Yang Ru wiped off the blood on the corner of his mouth, and then he looked up at Yang Ye, “A sword soul technique. I didn’t expect you to have a move like this.”

Yang Ye spoke indifferently, “Should we continue our spar?”

Yang Ru shook his head slightly, “Let’s not waste time. We’ll meet during the competition!”

He turned around and left once he finished speaking.

Lu Yuanzhan glanced at Yang Ye’s group, “My Lu Clan doesn’t welcome your presence.”

Suddenly, a ray of light flashed.

Lu Yuanzhan’s eyes narrowed slightly as he slapped his right palm forward.

Bang!

The sword energy was dispersed but Lu Yuanzhan had been pushed over 30m away. He looked up at Yang Ye and was about to speak when Yang Ye suddenly spoke, “What? You don’t like it? Bite me!”

Lu Yuanzhan clenched his right fist. However, Yang Ru’s voice suddenly resounded from within the city, “Brother Lu, there’s no rush.”

Lu Yuanzhan glanced coldly at Yang Ye, “Just you wait!” He turned around and left.

An Nanjing asked, “Why aren’t they attacking us?”

Yang Ye laughed coldly, “Of course they aren’t....