Chapter 453 - Breathing Skill_1

Yin Tian was startled.

In the morning, Master Shen had just told him that his master had already set off for the Imperial Capital, and that was less than five hours ago. His master had already arrived in the Imperial Capital and was now on his way here?

"What’s wrong?"

Yin Tian asked aloud.

He detected something amiss in Master Shen’s voice.

"I was reprimanded by Master..., he blamed me for not protecting my senior brother well..."

Master Shen answered with difficulty, visibly affected by the harsh lesson from his master.

"Alright, you take care of your injuries. Don’t worry about your master, I’ll take care of him for you."

Having spoken, Yin Tian hung up the phone.

After sitting on the sofa and thinking for a while, Yin Tian still stepped out of the villa and sat quietly on the front steps, waiting.

About an hour passed when Yin Tian suddenly raised his eyebrows, stood up, and gazed into the distance.

He saw a figure approaching from afar.

It was a man who appeared to be around thirty years old, dressed in spotlessly white clothing, with long hair that was even tied up into a bun.

Despite his youth, he exuded an aura of otherworldly grace.

Yin Tian’s gaze followed the man as he moved.

His eyes slowly narrowed.

He could distinctly feel that this man was extraordinary!

This man’s fortune...

Was as dazzling as the great sun!

Yin Tian couldn’t help but recall what Master Shen and Wan Changqing had said before.

They had mentioned their master was the beloved closed-door disciple of the Tian Yi Sect’s sect leader, highly favored within the sect, and might even become the new sect leader of the Tian Yi Sect.

Seeing him today, this man was indeed extraordinary!

The man walked all the way to the villa and then stood outside, locking eyes with Yin Tian.

His expression was very calm, even indifferent, as if devoid of any emotions!

"Are you Yin Tian?"

The man spoke slowly, his voice magnetic and soothing as a spring breeze.

Yin Tian nodded seriously, "Yes, I am Yin Tian."

"Good, I’m relieved you admit it."

The man said softly, "You crippled my most admired disciple; we have a score to settle."

He spoke earnestly, his tone steady as if discussing something trivial.

However, Yin Tian could clearly sense a dangerous aura emanating from this man!

Yin Tian’s eyes narrowed, but he said nothing, simply standing quietly, his body covertly poised to counterattack, waiting for the man to make his move.

But the man just stood there, staring intently at Yin Tian, "My name is Qingfeng, a disciple of Tian Yi Sect. If you die by my hand, you have no one else to blame."

"We’ll see if you have the ability," Yin Tian replied without hesitation.

"Very well."

Qingfeng took a deep breath, and then his body disappeared from the spot in an instant.

Yin Tian blinked.

Qingfeng was so fast that even he hadn’t seen clearly!

Qingfeng’s expression remained indifferent as he thrust his palm like a knife directly at Yin Tian’s chest.

Yin Tian could even feel the chilling intention piercing from Qingfeng’s palm, raising goosebumps on his chest!

But Yin Tian was never one to just sit and wait for death.

He retracted his body backward, while his right hand shot out like iron tongs toward Qingfeng’s wrist.

With a snap, Yin Tian’s fingers had firmly grasped Qingfeng’s wrist.

However, with a flick of his wrist, Qingfeng caused Yin Tian to recoil as if electrocuted, prying his fingers open, yet that palm strike kept driving towards Yin Tian’s chest.

Thud!

Yin Tian’s complexion paled slightly.

He had never felt such a sensation, not even when facing Sir Qiao.

This guy was too strong!

And this was after the extensive training he had undergone with Master Shen and the others for a significant period, which allowed him to have made considerable improvements.

If it had been the Yin Tian of yesterday, he wouldn’t have stood a chance against the man before him!

"How weak."

Qingfeng’s indifferent voice rang out as his assault furiously stormed down on Yin Tian like a tempest.

Yin Tian dodged with difficulty.

Complete evasion was clearly impossible, so Yin Tian could only opt to trade blows with the least possible damage.

Minutes later, Yin Tian felt his stamina waning.

Sweat began to form on his forehead.

Qingfeng looked at Yin Tian appreciatively, "Not bad, to be able to spar with me for so long at your age is quite an achievement."

Yin Tian remained silent, constantly seeking opportunities to counterattack.

If he kept being defensive, no matter how long he could endure, he was bound to lose eventually.

Yin Tian’s pride wouldn’t allow him to accept defeat!

His breathing grew heavier, as he vigorously stimulated the Breathing Skill with all his might.

Eventually, his breath thundered from his chest like muffled thunder!

It was then that Qingfeng’s expression finally changed!

His demeanor gradually turned serious.

"This Breathing Skill, where did you learn it from!"