Exchanging Blows

Gazing at the Green-Robed Figure standing in mid-air, Xiao Han's lips curled into a slight smile. With a slight movement, he appeared before Xiao Xuan.

"Congratulations to our ancestor on the restoration of his physical body!"

Xiao Xuan smiled calmly, twisted his shoulders, and said, "After so many years of being a remnant soul, I'm a little out of practice now that I suddenly have a body."

Sensing the vast aura that Xiao Xuan was emanating from, Xiao Han was also eager to try his luck and took the initiative to suggest:

"How about I spar with my ancestor for a couple of moves to familiarize myself with my new body?"

Xiao Xuan has just acquired a body and has not yet fully mastered his power. He has only recovered the strength of Nine Star Dou Sheng Middle Stage. The two are roughly equal in strength and can be considered evenly matched when they fight.

Xiao Xuan Xiao Han's suggestion. There were very few beings who could fight against him at his level, and he could not miss such a golden opportunity.

"Then let me see the strength of my Xiao Clan's descendants after a thousand years!"

With a wave of his sleeve, Xiao Han caused space to suddenly distort, forming a closed sphere with a diameter of several thousand feet, enveloping the two of them.

Xiao Han didn't care. If no protective measures were taken, the two of them would most likely be able to completely destroy the secret realm of the Langya Pavilion if they fought.

Cold Qi condensed in his right palm, and Ice-Blue Long Spear appeared. With a flick of his left finger, several streaks of snow-white Flowing Light streaked across the frigid ice bridge in the air and shot towards Xiao Xuan.

Faced with an attack that would have thrown an ordinary Eight Star Dou Sheng into a panic, Xiao Xuan simply smiled faintly and made no move. His immense Soul Strength surged forth, transforming into an equal number of Soul Arrows that instantly shattered the white Flowing Light, causing both to vanish into nothingness.

After deflecting the attack, Xiao Xuan showed no sign of triumph. Instead, he shifted his stance and unleashed a punch, his fist imbued with flames, into an empty spot in the space.

"Clang!"

The sound of metal clashing rang out, producing a crisp ringing sound. Xiao Han's figure, holding a gun, slowly emerged from the space, his eyes as calm as still water.

With a slight exertion, the spear spun slightly, deflecting the fist blocking its path, and continued its momentum toward Xiao Xuan's chest.

"Not bad!" Sensing the sharp killing intent emanating from the spear tip, Xiao Xuan raised an eyebrow and praised.

He slightly shifted his body, grabbed with his palm, and the surrounding space instantly froze, freezing the spear in place.

"Spear Lock, Mountainless." Sensing the stagnation in space, Xiao Han's Dou Qi flowed from his limbs and bones, frantically pouring into the spear. The immense power erupted instantly, shaking the space and creating a dense web of cracks, which then pierced through Xiao Xuan's body like lightning.

However, upon seeing this, Xiao Han did not show the slightest joy. Instead, his expression changed drastically, and he threw his spear out of his hand, unleashing a burst of energy from his palm that sent him flying into the distance.

The next instant, endless streams of fire crashed down from the sky, and the Icy Long Spear turned into vapor in an instant, vanishing from the world.

A hundred feet away, Xiao Han reappeared, looking solemnly at the spot where he had just been. If he hadn't escaped in time, the flames that would have burned Eight Star Dou Sheng to ashes would have landed on him.

At that time, although he wasn't seriously injured, he was inevitably covered in dust and dirt. Through this test, Xiao Han realized that he had probably suffered from his lack of experience.

Since advancing to the Dou Sheng level, he has mostly won decisive battles, only occasionally finding himself in perilous situations. Moreover, his ancestor had extensive combat experience from his past battles against numerous powerful members of the Soul Clan.

Meanwhile, Xiao Xuan's figure gradually appeared, a faint smile playing on his lips. He commented, "Good foundation, solid base!"

But the implication was, "Kid, you're not good enough yet!"

Xiao Han was not discouraged. With a smile, he said, "Ancestor, this is just the beginning!"

The spear in his hand trembled slightly.

"Spear Lock, Star Shatter!" A cold star pierced through space, arriving in an instant.

Xiao Xuan was originally quite relaxed, preparing to give his juniors some pointers on combat skills. A flaming spear condensed in his palm, and he was about to move when a tremor deep in his soul made him frown and subconsciously leave his spot.

However, this moment was still too late.

"Seal Heaven Lock Earth!"

A massive white light array appeared beneath Xiao Xuan's feet, covered with intricate and bizarre patterns.

Dense, icy threads rapidly appeared around his body, emanating a chilling aura that made one feel as if they had fallen into an ice cave. Fortunately, Xiao Xuan's cultivation was profound, so he was not greatly affected and only paused slightly.

It was this brief pause that caused Xiao Xuan to lose his best opportunity to strike back, and the flaming spear instantly disintegrated under the immense force.

"Ha!" Xiao Xuan let out a low shout, and a golden halo with a diameter of tens of feet appeared in front of him.

"Puff!"

A soft sound reached his ears, and before Xiao Xuan could catch his breath, Xiao Han's voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Ancestor, please enlighten me!"

Xiao Xuan didn't turn around; his eyes were slightly closed, and he roared, "Emperor's Wrath!"

As the words fell, Xiao Han felt as if he had been struck a heavy blow to the head, his expression momentarily dazed. The next instant, he felt a burning sensation in his throat as a Flame Long Sword was silently placed against his neck. He said helplessly:

"Our ancestor is indeed worthy of being called our ancestor; he is not to be underestimated."

"I took advantage of you." Xiao Xuan didn't feel any joy, but more of emotion.

In terms of the outcome of a battle between equals, Xiao Xuan estimated that he could fight Xiao Han to a standstill, or even lose slightly.

Feeling the lingering chill within his body, Xiao Xuan became quite curious about his junior's cultivation technique. To be able to cultivate such pure and highly aggressive and penetrating cold-attribute Dou Qi, the technique's level must be no lower than the Heaven Rank Middle Grade.

However, cultivation techniques are a person's trump card and foundation, so Xiao Xuan could not inquire about them.

The biggest reason why Xiao Han was slightly outmatched this time was the huge gap in their Soul Strength. Although Xiao Han had an extremely fast cultivation speed and his Soul Strength had also increased significantly, he still hadn't broken through the Heaven Realm Perfection due to the short cultivation time.

Compared to Xiao Xuan's Emperor Realm Soul, it was far inferior, and was caught off guard by a single soul Dou Techniques. Otherwise, it would not have been defeated so quickly.

Xiao Han understood the meaning behind Xiao Xuan's words, but he didn't say anything. Soul Strength was also a part of strength, and he also used formations to assist in the battle. There was no such thing as fairness.

"In the future, I humbly request your guidance, ancestor!" Xiao Han said respectfully, a sly glint in his eyes.

There's plenty of time ahead. With such a legendary figure from the Xiao Clan as an opponent, his strength will inevitably grow rapidly, and revenge is only a matter of time.

Xiao Xuan also saw the soaring fighting spirit in Xiao Han's eyes. His previously calm heart was suddenly stirred, and he spoke:

"Ancestor, I'm waiting for the day you defeat me."

As the former strongest genius of the Xiao Clan, how could Xiao Xuan not be arrogant? Faced with the challenge from the junior, he readily accepted.