"This …" Patriarch Mang Xiao was caught in a dilemma. Lu Xiaotian had rarely revealed his alchemy skills to others. If he were to reveal it, he was worried that it would displease the other party. But if Xiang Kuo were to really attack him, he would have no choice but to be taught a lesson. After all, he couldn't let Lu Xiaotian, a Martial Grandmaster, fight with a Great Cultivator.
"Brother is a Great Cultivator while I am only an early Nascent Soul cultivator. If brother uses the strength of a Great Cultivator to deal with me, I will naturally not be your opponent." Lu Xiaotian secretly transmitted his voice to Patriarch Mang Xiao, indicating that he didn't need to be nervous. Then he replied to Xiang Kuo.
"Haha, from your tone, if I were to use the strength of an early Nascent Soul cultivator, you would be my opponent?"
When Xiang Kuo heard the other party's name, although he was surprised, he didn't take it to heart. In his mind, even an Alchemy Grandmaster wouldn't be of much help to him. As for how much those powers relied on Alchemy Grandmasters, it had nothing to do with him. He didn't need a Nascent Soul Pill, nor did he need any other useless things.
"Mister Dongfang, you must not use these words to provoke him. This Xiang Kuo is extremely belligerent. Not only does he like to fight with people of the same cultivation realm, but if he is bored, he can even fight with someone weaker than him." Patriarch Mang Xiao originally thought that Lu Xiaotian had some good idea, but when he heard this, he felt that it was a bad idea.
"Patriarch Mang Xiao, don't worry. I have my own ideas." Lu Xiaotian secretly transmitted his voice. He didn't think that Xiang Kuo was such a crazy person. Rather than saying that he was belligerent, it was better to say that he had a free and easy temperament. If he wanted to fight, he would fight. As for the other Alchemy Grandmasters, in his eyes, they were all empty. In his eyes, there were only things related to cultivation. Lu Xiaotian originally needed a suitable sparring partner to practice the Ten Revolving Origin Fusion Technique. Moreover, the sparring partner's strength couldn't be much worse than his. If the sparring partner was stronger than him, that would be great.
However, even among the mid Nascent Soul stage cultivators, there were definitely very few who were stronger than him. However, the great cultivators were clearly much stronger than him. Even though he was a pill refinement grandmaster and could ask great cultivators to do some things for him, how could he ask them to spar with him often? It was rare to meet someone like Xiang Kuo, who was a weirdo in the eyes of others. If he could get such a sparring partner, it would be great.
Especially with Family Head Mang Xiao's reminder just now, Xiang Kuo didn't just like to fight with people of the same realm, he also didn't pick those with weaker strength.
"Brother, if you use the strength of a great cultivator, I admit that I'm not your opponent. However, if you're in the same realm, I'm afraid that coincidentally, I rarely meet an opponent." Lu Xiaotian smiled slightly.
"Haha …" Xiang Kuo looked up and laughed. The fiery red cloak behind him fluttered loudly. "Good, very good. It's been a long time since someone dared to say such words in front of me."
Family Head Mang Xiao secretly cursed in his heart. Xiang Kuo's original name was Xiang Kuo. Later on, because of his actions, he was privately called Xiang Kuo. He was also very satisfied with this name. As time passed, fewer and fewer people knew his original name. Later on, most of the people who came later only knew the name Xiang Kuo and didn't know his original name. This was because when Xiang Kuo looked for someone to spar with, he was almost unscrupulous. As long as the other person had some unique ability, he would be interested in fighting. There were many strange people in the world, and there was no lack of talented and outstanding people. At first, they were also unwilling to accept Xiang Kuo. In the end, without exception, they all fell into the hands of Xiang Kuo and were ruthlessly taught a few times. They couldn't stop even if they wanted to. In the eyes of Family Head Mang Xiao, Lu Xiaotian was still a great grandmaster in the art of alchemy. No matter how powerful his cultivation was, even if he was on par with those with excellent aptitudes, it was absolutely impossible for him to last long in the hands of Xiang Kuo.
This was in the past. Now, Xiang Kuo was already a great cultivator. Even among the great cultivators, there were few who could match his cultivation. He could touch the threshold of the True Meaning of Earth. His understanding and use of spiritual power was far from what an Early Nascent Soul cultivator could compare to. Even if he only used the spiritual power of an Early Nascent Soul cultivator, Xiang Kuo, as a great cultivator, had an almost endless supply of spiritual power. In terms of the consumption of spiritual power and the degree of condensation, the two of them couldn't be compared. In comparison to spiritual immortal treasures, even if Family Head Mang Xiao's six Golden Flaming Tiger Head Ants formed a formation, they still wouldn't be a match for the Five-colored Dragon Head Staff.
This great grandmaster in alchemy was indeed powerful in the art of alchemy. It was something he had never seen before in his life. However, alchemy was his forte. If he wanted to compete with Xiang Kuo, who was almost undefeated in the same realm, could it be that he felt that he was living too comfortably?
"Kid, just based on what you said just now, you have courage. As long as your methods are as tough as your mouth, we can talk about everything in the future. Of course, if you boast, even if you are a great grandmaster in alchemy, if you offend me, Xiang Kuo, I will beat you until you cry for your parents. "Xiang Kuo grinned and took a step forward. For a moment, his aura was piercingly cold, and the wind and clouds changed.
"Alright, then let's have a fight first." A frightening whirlwind surged from the opposite side, blowing Lu Xiaotian's clothes and hair angrily flying in the wind.
Facing Xiang Kuo's frightening aura, Lu Xiaotian neither dodged nor retreated. He took a step forward, and a sword of qi wrapped around Lu Xiaotian. The tip of the sword pointed forward. No matter how fierce the aura surged from Xiang Kuo's side, Lu Xiaotian was like this sword of qi. He was as graceful as a feather, and as stable as a boulder.
"You have some skills." Xiang Kuo wasn't alarmed, but was instead delighted. He stretched out his hand and grabbed at the air, and several claw shadows strangely grabbed at Lu Xiaotian.
"Although Brother Kuang is a great cultivator and has suppressed his realm to gain some advantage, this little trick is just a waste of time. It's better to use some of your true abilities as soon as possible." Lu Xiaotian flicked his sleeve, and several arc-shaped sword qi flew out lightly, chopping at the claw shadows. The two sides intertwined in the air for a while before finally disappearing.
"Good boy, your sword intent is really not simple." Although it was just a probing exchange, the other party's casual attack had eliminated his own attack. This was enough to make him look at him in a new light. It seemed that this boy's water was very deep. It seemed that ordinary methods really couldn't deal with this boy.
Xiang Kuo pondered for a moment, then raised his left hand, and the Five-coloured Flood Dragon Head Staff shot out like lightning, striking at Lu Xiaotian's head.
This was a bit interesting. The Five-coloured Flood Dragon Head Staff was extremely fast, and its speed was actually slightly above his Misty Flying Swords. Moreover, the materials used to refine this staff were definitely not simple. The Emperor Clay was an earth-attribute treasure that was not inferior to his fire-attribute bluestone. One or two flying swords were probably not a match for the Five-coloured Flood Dragon Head Staff.
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