"Whether I'm qualified or not, you will know soon," Ling Chuxi scoffed arrogantly, and suddenly raised her sword and lunged towards Chu Fengyun.
Chu Fengyun sneered and with a light flash of his body, he aimed a slap at Ling Chuxi. Chu Fengyun used all his power in that move, determined to strike Ling Chuxi dead with a single attack and not give her any opening.
At that moment, Ling Chuxi's body suddenly moved, her hair fluttering behind her. With that seemingly simple side step, she had actually managed to dodge Chu Fengyun's killing blow.
Before he could recover from his astonishment, he felt a chill in his chest and immediately moved back. There was a rustling sound, and he realized that his robe had a long tear right in front of his chest, clearly from Ling Chuxi's sword. If he had been just a bit slower, her sword would have surely pierced his heart.
