Xuan Xiao took a deep breath, lowered his center of gravity slightly, placed his left hand at his waist, and extended his right hand forward in a finger-pointing opening stance.
His whole body was like a taut bow, ready to unleash a deadly strike at any moment.
Dai Hao, who had returned to the spectator stands, stared fixedly at the two men in the arena without blinking, afraid of missing even the slightest detail.
Having been beaten so badly by a Soul Sage, he truly could not bear the humiliation.
Now that Long Aotian had taken the initiative to challenge Xuan Xiao, he wanted to see just how powerful this tower master really was.
Long Aotian did not waste any words and immediately activated his first soul skill, Demon Ape Transformation.
His body swelled slightly, his muscles expanding by a full circle. His strength and speed increased drastically, and he looked like a humanoid gorilla radiating a savage aura.
He forcefully pushed off the ground with both legs and shot toward Xuan Xiao like a cannonball. His right fist clenched tight, carrying a howling rush of wind as it smashed straight toward Xuan Xiao's face.
The punch was immensely powerful. If it landed, it could probably punch through even a steel plate.
Xuan Xiao looked at the incoming fist with eyes as calm as still water, showing no trace of panic.
He merely extended his left palm and steadily caught Long Aotian's fist.
It felt as though a mountain had crashed into an iron wall. Long Aotian's fist was firmly stopped in midair, unable to advance even an inch.
Long Aotian's gaze sharpened. He had not expected his full-force blow to be caught so easily.
He reacted swiftly, raising his left fist and sweeping it in from the side, hoping