Senior Brother Hai’s movement technique, combined with his Black Leopard Martial Soul, was simply mysterious and unpredictable. Though not as refined as Ling Xiao’s, it wasn’t far off.
Ling Xiao needed a few more moves to fully track his movements.
Senior Brother Hai, failing to land a hit, paused in surprise.
He clearly hadn’t expected Ling Xiao’s body to be so resilient. For a moment, he wondered if Ling Xiao was wearing some defensive treasure.
A glint of greed flickered in his eyes.
But that greed vanished instantly as Ling Xiao’s palm strike came rushing in again.
This strike roared in, faintly revealing a horse face, accompanied by a chilling wail that disturbed the mind.
“Hmph, your speed is too slow, you can’t possibly hit me!”
A smug voice echoed from all directions.
Senior Brother Hai vanished from Ling Xiao’s sight once more, and that palm strike slammed into the ground.
It didn’t even graze him.
“Interesting, this Black Leopard Martial Soul is indeed as I expected. His speed is astonishing, always dodging my attacks, and he can vanish into thin air, like a black leopard lurking in the darkness to hunt its prey.”
But how could he disappear?
Ling Xiao frowned, unable to figure it out for now.
There were no spatial fluctuations, so he wasn’t hiding in another dimension.
Where was he hiding?
Ling Xiao grew excited.
The unknown abilities of his opponent didn’t scare him; they thrilled him. Such battles were worth studying.
“Too slow, you say?”
Ling Xiao gave a faint smile, “Then let’s play with speed!”
Since he began cultivating, no martial artist within two realms of his cultivation had ever surpassed him in movement techniques.
And Senior Brother Hai wanted to compete with him in speed?
In that instant, Ling Xiao moved!
His figure split into several afterimages, diving into the crowd.
“As expected!”
Ling Xiao now understood how his opponent vanished.
Senior Brother Hai’s so-called mysterious disappearance was merely him using extreme speed to blend into the crowd, concealing his aura.
“Competing with me in speed? You’re courting death!”
A cold voice came from Ling Xiao, like a chilling wind from the underworld, seeping into Senior Brother Hai’s body, making him shiver.
Divine Prison King Fist, Impermanence Strangle!
In pursuit, Ling Xiao’s fists shot out, black and white fist energies tearing through the air, like Black and White Impermanence coming to claim a soul, targeting Senior Brother Hai.
In a panic, Senior Brother Hai surged with true essence, his speed spiking again, narrowly dodging Ling Xiao’s attack.
But this time, beads of cold sweat dotted his forehead, far from his earlier ease.
Divine Prison King Fist, Ghost King Annihilation!
A playful smirk appeared on Ling Xiao’s face as he chased Senior Brother Hai’s figure, unleashing another double-fisted strike.
This move condensed the power of the previous three techniques.
The Ghost King’s shadow accompanied the fist energy, lunging at Senior Brother Hai.
Simultaneously, Ox Head, Horse Face, Black and White Impermanence flanked him from both sides, leaving no room for escape.
In that moment, Senior Brother Hai seemed to see hell itself.
He saw his own death.
He cried out, pushing his true essence output even further, but he no longer dared to attack. Instead, he poured all his true essence into his movement technique, desperate to escape this hellish assault.
To onlookers, the two had become mere afterimages.
Only those with slightly higher cultivation could vaguely discern the battle’s flow.
Those with weaker cultivation couldn’t tell the figures apart, only hearing Senior Brother Hai’s cries, suggesting he was losing ground.
Amid the cries, Senior Brother Hai was struck, his body trembling as it crashed to the ground, turning into the corpse of a peak second-level ferocious beast.
“I’ve heard that Beast King Palace disciples excel at linking their lives with their pet beasts, sacrificing them to save themselves in critical moments. I didn’t expect it to be true.”
“But this Ling Xiao is terrifying, forcing Hai to use that move. The fight’s probably nearing its end.”
“Indeed, it’s about over. I’d like to see how many pet beasts you have left to sacrifice!”
A golden glint flashed in Ling Xiao’s eyes.
He was tired of this cat-and-mouse game. Senior Brother Hai’s collapse was disappointingly swift.
If Ling Xiao were in his place, wielding the Black Leopard Martial Soul, he wouldn’t be so passive.
What a waste of a fine martial soul.
Ling Xiao’s face showed disdain and disgust, an expression that enraged Senior Brother Hai.
“Why! You, a mere half-step master, an outer disciple of Moonlight Sect, why do you look down on me!”
Senior Brother Hai was furious.
He stopped fleeing.
His true essence gathered into his fists, and behind him, the Black Leopard Martial Soul let out a thunderous roar.
“Now that’s more like it!”
Ling Xiao halted, a smile creeping onto his face.
“Since you’ve finally shown some courage, I’ll honour you by using my new technique.”
Ling Xiao had long wanted to try it.
But until now, he hadn’t found the right opportunity.
This time, he felt it was worth a shot.
His soul power was formidable, and if he rolled the right number, the unleashed attack could be immensely powerful.
Boom~~
A loud explosion rang out, and a massive die appeared above Ling Xiao’s head, spinning rapidly.
Moments later, the die stopped, showing “four” on every side.
“It’s the fourth ability, ‘Heaven’s Blaze.’ What bad luck. Everyone, could you back off? I can’t even control this ability myself!”
Each number on the soul die represented a different ability or combat style.
But Ling Xiao wasn’t fond of “Heaven’s Blaze.”
This ability didn’t distinguish friend from foe, incinerating everything within a ten-metre radius.
Fortunately, his current power limited its range, or it would be even trickier.
Of course, in the future, he might master this power, at least controlling the range of Heaven’s Blaze, making it less daunting.
As the soul die vanished, the “Heaven’s Blaze” ability activated.
A massive fireball appeared in midair, like a scorching sun.
“This is bad, run!”
“Whether he’s bluffing or not, let’s get out of here!”
The onlookers felt the fireball’s terror.
Senior Brother Hai felt it too, but with his attack already formed, stopping now would mean death by backlash.
Besides, he knew he couldn’t escape.
If he couldn’t flee, he’d fight!
