Chapter 23: Even Stronger Blowing Fire Palm and Absorbing Palm

As soon as Fulangde finished speaking, Ma Hongjun's face turned bitter.

"Teacher, Brother Xiao Xian's soul power is Level 28 Soul Power!"

When we met at noon, everyone had already exchanged soul power reports; Ma Hongjun is only Level 25.

"Stop talking nonsense!" Fulangde glared at him again, "Just give it your all later!"

He saw Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun in Suotuo City, and on a whim decided to take them for a test.

Dai Mubai performed very well, Ma Hongjun wasn't bad either, but compared with Xiao Xian… he's a Beast Weapon Soul Master who cannot possess!

Fulangde turned his head and looked at Xiao Xian.

"You, later you're not allowed to use martial soul, but any other means are fine, okay?"

Hearing that, Xiao Xian calmly glanced at Ma Hongjun, nodded, "No problem."

He roughly knows what was written in the Master's letter.

Fulangde probably wants to see his quality, to arrange training, since his issue is rather troublesome.

But Dai Mubai and Oscar beside him wore a hint of astonishment.

Soul Master battle, without martial soul?

Ma Hongjun's martial soul is a Mutated Phoenix!

Calling it a Mutated Grass Chicken is just their usual teasing.

Ma Hongjun's face brightened a bit after hearing the explanation, but his gaze at Xiao Xian was somewhat… pitying?

Could it be that he offended the teacher?

Fulangde lets him go all out, yet forbids Xiao Xian from using martial soul… wouldn't that just burn him into a hairless monster?

Ma Hongjun imagined the scene, silently planning to lower the flame temperature later. Otherwise, he'd lose face, and when Xiao Xian reaches Level 30, he might get beaten.

Soon, the two stepped forward, standing face to face.

"Ma Hongjun, Weapon Soul Phoenix, Level 25 Strong Attack Type Great Soul Master!"

"Xiao Xian, Weapon Soul Purple Hair Dog, Level 28 Strong Attack Type Great Soul Master."

After exchanging martial souls.

Ma Hongjun no longer hesitated, a low shout: "Phoenix Possession!"

Purple‑red light instantly surged from his body, releasing intense heat; his sturdy arms sprouted long feathers, and his hands turned directly into claws.

At his feet, unsurprisingly, were two Yellow Soul Rings.

Xiao Xian quietly sensed it; the heat was indeed powerful.

"Brother Xiao Xian, be careful!" Ma Hongjun warned, raising both hands, and the First Soul Ring suddenly lit up.

He suddenly opened his mouth, spitting a fine purple‑red flame, warping the air.

Seeing this, Xiao Xian lightly tapped his foot, and a Gale pushed him back seven or eight meters.

"What a fast speed…!"

"And that wind…"

Dai Mubai kept his eyes fixed on Xiao Xian.

He's not stupid.

Dean Fulangde forbidding Xiao Xian from using martial soul means that if he does use it, Ma Hongjun must lose.

It could even be a crisp defeat, with no need for sparring or comparison.

Fulangde's eyes flickered, "Just as Xiao Gang said, a Self‑Created Soul Technique!"

He stood aside, glared at Ma Hongjun again, "Ma Hongjun, if you lose, training will double after school starts!"

Ma Hongjun's face suddenly startled, he silently glanced at Xiao Xian, then exerted a sudden force!

The purple‑red flame from his mouth extended another two meters forward!

Maintaining a burning distance of five meters.

His whole body surged toward Xiao Xian.

Xiao Xian stood his ground, glanced at him, yet did not intend to retreat.

Dealing with Ma Hongjun is actually simple.

Just keep dodging.

Ma Hongjun's speed is far slower than his.

Having fused Ghost Shadow Maze's Violent Step, he has mastered it to a fine art.

Soul power consumption isn't that high either.

He can easily drain Ma Hongjun's soul power completely.

Then, he can cut him down with a casual strike.

