy comes to Liuyue City for the assessment, right? We should head back today.”
“Okay.”
Ye Wushuang smiled indifferently and said, “This time, all 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 useless Ye Clan’s Wushuang from Liuyue City.
The sleeping tiger has awakened, and this time, the Yun family, Wei family, and Qin family will have a big problem!