"Be defeated!"
Lux Wentian was brimming with confidence.
Especially when he saw Yang Xiao standing stock-still, as if frozen in fear. His confidence swelled, and he was certain that in the next moment, the Junior Sect Leader Position would be his.
All his previous frustration and the humiliation of being underestimated vanished in an instant.
All that remained was pure excitement.
But soon, he couldn't smile anymore.
Because Yang Xiao had made his move.
With a single, casual motion, he caught the sword with his bare hands.
He held it fast.
Lux Wentian couldn't budge it.
'Impossible!'
Lux Wentian screamed inwardly.
But even using all his strength, he couldn't pull the sword free.
Yang Xiao's grip was like iron.
It wouldn't budge an inch.
"Did you skip breakfast this morning, Senior Brother Lux?"
Yang Xiao said with a faint smile.
