C1694 Defeat

"Ding..."

With the long sword drawn, Ye Xuan's eyes darkened. He had narrowly avoided defeat just moments ago, a fact that stung with humiliation. Outwardly he maintained his composure, but inside, a storm of rage raged on.

"Suen Xiang, I will defeat you once more! Behold my sword, the Drifting White Clouds!"

As the words left his lips, Ye Xuan whirled into motion