Those present watched as Xiao Hei stood up and walked towards Lan Yao, who was wielding two axes, and their faces were full of doubt.
Even the Ninth Prince was somewhat puzzled.
After all, none of the people present had ever seen Xiao Hei make a move.
They didn't know how Xiao Hei, with his Mid God Emperor Realm strength, could face Lan Yao, who Half-Step Ancestor Realm.
The difference in their levels of understanding is not small.
Even the Fifth Prince couldn't help but chuckle and say, "Although it's just a friendly spar, injuries can still occur. This fellow Daoist from the Chaotic Spirit Academy would be wise not to overexert himself."
He spoke very tactfully.
In reality, they believe that Xiao Hei doesn't have the ability.
The other ministers and prodigies watched this scene with equally bored expressions. They had heard of Feng Ye's great reputation, as he was a direct disciple of the Chaotic Spirit Academy.
But this person was someone I'd never heard of before, and his cultivation level was so much lower than Lan Yao's. It was clearly a crushing defeat in this exchange.
However, the Third Prince's gaze kept wandering over Xiao Hei, and he remained silent.
To challenge Half-Step Ancestor Realm with such a level of skill, one must probably have some trump cards up their sleeve.
At the center of the banquet, Lan Yao stood in front of Xiao Hei and sneered, "Although your physical body is well-tempered, challenging me is still a bit too early. Besides, I want to challenge Fairy Feng, not you."
Xiao Hei clenched his fist, making a cracking sound, and laughed, "If you haven't even beaten me, how can you be qualified to challenge her? Don't you think so?"
At this point, Xiao Hei couldn't help but turn his head to look at the Feng Ye.
Feng Ye chuckled and waved his hand, saying, "Hurry up and finish this, or I might have to go on stage."
Upon hearing this, Lan Yao's sneer vanished, replaced by a grimace. "Then you'd better watch out. After all, this axe in my hand doesn't have eyes. If it cuts off any part of your body, don't blame me."
With the two having reached this point, the Ninth Prince could not delay any longer and said directly, "Let's begin."
As soon as he finished speaking, Lan Yao bent his knees as if he were about to kneel on the ground, and then shot towards Xiao Hei like a spring compressed to its limit!
With a deep shout, Lan Yao swung his double axes directly at Xiao Hei's arms!
They held nothing back.
This move was intended to sever Xiao Hei's hands!
At the same time, this was also the Fifth Prince's intention: to cut off both arms or legs, but not to take their lives.
This would not only serve as a warning to the Ninth Prince's faction, but also make it clear to the world that taking over the Ninth Prince's mission meant opposing them, and that there would be no good end for them!
Just when everyone thought that Xiao Hei's arms were beyond saving.
Xiao Hei raised his hands, and lines of blood began to boil, while seven lines wrapped around his hands!
To everyone's astonishment, he actually punched the double axes directly!
boom!
A shockwave rippled through the air, but fortunately, there were powerful individuals secretly protecting the area within the mansion, so the aftershocks did not hit anyone else.
However, no one noticed this at the moment; instead, they stared wide-eyed at the scene before them.
Xiao Hei's body trembled slightly, and there was only a deep, bone-revealing wound on his fist. However, the double axes were stuck between his hand bones and could not be moved forward even an inch!
Lan Yao also looked completely surprised.
He hadn't expected Xiao Hei's physical body to be so sturdy. If an ordinary Mid God Emperor Realm had taken that axe blow like that, not to mention losing both arms, they probably would have lost their lives...
However, is this the physical strength one should have at the Mid God Emperor Realm?
At the head of the table, not only the Fifth Prince and the Third Prince, but even the Ninth Prince's eyes were flashing wildly.
This person seems quite extraordinary...
At this moment, Lan Yao's eyes hardened, the muscles on his arms bulged continuously, and Immortal Qi was continuously poured into the double axes, intending to forcibly split Xiao Hei's arm in two from the middle bone!
However, Xiao Hei didn't give his opponent that chance, and swept a whip kick towards Lan Yao's lower body.
Even before the raging wind struck Lan Yao's body, a sharp pain shot through him.
Although Lan Yao has reached the Half-Step Ancestor Realm, ordinary cultivators do not place the physical body in a primary position. If he were an ordinary cultivator focused on the physical body, Lan Yao would not have this concern.
But he was facing Xiao Hei... In terms of physical strength, Lan Yao was not strong enough to withstand Xiao Hei's attack completely unscathed under these circumstances.
Left with no other choice, or perhaps because Xiao Hei had injured him and caused him to lose face, Lan Yao's expression darkened, and he immediately retreated.
When Lan Yao retreated to the back, his expression darkened as he looked at Xiao Hei's fist, which was emitting white smoke and recovering at a visible speed.
For him, failing to kill his opponent with this strike was unacceptable.
After all, the difference in their levels of understanding is so great.
Lan Yao secretly glanced in the direction of the Fifth Prince, only to see that the Fifth Prince's face was extremely gloomy.
Upon seeing this, Lan Yao felt a slight tremor in his heart, thinking that his next attack would definitely defeat him completely!
However, just as Lan Yao turned his gaze back to Xiao Hei, he saw that Xiao Hei's figure had disappeared from its original spot!
Startled, he swung his double axes fiercely towards his side!
Xiao Hei's fist, now fully restored, transformed into a palm. As the axe cleaved into his palm, he let the blood splatter down, then instantly closed his hand, gripping the two axes tightly within his grasp.
Although it can only limit it for one or two breaths.
However, that was enough for Xiao Hei to launch a frenzied attack on Lan Yao with his other fist and both legs!
That's a completely reckless fighting style!
Inflict eight hundred casualties on the enemy, but also lose a thousand of your own!
However, only Xiao Hei can pull off this kind of play...
Under this frenzied attack, Lan Yao was completely suppressed for a time!
On the side, Feng Ye, unlike the others present, did not show the same shock at this scene; instead, his eyes were filled with boiling passion!
"This kind of bloodline power is naturally made for a battle maniac like Xiao Hei. We must have another fight when we get back!"
Although she couldn't do Xiao Hei's fighting style, it was still very much to her liking!
Mu Fusheng and the others, on the other hand, seemed unsurprised by this.
Xiao Hei always gets into fights with others.
Isn't this the same style of play every time?
Look at Xiao Hei's expression now, he's not in pain at all, he's super excited!
When Lan Yao was forced to retreat again.
Xiao Hei stuck to Lan Yao again. This time, even though the injury on his hand hadn't fully healed, he continued his attack!
Lan Yao became increasingly alarmed as the game progressed.
The opponent's Bloodline Boiling, and with each wound healing, there was also the overwhelming demonic energy.
It seems like their attack was several points stronger than the last one!
They never seem to tire!
Lan Yao gritted his teeth, and the two axes in his hands began to glow with a mysterious light.
An aura that seemed capable of splitting the heavens and earth rose from Lan Yao's twin axes!
Sensing this aura, even Feng Ye frowned.
Even if she didn't use her full strength, she would probably still be injured by that axe blow.
Xiao Hei frowned slightly, his fist shot out, and a black millstone phantom gradually appeared.
At that very moment, the Fifth Prince's icy voice rang out. "Alright, Lan Yao, you may leave."