Zhang Zhenyi chuckled as he clasped his fists and quickly said, "Fellow Daoist Chuanyun, it's just the kids fooling around, there's no need to take it so seriously, right?"
Master Chuanyun gave a cold smile, "A joke, you say? I think you're all ganging up and intentionally setting up against our Shushan today!"
Zhang Zhenyi shook his head, "Fellow Daoist, our two sects have coexisted for many years without incident. It's merely the children playing around, do you really think it's a big deal?"
Chuanyun, losing his temper, said, "Right in front of me, you kill my disciple, what am I supposed to think? Fine then, it's been a while since we last competed, let's exchange some real moves today!"
With that, he swung his sword down, slashing towards Zhang Zhenyi.
The Sword Qi took the shape of a turtle, deep and solid, unstoppable in its trajectory.
