Xuanyuan Yichen was also responding hastily, waving his silver spear so tightly that he repeatedly defused the Ghost Mastiff’s attacks.
Many people saw the Ghost Mastiff’s real battle power for the first ti, even the Sect Leader and others on the stage had admiration in their eyes non-stop.
Even Li Daoxuan, who had retreated from the arena, looked at the Ghost Mastiff with a solemn expression.
"Heaven-Dominating Strike!" the Ghost Mastiff shouted loudly, his black spear shook violently, and a powerful dominance instantly condensed at the tip of the spear.
Seeing this, Xuanyuan Yichen didn’t dare to be careless and a layer of golden scale armor suddenly appeared on his body.
"Xuanyuan Dragon Emperor Skills, Dragon Emperor’s Descent!" he shouted loudly, the silver spear in his hand thrusting fiercely, and a giant dragon with silver and gold surged into the sky, charging at the Ghost Mastiff with claws bared and teeth exposed.
"Boom!"
The two clashed again, producing an even more earth-shattering explosion.
Even the barrier around them started to crack under this strike, several bewildered elders hurriedly began repairing it.
"Interesting!" said the Ghost Mastiff, his battle intent not diminishing but growing, even with a hint of excitent in his eyes.
"You’re quite impressive too!" Xuanyuan Yichen laughed, his aura rising once more.
The black and white figures constantly intertwined, making everyone’s blood boil with excitent.
No one knew how long it took, but after another collision, the two of them separated simultaneously.
The Ghost Mastiff retracted his spear and laughed heartily, "No more fighting, no more. I didn’t expect you to beco so powerful. How about we call it a draw?"
Xuanyuan Yichen imdiately frowned, and before he could say anything, the Ghost Mastiff had already flashed out of the arena, then saluted the Sect Leader and others above.
"Disciple greets the senior uncles and aunts!"
Cao Zhengyang and others didn’t expect the Ghost Mastiff to stop fighting so abruptly, this was really too casual.
"Alright, it’s just a sparring match, no need to hurt each other’s harmony, right?" Cao Zhengyang looked at the two masked n beside him.
The other party also nodded slightly and uttered in an old voice, "Exactly!"
"Disciple has matters to attend to, I’ll take my leave first!" After bowing again, the Ghost Mastiff leapt into the crowd, grabbed Yan Xiaohu by the betting table, and then flashed over to Zhou Qing.
"Let’s go, we haven’t seen each other for years, let’s go have a drink, Senior Brother!"
The Ghost Mastiff laughed heartily, grabbing Zhou Qing and Yan Xiaohu, and imdiately turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the crowd.
Everyone looked at each other in astonishnt, then all turned to this Seventh Prince on the stage.
"Brother, are you alright?" Xuanyuan Muqian hurriedly ran up to ask with concern.
Xuanyuan Yichen sighed lightly and murmured, "It seems I’ve lost again this ti, he was giving your brother so face."
Hearing her brother’s words, Xuanyuan Muqian was shocked, then looked at the disappearing figure in the sky with so worry.
He has actually beco an obsession for her brother, what should be done?
...
"Senior Brother, your appearance today was simply amazing, so cool, it’s beyond words!"
In the Jade Dining Hall, Yan Xiaohu kept pouring wine for the Ghost Mastiff with a face full of admiration, he really went all out today to welco his senior brother.
"Senior Brother, are you about to step into the Divinity Transformation Realm?" Zhou Qing, sitting beside, kept serving food to the Ghost Mastiff.
The Ghost Mastiff tasted a few bites, then shook his head, "If stepping into the Divinity Transformation was that easy, everyone in our Taiqing Sect would be at Peak Master level, you need to comprehend a certain realm, but at least I have the direction now. By the way, where’s the second senior sister?"
Zhou Qing seed thoughtful, while Yan Xiaohu hurriedly said, "Second senior sister left the sect three years ago, saying she had so personal affairs to handle, and then when we were in Cyan Wood City..."
Yan Xiaohu explained to the Ghost Mastiff.
After listening, the Ghost Mastiff frowned slightly, "Soul Breath Immortal Grass? This spirit grass can indeed cure the master’s old wounds completely, but it is sowhat dangerous. However, knowing her cautious nature, she should be fine."
Then, the Ghost Mastiff looked at his two junior brothers and laughed, "It’s been a few years, the fourth one has beco much fairer, and the third one’s face has beco rounder."
Yan Xiaohu: "..."
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