Chapter 28: Continuous Battles

In the air, two silhouettes were struck as if by a hammer, involuntarily spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood, and their bodies suddenly plummeted straight down.

"I admit… I admit defeat…!" they forced themselves to muster a breath, barely stabilizing at a height of only two or three meters, then fell to the ground and collapsed.

Xiao Xian, seeing this, had Gale bursts erupt from his feet, falling in strips from the sky.

Ma Hongjun was almost dumbfounded, staring blankly at the newly steady Xiao Xian.

"Brother Xiao Xian, can you actually fly?!" he couldn't help but lean in and whisper in astonishment.

Everything happened within just over ten seconds, and the audience thought they were about to enter dead time.

But unexpectedly, they witnessed such a stylish counter‑kill.

"Woo!!! Black Robe! Black Robe! Black Robe!" the spectators immediately cheered.

"I can fly, but only a little." Xiao Xian ignored the crowd, grabbed Ma Hongjun and headed to the arena.

The Suction of Suction Palm can lift a person, the thrust of Blowing Fire Palm works as well, and Violent Step obviously can too.

But controlling it is more subtle; he had studied for a long time before he could barely stand in the air, and even then it wasn't lasting.

Just as they entered the rest area.

Xiao Xian saw Fulangde, and behind him stood Dai Mubai and Oscar, also dressed in Black Robe.

"Continue, don't stop." Fulangde, expressionless, handed Xiao Xian an Iron Battle Soul Badge, the very one Oscar owned.

"Yes, Dean…" Xiao Xian sighed inwardly, took the badge. His soul power seemed to have only four or five layers left.

"..."

Just as Xiao Xian entered the one‑on‑one Soul Battle rest area, he heard the host calling names.

"Next, please welcome the Great Soul Master of the Sausage martial soul, Black Robe No. 2! To battle the Great Soul Master of the Wild Bull martial soul, Zhong Ta!"

"Both of these are newcomers…"

"Huh? Black Robe No. 2 really is wearing a Black Robe!"

"Today, there are already four Soul Masters all dressed in Black Robe!"

"Let's see if he can continue the unbeaten record of the first three!!!"

Xiao Xian walked along the rest area corridor, amid the cheering crowd, and stepped onto the arena.

The host pumped up the atmosphere; he really knows how to do it.

Zhong Ta was already waiting for him on the arena.

He was a massive, hulking man, literally looking like a tower, standing two or three heads taller than Xiao Xian, his muscles bulging so much the clothes couldn't contain them.

He gave Xiao Xian a Zhao Wuji vibe.

Obviously, he was a pure power Soul Master.

After the host stepped down.

Zhong Ta didn't waste words; staring at Xiao Xian, he instantly infused his martial soul, sprouting a pair of bull horns on his head, a thick layer of bull hide over his body, his size swelling a few more meters, standing over two meters tall—wide as a wall!

Two soul rings, one white and one yellow, rose from his soles; with a single step and a lunge, he hurled a fist at him!

Xiao Xian stared at the sandbag‑sized fist, his mouth tightening.

His right palm silently turned a deep jade hue, the Mysterious Heaven Technique surged, and his foot pressed down!

He swung his right fist forcefully upward!

Bang—!

A big fist and a small fist collided with a boom!

Then they sprang apart violently!

Swoosh—!

Xiao Xian retreated three steps in a row, only then barely stabilizing.

But Zhong Ta wasn't any better; his body swayed and he also stepped back two or three steps!

He just gritted his teeth, feeling his right hand ache.

From the arena, Dai Mubai twitched his mouth corner, "Is this guy's strength really that strong?!"

"..."

Soon, Zhong Ta's First Soul Technique flashed, his fist grew heavier by a few points and slammed toward him.

"First Soul Technique, and it's for enhancing strength?"

Xiao Xian's eyes flashed violet as he gauged the rapidly approaching fist.

If it were before.

He would certainly use Suction Palm, pulling the opponent's body to offload the force, then punch again.

Or, with a swipe at his waist, pull out a handful of lime and smash it onto the opponent's face with Blowing Fire Palm.

