Fire Soaring In The Sky. t.i.tan That Continues To Glide

　　Fu Xiang looked at the young man before him as well as the sword he held in his hand. He realised that he had fallen for another one of Shen Yiren's tricks but unconsciously became wary of Tang Ye as well.

　　The young man didn't look old but just standing there alone was enough to show off his extraordinary aura. He wore a cold expression, but his chivalry and talent were faintly visible in his eyes. His eyes revealed an aura only a highly-skilled master would possess. If Fu Xiang's eyes weren't lying to him, the young man before him might be on his level.

　　He initially thought he beat Tie Hanyi by a stroke of luck, but he now realised that he was the real deal.

　　"Tang Ye… based on my intel, you're a descendent of the northern sea's Ming Jing Palace." Fu Xiang looked at the heat energy oozing out from his body with confusion. He went on: "The northern sea's Ming Jing Palace is a large sect in the north. Their specialty is most certainly profound, but their internal style focuses mainly on cold yin energy."

　　Fu Xiang looked at the marks left on his hand that clashed with Tang Ye's just before

　　"Where did you learn you learn Yang internal arts from? Based on your execution, I a.s.sume you've been practicing for over a decade since you were a kid, right?"

　　Tang Ye bluntly replied: "It's called Yang Blood True Qi. It's Kun Lun's art."

　　"Oh? You're a disciple from Kun Lun?"

　　Besides Jiang Nan's martial world, Shaolin, Wu Dang and Mount Daluo are the leaders of the orthodox sects, followed by Kun Lun, Emei, Kong Dong and Dian Cang. Kun Lun is a school that teaches many other subjects outside of martial arts. However, since it is located further west, it's hard for their disciples to reach Nan Jing. Fu Xiang is a cautious man. He gathers all the information he can possibly gather. His old habit was kicking in again.

　　Tang Ye blandly replied: "No. Stop sticking your nose into my business. Focus!"

　　When Tang Ye shouted "focus", he flipped his hand and whipped it without looking, sending the long-sword in his hand flying over. It cut the ropes restraining a warrior behind with absolute precision, causing no wounds. The warrior he released happened to be from the emperor's security detail. The guy who was released immediately picked up the sword and continued releasing more people. The two members of the Black Winds Thirteen Wings overwatching them had already been incapacitated and were unable to get up.

　　There were only three members from the Black Winds Thirteen Wings left right now. One of them was fighting Long Zaitian while the other two immediately sprung into action to stop them. The mercenaries who weren't too shabby understood the severity of the situation so they protected the orange prince to prevent Tang Ye from coming close.

　　Fu Xiang was going to a.s.sist given the situation, but then he saw a purple silhouette enter. That was Tang Ye who was now locked in battle with Fu Xiang.

　　Tang Ye relied on a strong gust of wind to attack with his hands.

　　This was the first time someone dared to face Fu Xiang face-to-face after seeing his true skills. Fu Xiang blocked Tang Ye's two hands, took two steps back and then countered with one palm strike. Tang Ye couldn't compete with him in terms of internal strength so he had to flip and then retreat. However, he recovered incomparably swiftly upon landing and then smashed his palm into Fu Xiang's. If his opponent wasn't highly-skilled, he would be thrown off by Tang Ye's fighting style that utilises lots of changes. That would lead his opponent into moulding energy incorrectly, thus putting themselves in danger.