"Things I shouldn't say?" Feng Yulong sneered. "What can't I say? I'll say what I please. What are you going to do about it? If you've got the guts, duel me."
"No, I just want to say that since you made a promise, you should keep it," Yi Tianyun said calmly. "To me, once certain things are said, they aren't said lightly."
"Oh, so you're trying to be tough, are you? If you have the guts, let's duel right now!" Feng Yulong's anger flared. 'He never expected this new disciple to actually dare to defy him!'
"No problem. We can start right now. You first." Yi Tianyun made an inviting gesture.
"Fine, fine, fine!" Feng Yulong sneered. He then swung his palm, unleashing his full power in a vicious strike aimed directly at Yi Tianyun's head. He wasn't holding back at all.
If that blow landed, even if it didn't kill him, it would leave him an imbecile.
SLAP!
