Old Bai He's greatest strength was speed. He was much older than Feng Xiaotian and did not want to take advantage of his seniority to bully the younger man, which was why he had made that suggestion.
Feng Xiaotian knew that Old Bai He was still too confident and did not take him seriously at all.
Of course, Old Bai He's confidence stemmed from his strength.
As one of the advocates of the Limit School, the Speed Clan had cultivated speed to its utmost limit.
As the clan chief, Bai He's mastery of speed far surpassed that of Soul Masters at the same level.
Though he was still only a Soul Douluo, his speed left even those Titled Douluo far behind.
During his earlier contest with Bai Chenxiang, Feng Xiaotian had not used his Teleportation skill, precisely so he would not reveal his strength to Bai He too soon.
Feng Xiaotian knew that Bai He also possessed a Teleportation skill and the Phantom Clone soul skill.
Moreover, as an eight-ring Soul Douluo, Bai He's Spiritual Power was considerable. He could lock onto Feng Xiaotian as well.
Therefore, he had to go all out from the very beginning of this match.
The rules remained the same: the contest would last for the time it took a stick of incense to burn.
The area of the match was confined to a circle fifty meters in diameter.
The incense had been lit, and the contest officially began.
Bai He fixed Feng Xiaotian with a sharp gaze, like a hungry eagle.
"Feng Xiaotian, then this old man will not hold back."
"Elder Bai, please."
The moment Feng Xiaotian finished speaking, Bai He moved.
A hazy figure rushed toward him at extreme speed, far beyond anything Bai Chenxiang could match.
Feng Xiaotian activated his Spiritual