The two of them walked about thirty meters apart with their backs to each other, then turned to face one another from afar. A breeze rustled the grass, and Zhao Xuan narrowed his eyes.
"Hah!"
In the next instant, he charged toward Li Yusong. His body swayed unpredictably from side to side, leaving only a series of afterimages along his path.
Naturally, Zhao Xuan would not use merely ten percent of his strength against a Soul Emperor, but neither would he go all out. He kept his strength at around thirty percent.
Li Yusong held the Dragon Patterned Staff. The instant Zhao Xuan drew near, he showed no hesitation. Gripping one end of the staff, Li Yusong fiercely swung it toward his front left.
Zhao Xuan's body paused, then he swiftly twisted aside to evade the oncoming Dragon Patterned Staff before spinning around and kicking at Li Yusong's legs.
Although Li Yusong was already advanced in years, his skills had not declined. A sharp glint flashed through his eyes as he instantly pulled back the staff he had swung out. His grip shifted from the rear end to the front, and the staff immediately blocked Zhao Xuan's kick at his lower body.
Bang!
Zhao Xuan's foot struck the Dragon Patterned Staff.
A crisp sound rang out. The Dragon Patterned Staff was neither metal, wood, nor stone. Its material was strange, seemingly some peculiar kind of jade, though its surface was somewhat rough.
At the same time, Li Yusong's Third Soul Skill lit up. A powerful suction force came from the Dragon Patterned Staff, instantly drawing in Zhao Xuan's foot before he could pull it away.
Shock appeared on Zhao Xuan's face. The attack had caught him completely off guard. Seeing this, Li Yusong's eyes filled with amusement. Then he swung