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Looking at the soon-to-explode Luxiong, Aotian smiled lightly and said:
"I never thought of myself as invincible, but I am certainly better than those who only know how to use underhanded tactics."
Luxiong's face twisted, his eyes gradually turning red as he roared:
"Aotian, shut up!"
Before the words fell, Luxiong shot toward Aotian like a cannonball, a surge of Mystical Energy erupting from his body and sweeping toward Aotian.
Luxiong's Mystical Energy was filled with a scorching and violent wave, a power that seemed capable of melting everything like lava.
Aotian's expression changed slightly; from this Mystical Energy, he sensed an extremely rich fire attribute. Clearly, Luxiong was refining fire attribute Mystical Energy. Moreover, it had been refined to at least eight layers.
"No wonder even Xue Qingcheng is wary of him; a warrior who has refined eight layers of Fire Attribute Xuanli indeed possesses some skill," Aotian thought heavily.
Upon entering the Human Spirit Realm, a warrior's Mystical Energy can take on countless attributes. Some Mystical Energy is long and continuous, some is heavy as a mountain, and some excels in defense...
Among these, fire attribute Mystical Energy is one of the more aggressive types. In terms of pure attack power, even some warriors who have refined nine layers of Mystical Energy might not surpass Luxiong.
Thus, Luxiong, who had refined eight layers of Fire Attribute Xuanli, could not be taken lightly by Aotian.
However, Aotian was no longer the same as before when he struggled under Dark Two. In these past two months, Aotian's strength had undoubtedly made significant progress.
At this moment, even if Dark Two were to return, Aotian would likely be able to handle it with ease.
Therefore, although Luxiong's attack appeared exceptionally fierce to outsiders, Aotian was not incapable of receiving it.
Aotian's palm slowly emerged from his sleeve, then suddenly clenched into a fist. The fist shimmered with both icy blue and golden hues, carrying a domineering aura as it fiercely struck towards Luxiong's rolling Mystical Energy.
"Boom!"
A dull impact echoed sharply in the center of the Dueling Platform.
Immediately, a fierce wave of energy spread out from the point of collision, causing the surrounding air to explode violently.
Both Aotian and Luxiong were forced to retreat several steps to dissipate the terrifying energy.
At first glance, Aotian and Luxiong seemed evenly matched, neither able to gain the upper hand.
The students below were also taken aback by this outcome. Initially, they thought that while Aotian had some skills, challenging Luxiong was undoubtedly overestimating himself. However, the result surprised most of the students.
From this strike, everyone could see that Luxiong's strength was not much higher than Aotian's.
The members of the Sky Garment Gang slightly changed their expressions upon seeing this result. Then, as if realizing something, they gradually relaxed their tense hearts. As the Vice Leader of the Sky Garment Gang, they all understood how formidable Luxiong's strength truly was.
Although it appeared that both were evenly matched now, they knew that their Vice Leader might not have even used a third of his power.
On the Dueling Platform, Luxiong exhaled deeply, seemingly trying to clear the heaviness in his chest:
"You were indeed capable enough to defeat Wang Jie." There was an undeniable seriousness in Luxiong's tone.
Aotian shook his numb arm and replied with a grave expression:
"Thank you for the compliment, Vice Leader. If you think this is enough to win against me, you might be looking at me through a narrow gap."
A cold glint flashed in Luxiong's eyes as he sneered:
"Although you have some skills, it is destined that you will fall at my hands!"
"If you think a few words can win against me, Aotian, then I have nothing to say." Aotian shrugged and said calmly.
Luxiong took a deep breath, his eyes filled with a brutal intent.
"I want to see if your skills match your mouth."
As he spoke, Luxiong's foot stomped hard on the ground.
Suddenly, a dark force surged from under Luxiong's feet towards Aotian with ferocity. The stones on the Dueling Platform were shattered by this dark energy, spreading out in a straight line.
Aotian was slightly startled but quickly snorted coldly, pushing off the ground with his right foot. Instantly, the Transformation Technique erupted like an earth dragon, crashing violently into Luxiong's dark force. The stones in the center of the Dueling Platform exploded dramatically.
"Hmph!"
Seeing his dark energy being broken, Luxiong's gaze turned icy. He then shot forward, his right leg transforming into a large blade aimed viciously at Aotian's shoulder.
Aotian's eyes sharpened like a blade at this sight. His right hand transformed into a sharp knife hand, carrying a sound of explosive energy as it struck fiercely towards Luxiong's thigh.
"Thud!"
As their limbs collided, both Aotian and Luxiong's bodies trembled slightly. Then, their legs, hands, wrists, elbows, and other body parts seemed to turn into the sharpest weapons in the world, striking fiercely at each other's vital points.
"Thud thud thud!"
On the Dueling Platform, the sounds of their bodies colliding echoed continuously, resonating in the hearts of those below.
The attacks from both fighters became increasingly swift and ruthless. In the end, the spectators could barely see their faces and could only vaguely make out numerous afterimages flickering on the Dueling Platform.
"Bang!"
A loud collision accompanied by two muffled groans rang in everyone's ears. Then, two figures rapidly retreated to opposite sides of the Dueling Platform, their gazes wary and serious as they watched each other.
When everyone saw the current state of Aotian and Luxiong, they couldn't help but gasp in shock.
Luxiong appeared disheveled, with tattered clothes, a pale face, dim eyes, and fresh blood seeping from the corner of his mouth.
On the other side, Aotian was not in much better shape. His hair was messy, and his upper clothing had been torn away at some point, revealing his fair yet blood-stained skin.
The icy blue color of Aotian's upper body looked extremely dull, like a candle flickering in the wind, ready to extinguish at any moment. Blood oozed from his pores, creating a horrifying sight.
At this moment, the Duel Arena was silent, as if everyone feared disturbing the two on stage.
"Heh heh, after playing for so long, it’s time to end this!" A cold smile suddenly appeared on Luxiong's pale face.
Immediately, Luxiong began to rapidly move his arms, a powerful aura slowly emanating from his body:
"Sea of Fire is boundless, engulfing the heavens!" A roar erupted from Luxiong's mouth.
Then, an intensely hot and violent wave spread across the entire Dueling Platform. Above Luxiong's head, it seemed as if an endless Sea of Fire was gathering...
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