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At this moment, everyone in the Duel Arena looked at Luxiong with astonishment.
They saw a fiercely hot and violent energy gathering above Luxiong's head, resembling lava, with the air around Luxiong showing signs of being ignited.
"What kind of martial arts is that? It's terrifying!"
"Luxiong truly deserves to be the Vice Leader of the Sky Garment Gang. This level of martial arts power is probably beyond even some advanced martial arts..."
While everyone was discussing this, Snow Qincheng's expression turned somewhat grim as she whispered, "Previously, Luxiong injured me using this martial arts power. I wonder if Aotian can withstand it..."
Beside her, Niu Geng also looked serious and said, "This set of martial arts power is very strong..."
Aotian calmly gazed at Luxiong across from him, but inside, he raised his guard to the highest level. From the martial arts emanating from Luxiong, which resembled lava, he sensed a strong aura of danger.
Thus, although Aotian appeared calm on the surface, he was anything but calm inside, with thoughts racing through his mind on how to respond.
"Aotian, it's not too late to admit defeat now; otherwise, you will definitely be severely injured!" Luxiong said viciously.
Upon hearing Luxiong's words, the crowd erupted in an uproar. Some students looked at Aotian with glee, while others wore expressions of concern, and a few remained expressionless.
"Make your move; let me see if you, the Vice Leader of the Sky Garment Gang, are as capable as your title suggests!" Aotian said calmly.
"You're asking for death!"
Luxiong roared. Immediately, a violent energy, as fierce as molten lava, surged above his head and rushed towards Aotian.
At that moment, Aotian was enveloped by a heavy pressure, making escape impossible; he could only brace himself.
The scorching lava rolled forth, causing the temperature on the Dueling Platform to rise sharply. Even Aotian felt a bit parched.
Gazing at the lava that resembled an enraged fire dragon, Aotian's expression shifted slightly. He took a deep breath, and a wave of intense heat surged into his nostrils.
Aotian's complexion changed; he quickly expelled the heat from his body. Around him, an invisible force began to spread gradually.
"Thirty-Three Layered Waves!" Aotian silently declared in his heart.
Suddenly, the sound of crashing waves echoed in everyone's ears. Luxiong's attack, the Magma Martial Arts, seemed to encounter an invisible barrier and began to stall.
"This is... Soul Power?!"
Feeling an intangible force collide with his Magma Martial Arts, Luxiong's expression changed. He clearly did not expect Aotian to be a Soul Practitioner as well.
Initially surprised that Aotian was proficient in Soul Power, Luxiong's heart gradually sank as the soul waves continued to crash against him like relentless tides.
He realized that this attack seemed endless, and with each strike, the power of the next attack would inevitably double. If this continued, he would undoubtedly be defeated in the end.
Luxiong's expression began to darken, while Aotian's Transformation Technique surged wildly within him, gathering entirely at the tip of his index finger.
Aotian understood that although his soul cultivation had broken through to the late stage of level one, greatly increasing his Soul Power, Luxiong was not an easy opponent. After all, he was a martial artist who had refined eight layers of Mystical Energy. Therefore, Aotian planned to combine his Soul Power with the Transformation Technique; only in this way could he possibly defeat his opponent.
"Star Point Finger!"
Aotian roared in his heart once more. Suddenly, his index finger pointed fiercely towards Luxiong's Magma Martial Arts.
A vast Silver Beam shot out from Aotian's fingertip, tearing through the air in its path and rapidly approaching Luxiong's Magma Martial Arts.
Feeling the immense energy contained within the Silver Beam, Luxiong's face turned pale. He knew that if Aotian's Soul Power and Mystical Energy were unleashed together, it was highly likely that he would be the one to lose today.
However, there was no turning back at this moment; thus, Luxiong could only pray that his Magma Martial Arts could withstand Aotian's attack.
Although Aotian only unleashed thirty-three layers of Ninety-Nine Overlapping Waves, its power was still quite extraordinary.
As the final layer of Soul Wave struck Luxiong's Magma Martial Arts, the latter's form began to waver, as if it could dissipate at any moment.
Clearly, although Aotian's Thirty-Three Layered Waves did not completely break through Luxiong's Magma Martial Arts, it had significantly diminished its martial prowess.
At that moment, the Silver Beam crashed down like a dragon emerging from the sea, striking fiercely against the illusory magma.
Instantly, Luxiong's face turned ashen.
The Silver Beam struck the magma with a force that pierced through the Magma Martial Arts in an unstoppable manner, directly hitting Luxiong on the shoulder.
After taking the hit, Luxiong felt a sweetness in his throat, and a mouthful of bright red blood erupted uncontrollably. He flew backward like a kite with its string cut, landing far away.
As for the Magma Martial Arts, it completely dissipated into nothingness after being struck by the unstoppable force of the Silver Beam.
The crowd stared blankly at the scene on the Dueling Platform, their eyes filled with shock.
Defeated?
The Vice Leader of the Sky Garment Gang, who was feared throughout Xuantian Academy, had actually been defeated by Aotian?!
When everyone's gaze settled on Aotian's somewhat slender figure, their eyes were filled with awe.
No matter where it is, the victor is always respected by all.
With this battle, everyone understood that the Sixth place on the Inner Courtyard Rankings was no longer held by Luxiong, but by Aotian.
When they saw Luxiong struggling to get up but unable to do so, their hearts were filled with emotion.
This Vice Leader of the Sky Garment Gang had once been ranked Fifth on the Inner Courtyard Rankings, yet within just a month, he had suffered two defeats, dropping from Fifth to Seventy-Third. This left everyone sighing in disbelief.
"You won!"
After a long pause, Luxiong sighed dejectedly.
"Thank you!" Aotian couldn't help but clasp his hands together towards Luxiong.
"In light of your victory over me, I'll share a piece of information: be careful of the Sky Garment Gang's leader, Wei Tianyi..." A strange glint flashed in Luxiong's eyes.
Upon hearing Luxiong's words, Aotian was momentarily taken aback and replied, "Your leader will likely seek revenge for you, but I will face it head-on!"
"No, to our leader, the Sky Garment Gang is merely a plaything; our existence is insignificant to him. However, since Snow Qincheng has chosen you, you must be prepared to bear the brunt of the leader's wrath," Luxiong said, staring intently into Aotian's eyes.
"What do you mean?" Aotian's brows furrowed slightly.
"I've said all I can! If you still don't understand, go ask Snow Qincheng; she knows more than I do..."
As the sun set, Luxiong's desolate figure was slowly escorted out of the Duel Arena by members of the Sky Garment Gang. Yet, his words continued to echo in Aotian's ears...
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