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Was this name chosen on purpose, or is the person before me truly Xuan Yin?
Sang Qingxiao was seething with anger. You say he is your master; has he ever made a contract with you? Naturally, my master said it was all for my own good. With his protection, my Half-Demon body can roam freely among others.
Wisdom Supreme! How dare he! How could he contract you!
Do not speak disrespectfully of my master! From your tone, it seems you have a grudge against him. Perfect; you've come right to my doorstep. Once I deal with you, I can take credit in front of my master.
As she spoke, Xuan Yin revealed a hint of demonic aura, one side of her face faintly resembling a Qilin.
The tension escalated, but Sang Qingxiao still asked, "Is your Qilin Bloodline concentrated on your face?"
I had deliberately concealed it, yet you still noticed. I do possess the Qilin Bloodline, but it is not limited to my face; the entire upper half of my body flows with Qilin Blood. You mentioned Misha earlier—he also has the Qilin Bloodline, yet he only has a mere left arm of Qilin and dares to hold a grudge against my master. When we meet in the capital, I will tear that arm off in front of him!
Just as Sang Qingxiao was about to counterattack, Qi Xiaomian stepped in front of her and said, "In times of crisis, one must protect the lady. Leave him to me for practice."
"Be careful."
Xuan Yin's fist came crashing down with immense force, toppling trees and shattering boulders around them. Yet Qi Xiaomian effortlessly caught her fist with one hand as if it were nothing.
Sang Qingxiao stood behind him, only feeling a gentle breeze that stirred her clothes slightly.
I must say, thanks to Huo Qi's guidance, Qi Xiaomian's progress is impressive. During the Whale Demon incident last time, he didn't possess such skill; he couldn't control his power as freely as he does now—able to both restrain his own momentum and weaken his opponent's.
Xuan Yin had expected to finish off her opponent with a single punch, but Qi Xiaomian's light touch seemed to create a wind tunnel in his palm, causing the force from Xuan Yin to dissipate continuously back into her own hand.
Xuan Yin pulled back with all her strength, yet her fist remained unmoving.
This was an inauspicious start; she was filled with dread. Could it be that you are also a demon? What kind of demonic technique are you using? How can you be completely unafraid of my Qilin strength? It’s impossible! My master has said that the Qilin rules over all demons! When I succeed, no demon or human can rival me!
It seems your master has deceived you quite a bit.
Qi Xiaomian suddenly loosened his grip; Xuan Yin's Qilin Arm felt sore and numb—it was a struggle just to lift it.
Is this what they call the Qilin Bloodline? It doesn't seem that impressive. I've fought against Misha before; he wasn't as fragile as you.
I was merely testing you earlier, yet I discovered that you are not skilled at utilizing your Qilin Bloodline.
You’ve possessed this Qilin Blood for only a short time, haven’t you? Without proper cultivation methods, when you were using your powers just now, you even misaligned your energy flow. Wisdom Supreme taught you this?
Xuan Yin’s face turned red with shame and anger. It was just one move; how dare you underestimate me!
After speaking, he further transformed, donning a thick layer of armor that covered half of his body, and even his feet began to change.
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