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Time passed like a fleeting shadow, and in the blink of an eye, a month had gone by.
During this month, Aotian was constantly tempered by the cold winds. The hellish life continued for a full month.
At this moment, in the cold winds of the third level of the Ice Tower, Aotian was still undergoing the torment of tearing forces, but the icy blue beneath his skin was indeed several times more dazzling than it had been a month ago.
Clearly, a month of physical tempering had brought Aotian's body to the brink of a breakthrough. The once solid bottleneck had begun to waver, and the late stage of the first transformation was now within reach for Aotian.
"Shh."
A sound like tearing echoed from within Aotian's body. Immediately, a powerful aura surged forth from him. The tearing forces surrounding him were slightly pushed away by this strong momentum.
Aotian clenched his fists tightly, feeling the surging energy within him, his eyes sparkling with intense excitement.
In just one month, Aotian had broken through his limits countless times, and his physical strength had skyrocketed as if propelled by a rocket. Now, he had finally broken through to the late stage of the first transformation.
At this moment, Aotian was confident that even relying solely on his physical strength, he could contend with ordinary Half-Step Human Spirit warriors.
This also filled Aotian with anticipation for the Nine Transformations of the Divine Dragon Body. If the first transformation possessed such powerful might, how devastating would it be if he mastered the ninth transformation?
Although he did not know how formidable the ninth transformation truly was, Aotian understood that rescuing his mother would surely be more than sufficient.
Thinking of his mother made Aotian recall Liu Canxin. Liu Canxin had already surpassed Half-Step Human Spirit and was a genuine Spirit Realm Martial Artist. The power of the Human Spirit Realm weighed down on him like a heavy stone, making it hard for him to breathe.
In the Mysterious Spirit Mountain Range, Aotian had personally felt the majesty of a Spirit Realm Martial Artist; that power left him feeling powerless.
As Aotian was deep in thought, Niu Geng suddenly called out:
“Aotian, your physical body has broken through, right? Come out, and let’s have a match!”
Aotian was slightly taken aback but quickly suppressed the thoughts in his mind. He knew that the strength of the Liu Clan could be seen from Liu Canxin. At this moment, he was definitely not a match for them, so it was better to deal with the immediate issue at hand.
Aotian clenched his fist and struck forward, instantly unleashing a powerful force from his punch that shattered the tearing power ahead of him.
Then, Aotian calmly stepped out from the enveloping cold wind, his gaze slowly fixing on Niu Geng not far away, a fierce battle intent flashing in his eyes.
Sensing the battle intent in Aotian's eyes, Niu Geng was filled with excitement, his muscles tensing up. A robust power surged through him, and a strong aura gradually spread from within Niu Geng.
After feeling the overwhelming aura emanating from Niu Geng, a serious expression appeared on Aotian's face.
In this past month, although Aotian had increased his strength and reached the late stage of the first transformation, Niu Geng had also not been idle. If they were to fight, it would truly be hard to say who would win or lose.
“Aotian, today you and I will have a good match. If you win, from now on, I Niu Geng will follow you. You tell me who to fight, and I will fight them!” Niu Geng declared with great enthusiasm.
Aotian laughed heartily and replied:
“In that case, I’ll take you as my free fighter!”
Hearing this, Niu Geng couldn’t help but grin widely, a strong sense of camaraderie taking root between them.
“Aotian, although your physical body has made a breakthrough, I haven’t been standing still either, so be careful!”
Niu Geng let out a loud roar and then swung his fist rapidly towards Aotian.
A heavy pressure emanated from Niu Geng's fist, causing the surrounding air to explode under this immense force.
Feeling the overwhelming power in Niu Geng's punch, Aotian did not dare to be the slightest bit careless; the strength within his body surged forth like a galloping horse.
Without hesitation, he threw a fearless punch back at Niu Geng's fist.
"Boom!"
The fists collided, and a terrifying shockwave spread from the point of impact. The white snow on the ground was directly blown away, revealing patches of gray stone beneath.
Immediately, Aotian and Niu Geng both took several steps back, presenting a scene of equal strength.
Seeing this, the fighting spirit in their eyes intensified, and they both charged towards each other.
"Bang bang bang!"
On the snowy ground, the two figures collided rapidly, sending waves of energy shooting out in all directions from their clashes. Piles of snow were lifted into the air, seemingly proving the ferocity of their battle.
Upon closer observation, one would notice that although both men appeared fearless, they were careful to avoid targeting each other's vital points during their attacks to prevent causing serious harm.
Clearly, this was a friendly competition rather than a life-and-death struggle.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, Aotian's fist, carrying an overwhelming force, struck Niu Geng's shoulder. Instantly, the latter felt a sweetness in his throat and staggered back several steps, his face turning somewhat pale.
"I lost!" Niu Geng scratched his head and said.
Aotian was slightly taken aback, and then a wave of emotion surged within him.
Aotian knew that his physical strength was on par with Niu Geng's. Although he possessed various powers like the Transformation Technique and Soul Power, Niu Geng's Bloodline was extremely mysterious, allowing him to undergo Demonization.
After Demonization, Niu Geng's strength was undoubtedly terrifying; even if Aotian exerted all his effort, he had no confidence in defeating him.
The fact that he managed to push Niu Geng back was entirely because Niu Geng had held back, deliberately letting him win. Otherwise, the best outcome would have been a draw.
Thinking this way, Aotian's eyes turned slightly red as he stepped forward and patted Niu Geng on the shoulder, saying, "Niu Geng, are you okay?"
Niu Geng waved his hand and replied, "Boss, I'm tough enough to take your punch without any problem. From now on, I'm sticking with you."
Aotian laughed and scolded him, "You deliberately held back; don't think I don't know."
"Not at all, Boss! It's just that your strength is terrifying; I willingly concede," Niu Geng exclaimed in protest.
Aotian shot a glance at Niu Geng and then said:
"Alright, Niu Geng, are you going to continue refining your body here?"
Niu Geng shook his head and replied:
"The cold here is no longer of much help to us. Boss, let's leave the tower together. I heard that Mo Gang dared to provoke you; just watch me go out and snap his neck!"
Aotian looked at Niu Geng speechlessly and said:
"Don't go causing trouble, or I'll have to clean up after you."
Despite saying this, his tone revealed a strong sense of protection.
"Okay, let's head out. It's been over a month since I last saw Xue Qingcheng; I wonder how she's doing..."
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