"Senior brother, you go first. Beard Uncle didn't leave long before senior brother started forming his core. He's been extremely diligent in his cultivation these past few years, nothing like what Beard Uncle said about him slacking off," Yu Xiaoqiao pouted and said.
"Master, then this disciple will make a fool of himself." Xiang Hua cupped his hands and said.
"In front of me, there's no need for such flowery formalities, and there's no making a fool of oneself or not. I've told you before, act entirely from your true heart. Do not be frivolous, nor sell yourself short." Lu Xiaotian said straightforwardly. "If you haven't been slacking off, I can tell."
"Yes, Master." Although it sounded like a reprimand, his chest puffed out a bit more than before.
Xiang Hua was a wind-attribute cultivator. Before meeting Lu Xiaotian, he had already encountered some opportunities, and the cultivation technique he practiced was extremely profound, having never changed it thereafter. Seeing Xiang Hua conjure a three-foot azure blade, Lu Xiaotian's figure flickered. His true body remained in place, but another avatar with a physique similar to Lu Xiaotian's, yet with a blurred face whose features were indistinguishable, reached out with an extremely swift motion and grabbed toward Xiang Hua.
Xiang Hua was originally still demonstrating the results of his usual cultivation to Lu Xiaotian, and he never expected Lu Xiaotian to suddenly make such a move.
Xiang Hua crossed his hands forward in a flurry, a pair of cyan bracers appearing on his arms, and crossed his hands to form a block. He parried Lu Xiaotian's strike, while the azure sword he had just slashed spun a circle in the air and slashed with extreme speed toward the back of Lu Xiaotian's avatar.
Lu Xiaotian's avatar neither dodged nor evaded, taking