Chu Tian’s eyes were full of excitement.
He had no idea how much of his strength he had used just now.
Chu Tian’s strength was constantly improving, but opportunities for combat were scarce.
What was his true strength, his true power, his fighting capacity?
He knew nothing about himself.
The moment he clashed with Huang Xiong, Chu Tian felt immense pressure.
Chu Tian was instantly exhilarated, finally finding someone to spar with.
“Old scoundrel, come and fight…”
Chu Tian roared wildly.
Huang Xiong, facing him, was stunned for a moment.
He thought: Is this kid having a delusion? Why does he seem so excited?
“I, Huang Xiong, have roamed the world for thousands of years. What do you mean, boy? Do you presume to defeat me?”
After a moment of stunned silence, Huang Xiong became furious, having guessed why Chu Tian was so excited.
The kid’s expression was like a hunter spotting a delighted prey.
“This young master has roamed… well… for a few years too, old scoundrel, don’t worry, I promise not to kill you!”
Chu Tian’s figure had already reached Huang Xiong.
Although he charged ferociously, he was also wary of Huang Xiong’s attack.
When they were still some distance apart, the old man seemed enraged by Chu Tian’s words, stopped speaking, and his face darkened.
The old man moved.
Although Chu Tian was already prepared for Huang Xiong’s attack,
Huang Xiong’s speed was terrifying. He had barely moved before he was already in front of Chu Tian.
However, Chu Tian was well-prepared; even if the earlier clash hadn't happened, Chu Tian wouldn't have underestimated him.
If this old man wasn't strong, how could he have pursued Wei Du and the others all the way to the South Pole?
Seeing Huang Xiong’s fingers form a sword and thrust towards Chu Tian’s throat, Chu Tian’s initial excitement vanished, replaced by a profound calmness.
At this moment, all his emotions and excitement had disappeared, and he entered a peculiar state.
This was Chu Tian’s first time entering such a state, and even he didn't know what was happening.
Chu Tian completely ignored Huang Xiong’s sword-finger thrust.
His power erupted, his palm turning into a blade.
He swung towards Huang Xiong’s waist.
Chu Tian’s palm strike was heavy and powerful.
It contained the power-generating techniques he learned from Bai Qilin, coupled with the amplification from resonance of strength.
For Chu Tian, whose physical body had become incredibly powerful, this palm strike would have cleaved through even steel and bone.
His palm-sword swung out, the wind whistling.
At this moment, Chu Tian held nothing back, exerting all his strength, it felt as if even space was about to be cut open.
This move was a contest of speed between the two of them.
It depended on who could strike the other first.
Huang Xiong clearly hadn't expected Chu Tian to be so fearless.
Not dodging or evading, but attacking with full force—this was clearly a mutually destructive tactic.
Yet, this seemingly clumsy approach
annihilated his offensive momentum.
Huang Xiong’s finger-sword was no different from poking with a finger.
Only an inch of light appeared at the tip of his finger.
Chu Tian’s palm-blade, however, carried a three-foot-long brilliance, which was the manifestation of Chu Tian’s skill power.
If this attack continued, the only outcome would be his finger-sword piercing Chu Tian’s throat,
while Chu Tian’s palm-blade would fiercely slash at Huang Xiong.
It was even possible that Chu Tian’s attack would land first.
Even with Huang Xiong’s self-proclaimed physical resilience,
he would never dare to withstand Chu Tian’s strike with his body.
Even if he were a powerful being beyond Chu Tian’s knowledge, it wouldn't matter.
Therefore, he had no choice but to abandon his attack, pause his movement, and retreat with a speed that narrowly dodged Chu Tian’s palm strike.
Chu Tian’s seemingly mutually destructive move actually contained great wisdom.
He believed his lack of combat experience meant that if he dodged Huang Xiong’s initial overwhelming finger-sword,
the old scoundrel’s terrifying follow-up attacks would come in waves, which would be extremely dangerous for him, a combat novice.
It was very likely that he would be the one to perish.
