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"Brother, send it on its way."
After landing his first Spirit Ability, Feng Zaixing flipped back and retreated, notifying Xu Miao to claim the kill. He himself wanted to save some of the Spirit Beast's lifespan for stronger Spirit Beasts later on.
"Oh, coming."
Xu Miao regained his senses, soared into the air, and, with the force of Mount Tai pressing down, struck and killed the Flame Lion King, ending the battle.
After taking down the male lion, he wasn't joyful. Instead, he stared at Feng Zaixing with the eyes of someone looking at a monster, a bitter smile on his Face:
"Extreme Fire, powerful Spirit Ability, Brother Feng, you make me feel ashamed."
Just now, he had clearly and distinctly felt danger from Feng Zaixing.
Feng Zaixing's Spirit Ability was too fast; the Flame Lion King couldn't dodge it, and neither could Xu Miao. He might not even have had time to prepare a defense. It was a deadly instant kill.
Feng Zaixing pressed his surging chest and shook his head, saying, "The Flame Lion King truly lives up to its name as a top-tier Spirit Beast. Its hide is incredibly thick; even after being so injured, it could still withstand two of my attacks without dying."
He had originally thought that with his Extreme Fire and abundant vital Qi, he could instantly kill it with two strikes, but it fell a bit short. Next time, he would have to use a Sharp Weapon.
Hearing this, Xu Miao's eyelids twitched violently. He pointed at Feng Zaixing and said, speechless:
"...You should be content. How difficult it is to kill such a Spirit Beast. Your combat power makes many Spirit Elders feel ashamed."
"The agility-attack system Geniuses and Spirit Elders I've seen aren't as fast as you. In fact, your two moves could send them to their deaths."
Feng Zaixing said earnestly, "To be honest, Brother, my Spirit Ability has a weakness: during a charge, it can only attack in a straight line, at least for now."
Xu Miao listened and shook his head even more vigorously: "With your ability to seize opportunities, anyone in the same Realm targeted by you would be finished. That kid Long Chen... oh, he doesn't even deserve you using a Spirit Ability."
"Was that strike really twice the explosive power? How could it be so terrifying?"
Xu Miao looked at the bloody trail left by the male lion with lingering fear, his Adam's apple subtly bobbing.
"It's indeed not double."
Feng Zaixing nodded and said, "It's triple. The burning capability of Extreme Fire, the intensity of Qi and blood, and the intensity of spirit power all increase by two hundred percent during the use of the Spirit Ability."
"Teleportation-level attack speed, triple amplification. Brother Feng, you hide your strength so well. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda's amplification is a joke in front of you..."
Xu Miao smiled bitterly; the other party had more than one trick up his sleeve.
"You're wronging me with that. I didn't lie to you before."
Feng Zaixing spread his hands, pointed at the purple spirit ring beneath his feet, and said with an innocent expression, "It was double for a hundred-year spirit ring, but my current spirit ring is a thousand-year one."
"If a hundred-year is double, and a thousand-year is still double, wouldn't I have ascended to a thousand-year for nothing?"
Xu Miao: "..."
That makes so much sense, I'm speechless.
But what level of Spirit would increase its explosive power by a whole fold after advancing one rank? That's too outrageous!
If it advanced to ten thousand years in the future, wouldn't it still increase? How would those of them in the defense system Spirit Masters survive?
Unable to dodge and unable to block, what kind of Heaven-Defying mechanism monster and overpowered numerical monster is this!
Swallowing, Xu Miao looked up at the scene of lightning and fire intertwining in the distance and asked, "My strength is slightly superior to Long Zhen's, but I can't defeat him quickly. Do you want to make a move?"
"I'll enjoy the fresh air first. The environment here is truly good, worthy of being the Spirit Ascension Platform."
Feng Zaixing smiled faintly. The reason why the Spirit Ascension Platform was hailed as the best place for Spirit Masters to Cultivate in this era was primarily because the elemental energy of heaven and earth here was exceptionally abundant.
His mental force drew the elemental energy of heaven and earth into his body, which circulated at high speed along the modified Mysterious Heaven Skill route, transforming into an endless stream of spirit power flowing through his Meridians. His heart felt greatly at peace.
"It's a pity that the Spirit Ascension Platform has limited monthly slots, and even the tiger needs to adapt. But with my strong physique, a two-ring ten-thousand-year should be no problem..."
Just as Feng Zaixing's thoughts drifted, Xu Miao patted him on the shoulder, reminding him, "They're here."
Feng Zaixing's eyelids lifted slightly. At the end of his vision, the disheveled brothers Long Zhen and Long Chen approached, their Faces full of anger, their steps heavy, staring fiercely at him.
"What are you staring at? Isn't it good to be given free energy?"
Feng Zaixing muttered to himself, then said to Xu Miao, "It's up to you."
"Good, watch me!"
Xu Miao laughed heartily, took a few steps forward, and raised his shield to meet Long Zhen. Without a word, he immediately activated his second Spirit Ability, pushing his Profound Nether Shield Array forward.
"Xu Miao, at other times I'd give you some Face, but today that kid ambushed me, and I'm going to take care of all of you!"
Long Zhen was furious. After releasing his Spirit Ability, he took a step forward, and the raging blue lightning quickly transformed into gold, like a surging deep-sea tide, churning relentlessly.
"Tyrant King, Thunder Domain!"
