"Come Fight!" Young Master Yu said as he gasped for breath. He felt as if his chest was about to explode. [Never have I been aggrieved like this!]
However, Young Master Yu was also quite baffled at the same, [how does a nice piece of purple jade core such-as-this not have any energy? Moreover, how did it crumble into pieces the moment I held it in my hand?]
In his heart, he suspected that Chu Yang had something to do with it. But then he took a look at Chu Yang and denied it. [It can't be this guy's work. It's not like I am looking down on him… but one has to cultivate for at least 500 years to layout this kind of a trap in such a short time… ]
Chu Yang certainly wouldn't hold back. He pranced, and swished his hands using the move, [One Ray of Cold light pierces ten thousand fathoms!]
Young Master Yu stamped his foot, and bellowed as if venting his heart's anger. He then rushed forward with a loud whistling sound.
Bang!
