Zhao Hefeng and Yan Xiong both came from the same Sacred Palace. Just like Xiao Chen and Chen Yu, the two could be said to have a close relationship. However, compared to Yan Xiong, Zhao Hefeng gave off a gentle and refined feeling. Yan Xiong, on the other hand, was obviously a simple-minded guy with brawn.
However, since the two of them could be together, just as Xiao Chen said, they were like family. Zhao Hefeng was actually a battle maniac, so when he saw Xiao Chen, Zhao Hefeng's battle intent had already risen.
Zhao Hefeng didn't care what Xiao Chen wanted to talk about. He just wanted to fight Xiao Chen. Feeling the faint battle intent from Zhao Hefeng, Xiao Chen smiled bitterly and nodded.
"How does Brother Zhao want to fight? Together or just the two of us? "
"There's no need for the others. Just me and Brother Xiao. As a Quasi-Holy Son, I'm very curious about Brother Xiao's strength," Zhao Hefeng replied without even thinking.
Zhao Hefeng knew that the Ancient Sacred Sect had more people on their side, so they had no chance of winning in a group battle. Hence, Zhao Hefeng proposed a one-on-one battle. Xiao Chen did not reject the proposal, but at the same time, he secretly told Xiao Sheng,
"Old Ancestor, it seems that I have to rely on you again. Zhao Hefeng seems to be stronger than Mu Yao of the Sacred Yin Sect."
Xiao Chen had no choice but to ask Xiao Sheng to help. With his current strength, he wasn't a match for these Quasi-Holy Sons and Holy Daughters.
Xiao Chen's intuition told him that Zhao Hefeng was stronger than Mu Yao, the saintess candidate of the Sacred Yin Sect. This was to be expected. Mu Yao was ranked among the saintesses of the Sacred Yin Sect, while Zhao Hefeng was ranked third among the saintesses of the Sacred Sun Sect. It was understandable that he was stronger than Mu Yao.
Hearing Xiao Chen's words, Xiao Sheng said snappily, "Kid, you have to catch up with the other Quasi-Holy Sons and Holy Daughters in the next two years."
Although Xiao Chen was now ranked as the Quasi-Holy Son of the Ancient Sacred Sect, he had to rely on Xiao Sheng's strength every time he fought with the other Quasi-Holy Sons and Holy Daughters. Not to mention the consumption of Xiao Sheng's strength, Xiao Chen himself didn't benefit at all.
Once Xiao Chen developed a habit of relying on others, it would be detrimental to Xiao Chen's cultivation.
Xiao Chen was naturally aware of this. That was why he wasn't happy at all even though he had captured Mu Yao alive. After all, it wasn't his doing. But there was nothing he could do about it. After all, he had become the candidate ahead of time. If Xiao Chen was a pro-disciple at this time, Xiao Chen could say that he was not afraid of anyone.
But there was no other choice. Xiao Chen was now the fifth Quasi-Holy Son of the Ancient Sacred Sect, so his opponents could only be the other Quasi-Holy Sons and Quasi-Holy Daughters. If he went to deal with a pro-disciple, it would be bullying the weak.
He had to improve his cultivation as soon as possible. He must make good use of the next two years. But now was not the time to talk about this. The most important thing was to deal with the Hundred Spirits Pool competition with all his strength. After all, Saint Huo Yun had said that if he couldn't fulfill his request, the previous promise would be invalid.
Seeing Xiao Chen nod, the three disciples of the Sacred Sun Sect behind Zhao Hefeng consciously chose to retreat. At the same time, the people of the Ancient Sacred Sect also did the same. However, Luo Dawei and Jiang Hua couldn't help sneering in their hearts.
"Xiao Chen, you really don't know the immensity of heaven and earth. You actually dare to fight with Zhao Hefeng. Do you know that Zhao Hefeng's strength is above Senior Brother Du Yi? You are simply courting death."
Zhao Hefeng's strength was stronger than Du Yi, and Xiao Chen's cultivation was only at the Initial Daogate Realm. He was simply courting death.
Not knowing what Luo Dawei and Jiang Hua were thinking, Qin Shuirou said to Xiao Chen softly, "Be careful."
"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing. It's okay." Hearing this, Xiao Chen also replied with a smile.
Everyone consciously moved away, giving the space to Xiao Chen and Zhao Hefeng. At the same time, the battle intent on Zhao Hefeng's body became more and more intense. His eyes were fixed on Xiao Chen, as if he had become a different person. He said with a serious expression.
"Brother Xiao, I'm very curious. How did you become the Quasi-Holy Son of the Ancient Sacred Sect with your Initial Daogate Realm cultivation?"
"Do you think that I'm too weak to be your opponent?" Hearing this, Xiao Chen said lightly.
"No, I believe in the vision of the Ancient Sacred Sect's Saints. Since you can become the Quasi-Holy Son, you must have something extraordinary. Moreover, it's precisely because of my curiosity that I want to fight with you." Zhao Hefeng replied.
He didn't mean to look down on Xiao Chen, but he was curious about how Xiao Chen became the Quasi-Holy Son of the Ancient Sacred Sect with his Initial Daogate Realm cultivation.
As Zhao Hefeng's voice fell, the aura on Xiao Chen's body suddenly burst out, and he instantly rose from the Daogate Realm to the Daogate Realm.
Of course, others didn't know that this power didn't come from Xiao Chen, but from Xiao Sheng.
With the sudden rise of his cultivation, a surge of Sword Intent of the Great Accomplishment Realm also soared into the sky. With the help of the Herb of Will, Xiao Chen's Sword Intent also broke through to the Great Accomplishment Realm.
Feeling Xiao Chen's violent aura at this time, a strange look flashed across Zhao Hefeng's eyes. At the same time, the battle intent in his heart soared, and he said excitedly.
"You really do have something extraordinary. This is interesting. Brother Xiao, come on."
Saying that, Zhao Hefeng took the lead to attack. The storage ring in his hand flashed, and a large saber appeared in his hand. His aura soared into the sky, and he slashed at Xiao Chen.
Feeling an extremely violent aura from Zhao Hefeng's body, Xiao Chen didn't hesitate. The Black Dragon Sword also appeared in his hand in an instant. He slashed out with the sword, and the sword Qi swept out. The two attacks immediately collided fiercely.
Zhao Hefeng's attack was simple and violent, but Xiao Chen, no, Xiao Sheng, also changed from his usual agile sword to a straightforward one, constantly colliding with Zhao Hefeng's attack.
The momentum of the battle between the two Prospective Holy Sons was obviously far inferior to the battle between Holy Sons. However, in the eyes of the direct disciples and core disciples, it was still extremely shocking.
Looking at the fierce battle between the two, the direct disciple of the Sun Saint Sect couldn't help but whisper at this time.
"So strong. How can Xiao Chen be so strong? It shouldn't be. "
Hearing this, the core disciple of the Sun Saint Sect asked curiously. "Senior Brother, Xiao Chen is the Prospective Holy Son of the Ancient Saint Sect. It shouldn't be a big deal for him to have this kind of strength. Why do you say that?"
Xiao Chen and Zhao Hefeng clashed head on. In the blink of an eye, they had exchanged dozens of blows. Xiao Chen did not seem to be at a disadvantage. The direct disciple who had spoken earlier had been observing the battle between the two when he heard the doubts of the core disciple. He replied somewhat impatiently.
"You don't understand. When you go back and inquire about Xiao Chen's deeds, you'll know."
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