But… would that serve any cultivation purpose?

Xiao Xian's gaze hardened, and he stepped down!

Violent Step activated instantly!

Using the impact of Violent Step, he instantly lunged forward!

Bang—!

A big fist and a small fist collided with a boom!

Then, again, they sprang apart violently!

Xiao Xian whooshed back five or six steps, and Zhong Ta likewise.

This time, they ended up evenly matched again.

However, Zhong Ta's grimace was even worse; besides his hand, he felt as if he had slammed into a wall, his entire skeleton trembling.

Xiao Xian was fine, only his arms and a few other parts were a bit numb.

Since obtaining the Xuan Yu Hand.

It can make the palm as hard as jade.

He then tried to apply it to other parts, training the Xuan Yu Hand into a Xuan Yu Body!

Unfortunately, up to now he has only trained a few crucial joints—such as the elbows, knees, and chest area.

They have not formed a whole, so a true Xuan Yu Body has not been created.

Otherwise, how could his strength and bodily durability be limited to this level?

"…"

The ensuing battle became extremely arduous.

Bell Tower's Second Soul Technique turned out to be a power boost!

Xiao Xian could only employ a stronger Violent Step, stacking it with the Xuan Yu Hand's Hard Resistance!

Boom—!

Boom—!

Boom—!

The two fought like savage beasts, slamming into each other fiercely.

The spectators were about to stare dumbfounded, but this pure fist‑to‑fist, flesh‑to‑flesh clash seemed to further ignite their passion.

It made them unable to resist a wilder frenzy and cheers!

Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, and Oscar sat in the audience, their scalp tingling as they watched.

Is this still a Soul Master duel?!

Why does it feel like two giant apes are on the stage!?

A few minutes later.

Bell Tower's complexion turned grim; his fists ached terribly, his arms trembled uncontrollably, and each clash felt as if striking steel.

Moreover, the more he fought, the more something felt off; his inner soul power grew volatile, seemingly out of control.

Xiao Xian wasn't any better; beads of sweat formed on his forehead and back, and his hood and clothes were damp.

His palm, with the Xuan Yu Hand, was fine, but his arms hadn't been trained—only the elbows; his forearms were shaken as if about to break!

The Violent Step grew increasingly intense, and his legs throbbed sharply.

His meridians were faintly overwhelmed!

More importantly, this was the third Soul Battle, and both his stamina and soul power were lacking.

The Mystic Heaven Skill whirred wildly to restore soul power, yet only two and a half layers remained.

Huff! Huff!

Xiao Xian gasped a few coarse breaths, his eyes flashing as he stared at Bell Tower.

"That's all I can do..."

"The amount of Sunlight Spore is about enough...!"

Hoo—!

Xiao Xian summoned his limited soul power, endured the tingling weakness, and stepped down again!

He swung his fist and slammed it forward fiercely!

Bell Tower naturally raised his fist with Hard Resistance.

But his complexion suddenly changed.

At the critical moment, his inner soul power surged, causing the soul ring's amplification to vanish outright?!

It was already too late; Xiao Xian erupted, moving as fast as an exploding cannonball, kicking up a cloud of dust.

That punch instantly struck Bell Tower's fist!

In an instant, Bell Tower was blasted away with a "Boom", crashing hard onto the arena's safety rope!

Under the massive recoil, Xiao Xian's body swayed, nearly toppling.

"..."

The host announced the victory, and Xiao Xian trudged back to the lounge.

Fulangde remained expressionless, standing at the lounge entrance, "Continue."

He pointed at Oscar beside him.

Fulangde surprisingly arranged another two‑versus‑two Soul Battle for Xiao Xian with Oscar.

Oscar, of course, could see Xiao Xian was running low, and on the way to the two‑versus‑two lounge, slipped him a few Recovery Sausages.

Xiao Xian didn't hesitate and devoured them in one bite.

A warm current surged through his body; he instantly felt his stamina restored considerably, his limbs still a bit weak but much improved.

But his soul power remained at less than ten percent.

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