A Blood-Moving Realm has arrived in the world of The Return of the Condor Heroes.

Zhang Huai neither dodged nor evaded. Just as the sword tip was about to touch his clothes, he suddenly ducked down. Wu Xiuwen's longsword grazed past the top of his head. The force seemed fierce, but in reality, it didn't even touch a single hair on Zhang Huai's head.

Before Wu Xiuwen could return his sword, Zhang Huai lightly touched the ground with his toes, his figure appearing behind him like a ghost, and gently brushed his lower back with his hand.

Wu Xiuwen felt a strange force coming from him, and his body was thrown forward uncontrollably, crashing into Wu Dunru, who had just regained his balance. The two brothers tumbled to the ground in a sorry state.

Guo Fu watched from the sidelines, her eyebrows furrowed in dismay. She thought Da Wu and Xiao Wu were utterly useless, and Zhang Huai's frivolous behavior was utterly despicable.

She felt that it was because Da Wu and Xiao Wu underestimated their opponent. At this moment, she didn't care whether Zhang Huai and Yang Guo had any relationship or not. She just wanted Da Wu and Xiao Wu to teach this madman a lesson.

"You two, get up now! Get serious! Don't underestimate us!"

Hearing Guo Fu's words, the two brothers also thought that it was because they had underestimated their opponent. They did not expect that the person in front of them had a hidden trick up her sleeve.

The two brothers got up, their faces red and purple, completely enraged. They drew their longswords and attacked Zhang Huai from both sides, unleashing a series of sword strikes aimed at vital points.

Watching the two brothers get up, Zhang Huai couldn't help but click his tongue. He hadn't expected these two to be not only weak but also lacking in judgment. Although he hadn't retaliated, anyone with eyes could see that he was just toying with them. These two were truly well protected by Guo Jing.

Since that's the case, I'll teach them a lesson on behalf of Guo Jing.

Zhang Huai's movements were like willow catkins in the wind or fish swimming in the water. No matter how fast or fierce the two men's sword strikes were, he could always dodge them with the slightest movement. His sleeves fluttered lightly, and his steps were agile. He was not at all disheveled, but rather appeared calm and composed.

Wu Dunru swung his sword horizontally, but Zhang Huai dodged to the side and then raised his foot, seemingly about to kick Wu Dunru in the abdomen. Wu Dunru was so frightened that he hurriedly withdrew his sword to block. However, Zhang Huai's kick was just a feint. With a slight hook of his toe, he caught Wu Dunru's sword sheath. Without even using any force, Wu Dunru felt a numbness in his wrist and almost dropped his sword.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Wu Xiuwen stabbed from behind. Zhang Huai didn't turn his head. He suddenly rose half an inch, and the long sword grazed the sole of his shoe. He landed smoothly, and his toes landed precisely on the spine of Wu Xiuwen's sword.

Wu Xiuwen felt an immense force pressing down on him, like a boulder weighing ten thousand pounds. He tried his best but couldn't lift his arm. His face turned red, and the veins on his forehead bulged, making him look extremely comical.

Zhang Huai slightly loosened his footing, and Wu Xiuwen immediately lost his balance and staggered forward. Zhang Huai then gently pushed his back, and Wu Xiuwen crashed directly into the city wall, clutching his nose and wincing in pain.

The surrounding crowd could no longer contain themselves, bursting into laughter, their eyes filled with mockery as they looked at Da Wu and Xiao Wu.

"This is Guo Jing's disciple? How come I can't even touch the hem of his clothes?"

"That young man didn't fight back at all; he was just toying with them!"

"This is utterly shameful! A promising young talent? I doubt he's even as good as an ordinary martial artist!"

The whispers reached their ears, and Wu Dunru and Wu Xiuwen were filled with shame and anger. Their eyes turned red, and they swung their swords wildly, but their moves were already out of control and full of flaws in Zhang Huai's eyes.

