“You…” Xiao Zuo’en only had time to yelp out in surprise. In a flash, he saw Xu Yangyi’s already-approaching face.

Xu Yangyi was calm as before, as if such victory was quite normal to him. If he had lost, it would’ve been an anomaly in itself.

In this twinkling, with a mere glance, an absurd feeling rose up in Xiao Zuo’en’s mind. Even his master was terribly cautious against the challenge of high spirit-masters! And he himself was only a step away from being a high-rank spirit-master! Nothing more than a step! Did this mysterious Master Xu actually think that this was a proper expected matter of course?

In the next second, a massive force beyond his ability to resist spread right in front of him, as if he was confronted by a dire beast of primordial chaos!

“URK!” Xiao Zuo’en didn’t put up the slightest defense. Perhaps it could be altogether said that he didn’t have time to defend. He was like a kite cut of its string, vomiting blood and suddenly flying back. With a rumble, he slammed into a tree behind him, causing his eyes to lose spirit. He weakly collapsed.

“You’re… a special-rank… special-rank spirit-master…” His face twisted hideously because of pain, carrying a hint of disbelief. He fell under the tree at an angle, all his clothes having been shredded away....