Seeing Huang Xiong retreat, Chu Tian roared, like thunder shaking the heavens.
“Old scoundrel, don’t run!”
His sweeping palm strike abruptly stopped, transforming from a sweep into a stab, aiming directly for Huang Xiong’s chest.
Huang Xiong, having just dodged Chu Tian’s palm strike, suddenly saw him change his move, and his expression slightly changed.
Huang Xiong had already recognized the immense power in Chu Tian’s move, which was why he dared not clash head-on.
He even dared not reach out to block.
However, to be able to change such a powerful move midway, after seemingly exhausting all his strength, indicated that Chu Tian’s power was astonishingly vast.
“Hmph, my petty trick!”
Huang Xiong suddenly accelerated his retreat.
He believed that after changing his move, Chu Tian’s attack would inevitably lack sustained power.
However, just as he expected,
Chu Tian, seeing him retreat, showed a hint of cunning in his eyes.
“Is that so? Out…”
Whoosh…
As he spoke, the light blade enveloping his palm suddenly shot out.
“What?”
Huang Xiong’s eyes widened. He never imagined that the qi Chu Tian had condensed could also be shot out.
However, the older the ginger, the spicier it is. With thousands of years of lifespan, Huang Xiong had encountered countless dangerous situations.
He let out a cold snort, and the light on his finger flared.
His finger-sword drew an arc and struck heavily upon Chu Tian’s ejected palm blade, emitting a crisp sound.
Ding… Sparks flew.
Although it was a skill condensed from qi, it sounded like steel clashing.
What surprised Chu Tian was that even after launching his skill power at a rapid speed, Huang Xiong’s finger strike grazed its side, causing it to miss Huang Xiong.
The most critical part was that after he released his skill power, Huang Xiong, the old scoundrel, shifted his body and lunged forward again.
Chii…
Chu Tian inwardly cursed, “Bad news!”
Huang Xiong’s finger-sword, like a venomous snake, darted out, aiming directly for Chu Tian’s vital spot at the heart.
Chu Tian could only instinctively retract his chest.
Chii…
Huang Xiong’s speed was too fast. His finger swept across Chu Tian’s chest.
Buzz…
A layer of multicolored light appeared, but it did not hinder him in the slightest.
The invincible multicolored divine light that protected his body was unable to deflect Huang Xiong’s attack.
Fortunately, Chu Tian avoided the vital spot of his heart.
However… Chu Tian was stunned.
“Old man, haven’t you eaten?”
After being stunned, Chu Tian’s mouth split into a grin.
He reached out and grabbed Huang Xiong’s arm.
Although Huang Xiong was greatly shocked, he realized that his attack had not even broken through Chu Tian’s defense.
How could such a turn of events not shock him?
As he was surprised, his body rapidly retreated.
Huang Xiong panicked.
Unfortunately, he was too close to Chu Tian; they were almost face to face.
Chu Tian’s speed was astonishingly fast. He directly grabbed the old man’s shoulder.
“You’re still trying to run?” Chu Tian grinned.
Seeing that retreat was futile, Huang Xiong’s aura surged.
He wanted to use his aura to push Chu Tian away, but Chu Tian’s hands, like iron clamps, held on tightly, regardless of his struggles.
Huang Xiong then unleashed various killing techniques with his fingers, palms, fists, and elbows, striking Chu Tian’s body one after another.
Meanwhile, Chu Tian, holding his shoulder, left his chest wide open.
He allowed the old man to do as he pleased.
The smile on his face grew more and more excited.
Feeling the pain on his body, Chu Tian burst into laughter.
“Haha… Old man, you are strong, but… I t”
Chu Tian, guessing based on the sound, muttered softly.
“Ah… damn it… damn it… damn it!”
Suddenly, a roar came from below, and a mad aura emanated from beneath.
Chu Tian’s eyes narrowed. He remembered that there seemed to be a Hall Master below.
He wondered what that Hall Master needed so much resentment for.
However, the aura emanating from below was filled with madness and hatred.
It was likely that the old man who fell just now had disturbed him.