Wen Jiaren watched as Ye Jiaren and Wen Yang walked onto the battle platform one after the other. One was as cold and arrogant as a beautiful peony, the other graceful and gentle. When they stood together, they were truly a perfect match.
But neither had any affection for the other, their gazes were equally indifferent!
Ye Jiaren looked coldly at Wen Yang, "A year has passed, and you've made quite some progress."
Wen Yang's face was gentle, but could also be described as expressionless, "Likewise."
"Then make your move, let me experience the Wind Control Sword Technique of the Wen Family."
Ye Jiaren immediately revealed her Holy Artifact, the Dragon-breaking Sword, her figure like lightning charging toward Wen Yang, "Take this!"
Wen Yang quickly raised his sword to meet her, and as he employed the Wind Control Sword Technique, his Sword Qi swept toward Ye Jiaren like a tsunami.