Zhang Huai only dodged and never attacked, sometimes turning to the side, sometimes spinning, sometimes tiptoeing, making the two brothers run around in circles. Before long, the two brothers were panting, sweating profusely, their clothes were disheveled, their hair was loose, and they looked as disheveled as could be.

Guo Fu stood aside, her face turning pale and then red. Watching Da Wu and Xiao Wu make a fool of themselves in front of everyone, she was both angry and annoyed. She finally understood that it wasn't that Da Wu and Xiao Wu underestimated their opponent, but rather that the person in front of them was simply too strong.

He felt utterly humiliated following those two, and could only stomp his feet and yell, "You two, stop fighting! It's so embarrassing!"

But the two brothers, blinded by anger and shame, couldn't listen to anything else. They only wanted to capture Zhang Huai and save face, so they continued to attack relentlessly. However, they couldn't even touch a corner of Zhang Huai's clothes. Instead, they were completely outmaneuvered by Zhang Huai and became the biggest laughing stock at the gates of Xiangyang.

Seeing that the two were still relentless, Zhang Huai was getting annoyed. He decided to play along, but these two really thought they were no match for him.

Wu Xiuwen attacked again with his sword, but Zhang Huai was too lazy to fight him anymore. He grabbed the blade in the most brutal way.

No matter how hard Wu Xiuwen tried, he couldn't pull the sword out. He was dumbfounded to see that Zhang Huai's hand didn't bleed at all.

Zhang Huai used the most brutal force to pull hard and snatch the sword from his hand.

Wu Xiuwen gripped the sword hilt tightly, unwilling to let go, but he was no match for Zhang Huai. The immense friction rubbed the skin off Wu Xiuwen's palm, forcing him to release his grip. If he didn't, Zhang Huai might just rip his arm off.

Upon seeing this, Wu Dunru roared in fury, "You bastard, how dare you hurt my brother! You'll pay with your life!"

Zhang Huai was too lazy to play along with him anymore, and didn't even bother to move his hands. He directly used the Soul Transfer Technique, his eyes glowing purple. At this moment, Wu Dunru was so angry that his mind was in chaos, and he had no way to resist Zhang Huai.

Zhang Huai immediately took control of his mind, and under his control, he held the sword straight and thrust it straight at Wu Xiuwen.

"Brother, what are you doing!"

Wu Xiuwen hurriedly retreated, but Wu Dunru's martial arts skills were slightly better than Wu Xiuwen's, and he caught up with his younger brother in just two steps.

Startled, Wu Xiuwen plopped down on the ground, crying out, "Brother, wake up! It's me, Xiuwen!"

Wu Dunru acted as if he hadn't heard anything, and his sword tip slowly moved closer to Wu Xiuwen.

Even Guo Fu, who was standing to the side, was anxious. If something happened to either of the two brothers, she would be in deep trouble, and her father would definitely not let her off the hook.

"Da Wu, what are you doing? Stop it!" Guo Fu turned to Zhang Huai and shouted, "You weirdo, what did you do to Da Wu? Let Da Wu go!"

Zhang Huai shrugged, spread his hands, and looked innocent. "I don't know. I didn't do anything. I guess he couldn't beat me and got upset, so he wanted to take it out on his brother."

Wu Xiuwen and Guo Fu refused to believe his nonsense, but since they were under someone else's roof, they had no choice but to submit. Wu Xiuwen pleaded with Zhang Huai, "Brother, I was wrong. Please let my brother go."

Wu Dunru's sword kept forcing Wu Xiuwen, who was sitting on the ground, to retreat, giving him no chance to stand up. At this moment, he had been forced to the base of the city wall and had nowhere left to retreat.

If Zhang Huairuo doesn't stop, Wu Xiuwen will lose his life at the hands of his elder brother.

Just as Wu Dunru's sword was about to pierce Wu Xiuwen, Zhang Huai felt it was about time and was about to make a move when a pebble flew from a distance.

The sword in Wu Dunru's hand was knocked out.