Chapter 182: Yao Sheng: You've Got No Damn Honor!
"Tch, Han Xian, I heard you've got a lot of Fire Energy!"
As Xiao Yuan's mocking voice rang out, Han Xian's expression turned gloomy, and a ghost of a phantom pain flickered across the right side of his face.
"Xiao Yuan, don't get cocky. My Yao Gang isn't to be underestimated!"
Han Xian growled, pointing at Xiao Yuan before stepping aside to reveal two figures behind him.
One wore a pale red robe. Though male, his features carried an effeminate touch, with soft lines and a trace of cunning in his brows.
The other was bald. His shiny scalp reflected sunlight so brightly that it drew immediate attention.
"Bro, the bald one is Reina!" Xiao Yan whispered.
"Oh? Four-star Dou Ling? He's all yours, then," Xiao Yuan said casually with a nod.
At that moment, Han Xian's voice rang out: "Don't think no one in the Inner Academy can match you. This time, let's give you a proper lesson!"
"Oh? Whoever you are—have you brought enough Fire Energy? I heard the sixth level has exclusive training rooms for Strong Ranking members. But the cost is steep... I was just wondering where I'd get more Fire Energy."
Xiao Yuan grinned, his tone playful as he looked at Han Xian's group.
"Hmph! Arrogant brat!"
Before Han Xian could respond, Yao Sheng's face darkened.
"President," Ah Tai whispered, "Yao Sheng is chasing after Liu Fei. I bet Han Xian got him involved because you clashed with Liu Fei earlier. Be careful in the fight!"
Xiao Yan rolled his eyes. Liu Fei wasn't even that strong, but she sure stirred up plenty of drama.
Xiao Yuan nodded lightly. Ranked seventeenth on the Strong Ranking, Yao Sheng wasn't someone to underestimate. But Xiao Yuan wasn't afraid of a mere seven-star Dou Ling. That kind of strength wouldn't push him into a corner.
Yao Sheng, provoked by Xiao Yuan's teasing, gave him a cold look and sneered. "Don't think beating a few nobodies makes you king of the Inner Academy. If Brother Liu Qing hadn't told us to keep things quiet lately, I would've destroyed your reputation in front of everyone!"
"Bai Cheng, did you hear that? He just called you a nobody."
Xiao Yuan turned and smiled at Bai Cheng.
Bai Cheng's face soured. Yao Sheng's insult had dragged him down with it!
"With a brain like yours, if not for Liu Qing's protection, your mouth would've been smashed long ago. Not much strength, but sure talks a lot. Tell me, did you earn that seventeenth place with your mouth or your ass?"
Xiao Yuan wasn't defending Bai Cheng, but his insult happened to target their common enemy, which made Bai Cheng feel oddly satisfied—even though he knew it wasn't meant to help him.
Being insulted by a supposed ally was already irritating. But seeing Xiao Yuan snap back for him felt mildly relieving.
Yao Sheng's face turned colder by the second. Being openly challenged by someone new to the Strong Ranking was infuriating. He stepped forward, and an intense aura exploded from his body, sweeping across the plaza.
"Perfect. I promised Fei'er I'd teach the bastard at your side a lesson. Since you're his brother, let's start with you!"
Yao Sheng's sinister voice echoed, filled with killing intent. Even the crowd's whispers died down.
Xiao Yuan's smile grew icier. He took a heavy step forward, the stone beneath him cracking with thin fissures.
"Your Fire Energy… I'm taking it."
Then he turned his head toward Han Xian. "You'd better prepare some too. After today, Yao Gang is finished."
The tension in the square rose sharply. A hush fell over the plaza as the two combatants released their fearsome auras. Dozens of nearby spectators instinctively took several steps back, eager to watch the showdown.
Xiao Yuan raised his hand and summoned a spear of black ice. Cold Dou Qi rippled outward, causing the surrounding temperature to drop noticeably.
"A seven-star Da Dou Shi?" Yao Sheng sneered as he sensed Xiao Yuan's aura.
A whole tier below him—what gave Xiao Yuan the right to challenge him?
Bai Cheng, watching from the side, began to feel uneasy. Instead of ganging up, he quietly led his men back a few steps.
So Xiao Yuan had "been recovering"? What a lie. He had clearly broken through another star. And to think he'd done it without even entering the Heaven-Burning Qi Refining Tower…
If this guy ever trained on the sixth level, wouldn't his speed go sky-high?
Shouldn't have listened to Han Xian. Xiao Yuan was trouble!
Let's hope Yao Sheng doesn't get taken down…
Just the killing intent pouring from Xiao Yuan was enough to make Bai Cheng shiver.
Back when they fought, it was this fearless, reckless style that had overwhelmed him. And now, it looked like Xiao Yuan had held back even then!
