Heart Protection (Back from the Brink)

CHAPTER 50

Yan Hui was also startled by the sword movement. She knew her senior disciple was a solemn and upstanding person. However she would've never guessed he would become so short-tempered after only a few months. Only a few words were exchanged before he swung.

Yan Hui hurriedly moved forward to block him: "Head Senior Disciple, calm down."

Zi Chen's anger blazed high. He gathered magic into his hand and pushed Yan Hui aside: "Move."

Yan Hui hadn't expected that and really was shoved aside.

Tian Yao's eyebrows furrowed at this sight.

When Yan Hui steadied herself and turned to look, Zi Chen was striking at Tian Yao. Tian Yao slightly shifted. It was a small movement, yet Zi Chen's sword completely missed Tian Yao. When Zi Chen was trying to reel in his momentum, Tian Yao raised his hand and lightly hit Zi Chen's wrist on its weakest point. There wasn't much power behind the blow, but Zi Chen's entire wrist became numb.

Zi Chen retreated. He clutched his wrist and sarcastically laughed: "An ordinary person."

His words his their mark, and Yan Hui felt her face sting. She put up a stubborn front: "He's, he's just good at martial arts. He doesn't have magic."

Zi Chen didn't want to hear Yan Hui's chatter. He only glared at Tian Yao: "My junior's messy aura is something you taught, isn't it?" His eyes darkened. "What are your intentions?" Zi Chen's tone was cold and flat.

"Intentions?" Tian Yao steadily looked back at Zi Chen. Although Tian Yao had no magic, it didn't affect his presence. "So what if her aura is because of my teachings? Ten years worth of your Chen Xing Mountain's teachings can't compare to a night of mine. I am not ashamed."

Zi Chen was angered by those words: "Let's see how long you can keep up that arrogance."

Magic gathered around Zi Chen's sword. The aura around it started to flow faster and faster. Even the naked eye could see the wind magic coating the blade's edge.

Zi Chen studied wind-related magic since young. Yan Hui could tell Zi Chen was going to truly face-off against Tian Yao. She looked all around in fear. Yan Hui kicked a rock that happened to be next to her. The rock hit Zi Chen's wrist right where Tian Yao had struck earlier. Zi Chen was distracted by the pain and looked at Yan Hui.

Yan Hui flashed and suddenly appeared behind Zi Chen. With a rapid movement, Yan Hui ruthlessly chopped Zi Chen's neck with the side of her hand.

With muddied magic and a muffled mutter, red light traced down Zi Chen's channels and burned throughout his entire body.

In a split second, the wind magic around Zi Chen's sword dispersed. The swirling magic also quieted. Zi Chen's body froze in place. The anger in his eyes seemed like it would torch whatever he saw.

"Yan Hui."

Yan Hui lazily apologized: "Sorry, sorry. I sealed your channels. You'll be able to move after an hour. There's nothing to fear, Head Senior Disciple."

How could he not worry? Zi Chen had always been steady and solemn. He was even more controlled than Ling Ziao. But now he was so angry that even words failed him: "You....you...." Zi Chen couldn't get the rest out. He didn't even know what to say.

Yan Hui sighed and walked off to the side to pick up a random stick:

"Head Senior Disciple, stop trying to impose on me. Now that I can no longer go back to Chen Xing Mountain, don't try to find me again. That way, the other shifus won't suspicions about you. I haven't thought about returning since I've left. Just count this meeting as making up for not seeing me off when I left the mountain. There are many miles to wander in the jianhu. From henceforth, we are strangers to each other."