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Xue Haoyang faced his daughter's question with a calm smile, a hint of teasing at the corners of his mouth, and said:
"Xue Qingcheng, I've never seen you plead for a man. Have you taken a liking to this kid?"
Upon hearing this, Snow Qincheng's face instantly turned pink as she replied:
"Father, what nonsense are you talking about! It's just that Aotian saved my life, so I implore you not to hold it against him."
Xue Haoyang looked at his daughter with a half-smile and then turned to Aotian, saying:
"So, kid? If you can withstand this palm strike of mine, then the grievances between you and Xuantian Academy will be wiped clean. Otherwise, I'm afraid you won't leave the imperial city safely today."
At Xue Haoyang's words, a chorus of gasps arose from those around them. It seemed that Xue Haoyang was determined to take action against Aotian.
Snow Qincheng's expression changed; she seemed surprised by her father's decision. Just as she was about to speak, Aotian interjected with a cupped fist salute:
"Since that's the case, please grant me your strike, Director!"
"Aotian, no! With your strength, it's impossible for you to withstand my father's palm strike. You..." Snow Qincheng exclaimed urgently to Aotian.
However, before she could finish her sentence, a soft force swept from Xue Haoyang's hand, pushing Snow Qincheng aside. A terrifying Mystical Energy slowly gathered in Xue Haoyang's palm.
"Aotian, considering that you saved my daughter, I will only use half of my strength. If you can withstand it, then not only will I forgive your actions today, but I will also agree to the elder's conditions and allow you to become a Core Student of Xuantian Academy!" Xue Haoyang said with a smile.
As soon as he finished speaking, all the martial artists participating in the entrance examination were left dumbfounded. Even those Inner Academy Students who had come to watch the show were momentarily at a loss; they clearly did not expect Xue Haoyang to offer such treatment.
The status of a Core Student was infinitely more prestigious than that of an Inner Academy Student. If Aotian truly became a Core Student, even Mokusheng's backing would have no grounds to be arrogant in front of Aotian.
Although the Inner Academy Students watching felt filled with dissatisfaction and jealousy, this was a promise made by Director Xue Haoyang himself; they did not dare oppose it.
However, upon hearing Xue Haoyang's words, Aotian remained completely calm.
From the very beginning, Aotian had carefully observed Xue Haoyang. Although Xue Haoyang claimed he wanted to seek justice for the students of Xuantian Academy, he had never shown any killing intent towards Aotian; instead, there was an appreciative look in his eyes. It seemed that this palm strike was merely Xue Haoyang's test.
Clearly, Xue Haoyang did not harbor any ill intentions; he simply wanted to test why he had caught the attention of the Grand Elder.
This agreement to exchange a palm strike was a form of self-affirmation. If he could withstand it, then Xue Haoyang would agree to the Grand Elder's request and allow him to become a Core Student. If he could not withstand it, then even with the Grand Elder's recommendation, it would be difficult for the Dean to acknowledge his status.
After deducing Xue Haoyang's intentions, Aotian agreed to the challenge.
"Dean, let Aotian recklessly receive your palm!" Aotian said respectfully.
Immediately, a strong sense of vigilance appeared on Aotian's face.
Xue Haoyang's strength was at least equal to Cheng Yuanshan's; even if he promised to use only half of his power, it was still beyond what an ordinary Half-Step Human Spirit martial artist could withstand. Therefore, facing Xue Haoyang's palm strike, Aotian felt a heavy weight on his shoulders and dared not be careless in the slightest.
"Good, commendable courage. No wonder you have caught the Grand Elder's eye. However, you cannot rely solely on courage to withstand this palm; you also need corresponding strength!" Xue Haoyang said calmly.
Then, Xue Haoyang's right palm was enveloped in a deep blue Mystical Energy, which surged with an aura that hinted at something profound and continuous.
At that moment, Aotian felt an inexplicable sensation within him. It was as if the person standing before him was not Xue Haoyang but an endless expanse of ocean. He felt like a grain of sand that could be submerged by this boundless sea at any moment.
Aotian remained fully alert as he watched Xue Haoyang. Beneath his skin, a rich ice-blue energy surged, and the Transformation Technique flickered around his body. There was a faint emanation of Soul Power from his brow.
In facing Xue Haoyang's palm strike, Aotian had already exerted all his strength. He understood that if he held back against such a powerful opponent, he would likely be obliterated in an instant.
"Ocean-Subduing Palm!"
Suddenly, Xue Haoyang shouted lightly. Then, he struck out towards Aotian with his palm.
Instantly, Aotian felt as though Xue Haoyang's palm carried an overwhelming ocean crashing down upon him.
At this moment, Aotian dared not show any signs of weakness. His Soul Power formed layers of defense like the hardest walls in front of him, while the Transformation Technique completely enveloped him. Beneath his skin, a dense ice-blue energy flickered.
The three forces—Soul Power, Transformation Technique, and Nine Transformations of the Divine Dragon Body—protected Aotian from within.
However, upon seeing the palm strike from Xue Haoyang that seemed capable of annihilating all things in existence rushing towards him like a tidal wave, Aotian still felt a chill run down his spine.
It is truly unimaginable how terrifying Xue Haoyang's strength is. Just a fraction of his power makes me feel an overwhelming sense of helplessness. If he were to unleash his full strength, I would probably be obliterated in an instant.
Of course, while the warriors nearby are in awe of Xue Haoyang's abilities, Snow Qincheng's expression changes slightly as she murmurs, "The Ocean-Subduing Palm is a high-grade martial art. Is my father trying to kill Aotian with this strike?"
High-grade martial arts are already considered top-tier within Fengyun Nation. In the past, Aotian was able to contend with Dark Two because he used the high-grade martial art Heavenly Slaughter Strike to succeed.
Now, with Xue Haoyang wielding a high-grade martial art, the power of that strike could likely crush a Half-Step Human Spirit warrior.
Aotian's face is also filled with seriousness. Although he feels a strong sense of crisis from Xue Haoyang's palm, it is too late to regret now; he can only brace himself and resist with all his might.
Xue Haoyang's astonishing palm carries the boundless power of the ocean, crushing the air and violently colliding with Aotian's defensive layer in front of everyone's horrified gaze.
At Aotian's outermost layer is a defense formed by Soul Power, but that palm directly destroys his soul defense. Immediately after, the palm strikes against Aotian's Transformation Technique.
The Transformation Technique possesses incredible assimilation power; therefore, Xue Haoyang's palm does not exhibit the previous overwhelming force but instead becomes locked in a stalemate as it clashes with the Transformation Technique.
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