Or simply create distance, with Hidden Weapons awaiting.

But, what's the point of sparring?

Simply win or lose?

Obviously impossible.

Xiao Xian silently sighed, the third layer of Profound Heaven Art silently activated.

Ma Hongjun's Phoenix Fire Line drew ever closer.

Xiao Xian's right hand quietly turned jade‑colored, lifted sharply, directly confronting the fire line!

Hoo—!

In an instant, a violent Gale condensed into a bowl‑sized vortex, spiraling fiercely from Xiao Xian's palm!

Boom—!

In the blink of an eye, Ma Hongjun's Phoenix Fire Line was struck by a Gale, splashing out violently and scattering in all directions!

Oscar was startled, quickly stepped back several paces, fearing the flames would touch him.

Dai Mubai narrowed his eyes, "What a domineering Gale."

"Ugh—!" Ma Hongjun's face turned pale, he retreated several steps, his lips stung by the Gale, the Phoenix Fire Line was broken, and his inner soul power surged suddenly.

"Teacher, are you sure he didn't cheat?!" Ma Hongjun's complexion turned bitter again.

But before Fulangde could speak, his Second Soul Ring flashed immediately.

With a "Pong" sound, fierce purple flames ignited on his body, his aura swelling dramatically!

The First Soul Ring flashed right after.

He opened his mouth abruptly, and a fire line, many times more powerful, shot out!

He charged toward Xiao Xian again.

His head swayed.

The fire line surged through the air in a wave, heading straight at Xiao Xian.

Ma Hongjun was still fairly sharp.

Xiao Xian's palm wind had a limited range.

Even though it could shatter part of the flames, the rest would still, due to inertia, crash onto him.

He couldn't wield his martial soul, and lacked the protection of a martial soul possession.

Being engulfed in flames meant defeat.

Xiao Xian's eyes flashed with surprise.

"Not bad, clever."

His right hand remained jade‑colored, and his left hand silently turned jade‑colored and rose, the two hands clasping in the air, forming a strange posture.

"What is this..."

Dai Mubai frowned, looking at Xiao Xian.

Ma Hongjun's Phoenix Fire Line arrived.

Buzz—!

An invisible Suction suddenly appeared, the air trembling slightly.

All the flames, just as they were about to reach Xiao Xian, paused silently, changed direction, and headed into the circular embrace surrounding Xiao Xian in the air!

No matter how Ma Hongjun shook his head, it had no effect at all.

After a short while, within Xiao Xian's clasped palms, a violently rotating Purple Red Fireball formed.

"Is this allowed?"

"Why do I feel like I'm about to lose?!"

Ma Hongjun's gaze shifted, "Hoo—!" he exhaled even more forcefully!

Simultaneously, his two hands formed claws and lunged at Xiao Xian.

He was possessed by a Beast Martial Soul; if flames wouldn't work, he'd go straight to melee!

Xiao Xian quickly glanced at the rapidly expanding Purple Red fireball before his chest, his complexion subtly hardened.

"This temperature is indeed high enough!"

He only felt his Xuan Yu Hand receiving repeated stabs of pain, and his inner soul power rapidly waning.

"If it backfires, it's no longer fun."

"Better to finish this quickly!"

His two palms flicked deftly, giving a swift push.

The Suction instantly transformed into a fierce Gale!

Hoo—!

The violently rotating, compressed Purple Red scorching fireball surged almost instantly straight at Ma Hongjun!

Only… it seemed a bit off‑kilter?

"Brother Xiao, your aim's off!"

Seeing this, Ma Hongjun chuckled.

The flames originated from him; in his Phoenix Possession state, he wouldn't be hurt.

Moreover, Xiao Xian's shot was already skewed.

But…

Bang—!

The rotating Purple Red fireball quivered in the air, tracing a mysterious arc, and slammed hard onto Ma Hongjun's face!

It was like a water‑filled balloon bursting violently on his face!

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