As soon as the two flew out of the Lin Family estate, Dong Santong abruptly accelerated, shooting off in one direction at a sharply increased speed.
"Hm?" Li Xiaoya paused, then immediately understood Dong Santong's intention. Wasn't he plainly challenging him to a race? The Spiritual Artifact beneath his feet flashed, and he sped up to follow.
"Haha! Let's see if you're as fast as me!" Seeing Li Xiaoya catch up, Dong Santong doubled his speed again, leaving a shrill whistle through the air in his wake.
"Haha! That little bit of speed doesn't impress me!" Li Xiaoya laughed at the sight and followed, also producing a piercing whistle through the air. He even seemed faster than Dong Santong.
"Hm?" Dong Santong faltered, then accelerated again.
The two chased each other like this, flying dozens of miles in no time. Although Dong Santong was fast, the distance between them kept shrinking little by little.
"Ah, no more racing! Any farther and getting back will be a pain!" Seeing that he could never shake Li Xiaoya off and was instead being steadily overtaken, Dong Santong abruptly stopped in midair. Li Xiaoya looked perfectly calm and unruffled, startling him inwardly, but he said, "Haha! With this big body of mine, naturally I can't fly as fast as a skinny fellow like you! Next, let's compete in spells!" With that, white light flashed over his body, and he charged at Li Xiaoya.
"Hey, didn't we already compete during the day?" Li Xiaoya said with a laugh, dodging Dong Santong's punch with a quick movement.
"You won last time, and I won today! We're tied! This time, we decide the winner!" Dong Santong declared loudly. White light blazed over his body, and he spread his fingers before grasping at the air. Dozens of light