At this moment, Xiao Yuan flicked his spear toward Yao Sheng. His fighting spirit surged like tidal waves, his aura rising steadily—approaching Dou Ling level.
Spectators exchanged looks of shock. As rumors suggested, this guy clearly had strength far beyond his apparent level.
Yao Sheng's expression darkened. He twisted his hands, and thick, dark-blue Dou Qi poured out. Water vapor gathered around him, forming a dark, swirling water shield that wrapped his body from head to toe, rotating like a spherical barrier.
"Careful, President. That's his specialty move—Ghost Whale Water Wall. It's meant to counter strong physical attacks!"
Ah Tai warned from the side.
Xiao Yuan raised an eyebrow. So Yao Sheng had even researched his abilities?
Still, he wasn't fazed. Water-type Dou Qi didn't scare him at all.
With a cold smirk, he channeled black flame into the spear. With the help of his twin flames, normal water-type Dou Qi could only exert 70–80% of its power against him.
Plus, ice also countered water—and water, being conductive, was especially vulnerable to his lightning-type Dou Qi.
But Xiao Yuan had no plans to use his Nine Tribulations Devil Lightning Spear. No need to use a sledgehammer to kill a chicken. He didn't need an Earth-tier technique for this fight.
"So what if you know? Makes no difference!" Yao Sheng sneered coldly.
"It does make a difference."
Xiao Yuan grinned. With a stomp, he vanished into a green gust of wind, reappearing in front of Yao Sheng in a blink.
Shhh!
As he materialized in midair, his face twisted into a fierce sneer. Power surged into his spear, and he brought it down with a deafening sonic boom that echoed across the square.
Sensing the sheer power of the attack, Yao Sheng's arrogance faded. His eyes narrowed in concentration. With a wave of his hands, he conjured dozens of overlapping water nets above his head.
Boom!
The icy spear crashed into the dense web of Dou Qi. The collision released a wave of force like rippling water.
Xiao Yuan frowned slightly. He could feel strange stickiness in those water nets—but his spear tore through nearly a hundred layers in seconds.
Still, Yao Sheng's hands danced rapidly, leaving afterimages as he created more nets just as quickly.
After ten seconds of high-speed exchange, the spear froze mid-air—just half a foot from Yao Sheng's head. The sticky Dou Qi had finally stopped its momentum. But the shockwave still ruffled his hair into a mess.
Yao Sheng staggered slightly from the aftershock. Though he wasn't hurt, his disheveled appearance was embarrassing. He, of all people, couldn't tolerate looking like a mess!
Growling low, he curled his right hand into a claw. Black Dou Qi coated it like armor, forming a sharp talon. With a howl, he slashed upward toward Xiao Yuan.
But Xiao Yuan's Dou Qi flared, freezing the water nets. With a burst of energy, the ice shattered, and he thrust his spear straight at Yao Sheng's throat.
Fight him barehanded? Please. You bring claws to a spear duel? Even Bai Cheng was harder to deal with!
At least Bai Cheng used a spear and had solid defense—even if he was a coward.
Yao Sheng, bold but careless, raised both hands to catch the spear.
The moment they touched, the mix of extreme cold and heat jolted him. His Dou Qi would freeze, then evaporate—rendering his defenses useless.
Damn it—he was completely countered!
Without hesitation, Yao Sheng used the force to retreat. His eyes narrowed coldly as he flipped his hands. Two pitch-black daggers appeared, each half a foot long, with bizarre grooves in the blade—filled with a sinister dark red substance that reeked of blood. The tips shimmered with a faint, deadly purple—clearly poisoned.
He twirled the daggers rapidly, their movements fluid and vicious like twin venomous snakes.
Daggers?
Xiao Yuan nearly laughed.
If Yao Sheng were much stronger, daggers might be dangerous. But a seven-star Dou Ling?
Please.
A wicked grin curled across Xiao Yuan's lips. His icy Dou Qi surged, extending his spear by another half-length. The weapon was now as tall as one and a half Xiao Yuans—turning Yao Sheng's face green.
Motherf— You've got no damn honor!
Looking at the giant battlefield spear in Xiao Yuan's hands, Yao Sheng looked like he'd just swallowed a fly.
Shhh!
With no other choice, Yao Sheng's Dou Qi exploded as his figure blurred and shot forward like lightning.
Say what you will—Yao Sheng was fast. So fast that Xiao Yuan was mildly surprised.
He crossed the ten-meter gap in a blink. In just one breath, the crowd saw him closing in on Xiao Yuan.
Yao Sheng's weapons showed he specialized in close combat. Xiao Yuan's long spear was powerful—but if Yao Sheng got in close, it would be trouble.
Of course, Xiao Yuan had considered that.
Just as Yao Sheng stepped within three meters, Xiao Yuan finally moved.
His spear swung out horizontally. The force bent the shaft into a bow. The shrieking wind screamed in all directions.
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