Spring passed and autumn came. In the blink of an eye, Huang Xiao had spent two years in Poison God Valley.
In the mountains behind Poison God Valley lay a pool beneath a cliff. The cliff dropped several dozen zhang, and the water falling from above formed a great waterfall here.
The tremendous flow crashed against the pool with a deafening roar. Spray flew where it struck, and mist filled the air for several zhang around, obscuring everything within.
Boom! Suddenly, a tremendous crash rang out. The water beneath the waterfall exploded, and a figure shot out of it. At the same time, another figure emerged from the woods along the bank to meet him.
Bang, bang, bang! The two exchanged several blows in succession above the pool. The figure who had emerged from the woods gave a muffled grunt and shot back toward the bank. Once his feet touched the ground, he staggered backward uncontrollably for several dozen steps before steadying himself.
The figure who had emerged from the pool landed on the water instead. He stepped backward three times across its surface, then laughed aloud, tapped the water with his foot, and leaped onto the bank.
"Third Senior Brother, your martial power has improved quite a bit again." The man who had landed on the bank from the pool was none other than Huang Xiao. His bearing was nothing like it had been two years earlier. Now his eyes shone brightly, and every movement radiated a powerful presence.
"Ah, I still can't compare with how quickly you improve, Junior Brother! How much strength did you use just now?" Qinghe asked, somewhat dispirited.
"Seventy percent!" Huang Xiao said with a smile.
"The gap just keeps widening. A month ago, I could still withstand eighty percent of your strength. Even