On the arena, Huang Xiao and Tuoba Xing continued fighting without pause. They exchanged several hundred moves, neither able to get the better of the other. Whenever one raised his power, the other followed close behind.
Bang! Their fists collided again. Both shuddered violently and gave muffled grunts, each staggering back five steps before finding his footing.
Both were breathing somewhat heavily now. After several hundred consecutive moves, even with their considerable power, the True Qi within them had fallen into some disorder. Their exchanges had also left their blood and qi churning.
They wiped the blood from the corners of their mouths. Although neither was seriously injured, the continuous exchanges and repeated recoil were becoming more than they could comfortably bear.
"Lord Tuoba, shall we leave it here for today?" The Recording Official watched with his heart pounding in terror. He had never imagined Huang Xiao could force Tuoba Xing this far. He was actually fighting Tuoba Xing to a standstill. It was simply inconceivable, considering that Huang Xiao had come to take the examination as a Reserve Constable. The gulf between his status and his strength was far too great.
"Shut your mouth!" Tuoba Xing barked.
How could he stop now? If he failed to defeat this brat today, what face would he have left? Of course, he now knew he would probably struggle to kill the brat, though defeating him was still possible. Besides, Huang Xiao was a disciple of Poison God Valley. Even if he had the strength to kill Huang Xiao, he could not do so; he had to take Poison God Valley into account.
At that thought, Tuoba Xing let out a long breath, then stared coldly at Huang Xiao. "Brat, if you have any more moves, you had better stop hiding them. From