Tang Thirty Six’s expression became serious and he drew his sword from its sheath.
He was known for his talent even when he was young. He was prideful and cool. Even after he left Wen Shui, came to the capital and entered Heavenly Academy, he was still the same.
He knew Qi Jian would be the most powerful opponent he faced of his peers. He knew the techniques of Mountain Li’s Sword Sect would be more powerful than those of his family’s legacy. Perhaps he needed to study in Heavenly Academy for two more years to actually defeat the Seven Rules of Heaven.
But tonight, he still wanted to win.
He lowered his head and glanced at the floor. Wild grass was growing out of the crack beside his shoes.
He raised his head, stared towards Qi Jian and said, “Let’s begin.”
Qi Jian’s expression was serious, “Let’s go!”
Their voice echoed through the night in front of the silent palace. The wild grass that was growing in the crack was suddenly blown backward, as if it was tearing apart.
The wind started blowing violently and two shadows appeared and rushed toward the center of the field.
A loud crash!