The Bright Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon sublimated into the Light Sacred Dragon, Long Zhen's Aura soared, and the thunderous Qi waves stirred up a furious current, turning an area of twenty meters into a golden sea of lightning.
"Going all out from the start, do you think I'm afraid of you?" Xu Miao's eyes sharpened, and he shouted, "Black Tortoise Awakening!"
Before his voice fell, tiny dark-green snakes appeared on the shields of the Profound Nether Shield Array, their eyes a captivating crimson. A vast Aura of an ancient giant Spirit Beast surged forth.
The Black Tortoise Shield shook the ground, and the cracked earth stirred up layers of violent Qi waves, exploding continuously, not yielding an inch to the Thunder Domain.
"In a sense, this is a reenactment of Beibei and Xu Sanshi's battle. Quite lively, isn't it?"
Feng Zaixing watched the excitement with composure, nodding slightly, observing the two's use of spirit power.
However, he soon saw Long Chen walk up with a cold Face, blocking his view.
"The battle between those two top-ranked experts will be difficult to decide for a while. It should be easier for us, two people who will be famous on the rankings in the future, to determine a victor."
Long Chen's eyes were filled with anticipation, gleaming with a desire for battle—he hadn't seen Feng Zaixing's skirmish with the Flame Lion King. What he saw was Feng Zaixing "rolling and fleeing," diverting the trouble.
Feng Zaixing looked at Long Chen and smiled, "You're very confident?"
"Of course."
"A question?"
"Speak."
"Is this your first time entering the Spirit Ascension Platform? If you're directly knocked out, will it leave a psychological shadow? Will you constantly want to trouble me in the future?"
Feng Zaixing asked slowly, his calm tone revealing a serious attitude.
Upon hearing this, Long Chen's Face instantly turned extremely cold, and he ground his teeth, saying, "Feng Zaixing, you're very arrogant."
Feng Zaixing nodded, then shook his head, saying, "I'm just confident, I didn't mean to mock you. You can't beat me; this is an objective fact. If you don't believe me, ask your father after you leave."
"I don't really like making enemies with people, nor do I want to destroy your Cultivation heart or cause you and your Family to seek trouble with me. After all, this is a relatively harmonious society, not the barbaric ancient times."
He knew his own affairs. He was destined to be the archenemy of Evil Soul Masters, so it was not advisable to make too many enemies before his Cultivation was complete. For now, it was just a sparring match.
The one testing him was Ji Juechen, not God King Tang. The sword fanatic didn't believe in the "path of seeking death," so demonstrating strong combat qualities and will was enough.
Long Chen's expression softened slightly, and he coldly snorted, "Anyone can talk big. Let's see the truth in action; if you can win, I have nothing to say."
"Take this, Dragon's Claw!"
A seven-hundred-year Heaven Dragon Horse appeared behind Long Chen, merging into his Spirit. Long Chen gathered his strength and unleashed it. Bright spirit power condensed into a one-meter-long Dragon Claw in front of him, roaring forth.
"The power is decent, but the speed is too slow."
Feng Zaixing's eyes were calm. His Saint Body Spirit was released, and a magnificent purple thousand-year spirit ring slowly rose, drawing in the elemental energy of heaven and earth from the air. Rich Qi and blood surged, forming a layer of vibrant red light on his body.
"How is his spirit ring a thousand-year one?" Long Chen's pupils suddenly constricted.
In the previous battle, Feng Zaixing had made his Heavenly Sacred Winged God Tiger conceal its spirit ring. At this moment, Long Chen felt a great sense of danger in his heart.
A thousand-year Spirit Ability would definitely be more powerful than a hundred-year Spirit Ability; he was probably... "Boom."
To Long Chen's surprise, Feng Zaixing didn't use a Spirit Ability. He gathered the power of Qi and blood and spirit power at his feet and unleashed it, and his body vanished at a speed almost imperceptible to the naked eye.
"If your speed isn't fast enough, don't attack rashly."
Feng Zaixing's calm voice and the sound of air being cut reached his ears. Long Chen felt a sharp pain at the back of his head, and his consciousness quickly blurred and darkened—Feng Zaixing had given him a palm strike.
"Bang!"
The proud Light Sacred Dragon Genius fell straight to the ground, losing all ability to resist.
Feng Zaixing squatted down, found a button, pressed it, and smiled gently at Long Chen, who was about to be teleported away: "Have a good trip."
"How can he be so strong?"
Long Chen's expression was despairing, his pupils vacant, unable to accept the reality of being instantly killed.
On the 101st floor of the Spirit Transfer Pagoda, Long Chen slowly crawled out of the storage device, head down, and walked in small steps to the front of the grim-faced Long Zhan, timidly saying:
"I'm sorry, Father, I, I lost."
"If you lose, you lose. It's nothing major," Long Zhan said calmly.
Long Chen clenched his fists, about to say something about diligently Cultivating in the future and avenging himself, but Long Zhan waved his hand, signaling him to sit down, and said:
"When he comes out, apologize. In the future, don't speak so impulsively; it's easy to offend people. A person should be able to bend and stretch."
Long Chen suddenly turned his head, looking at Long Zhan with an incredulous expression, his tone rapidly rising: "Are you really my dad?"
How long had it been? Had his spirited father been replaced?
Long Zhan's eyes lowered, and a dangerous smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, looking utterly cold.
"I'll let you know right now whether your old man here is a fake!"
A father-son free-for-all immediately began on the ping-pong table of the Spirit Transfer Pagoda.