Although the sky was filled with snow, most of Fei Xue's appearance remained hidden beneath her cloak.
However, the exposed corner of her face resembled a peach blossom, with a sweet and charming allure.
Her blue hair was tied into a scorpion-tail braid, which hung down in front of her forehead, covering her left eye—a rather unusual style.
Xiao Tianyang snapped out of his daze and smiled, "Your hairstyle is quite unique."
"You…" Fei Xue was left speechless, her cheeks flushing slightly. Who would compliment a girl's hairstyle so bluntly upon their first meeting?
"Teacher," Xiao Tianyang turned to Miao Zhenshan, "I recall you saying that your sect values strength above all else, regardless of age or size. Am I remembering correctly?"
The corners of Xiao Tianyang's lips curled upward.
"Indeed," Miao Zhenshan replied seriously. "But are you confident you can defeat them? Although they are around your age, they are already Soul Kings. It won't be an easy fight."
Xiao Tianyang clasped his hands together and asked, "Teacher, would it be alright if we settle this with a match to determine who is stronger?"
Miao Zhenshan shook his head helplessly. "I know you like to stir things up. Do as you wish." With that, he stepped back.
By now, the wind and snow had subsided, making it suitable for a fight.
Besides, it was nearly evening, and the weather outside was still harsh. Even if the storm had weakened, no one would venture out at this time.
"Do you need my help?" Saber tilted her head, looking up at Xiao Tianyang.
"No need. Just stand back and watch how I defeat them," Xiao Tianyang replied confidently.
He removed his mask and goggles, introducing himself with a smile. "I am Xiao Tianyang, a level 44 Comprehensive Combat Soul Master. My martial soul is the Emperor Flame."
"Wow, so handsome…" Fei Xue's eyes sparkled, her gaze filled with admiration.
"Thank you for the compliment," Xiao Tianyang said, brushing the snow off his head with a grin.
"Zhou Cheng, level 53 Defense-Type Battle Soul Master. Martial Soul: Bone Arm!" Zhou Cheng stood up first, causing the snow on the ground to tremble. He grabbed his cloak with his left hand and pulled it off forcefully.
Xiao Tianyang had initially been unsure what a "Bone Arm" was, but now he understood. The front half of Zhou Cheng's right hand was covered in an exoskeleton, clenched into a fist-like shape.
"Ahem, Junior Sister, it's your turn!" Zhou Cheng coughed awkwardly, noticing that Fei Xue was still staring at Xiao Tianyang.
He hadn't expected his usually arrogant junior sister to be so captivated by someone's appearance.
Fei Xue snapped out of her trance, her face turning red. She quickly composed herself and said, "Fei Xue, level 52 Auxiliary-Type Battle Soul Master. Martial Soul: Spirit Eye!"
"Spirit Eye?" Xiao Tianyang nodded slightly, a smile playing on his lips. "Same as mine."
"Your main martial soul is also a Spirit Eye?" Fei Xue asked shyly.
"Almost," Xiao Tianyang replied, tapping his forehead. His ancient god eye opened, emitting a golden light that caused Zhou Cheng and Fei Xue to shudder.
For a moment, they felt as if a sword was pressed against their heads.
Xiao Tianyang, however, smirked. He could now see all their information clearly.
Character: Zhou Cheng
Identity: Candidate Successor of the Body Sect, Chief Disciple of Miao Zhenshan
Strength: Level 53 [Soul King]
Soul Rings: Yellow, Purple, Purple, Black, Black
Character: Fei Xue
Identity: Candidate Successor of the Body Sect, Second Disciple of Miao Zhenshan
Strength: Level 52 [Soul King]
Soul Rings: Yellow, Purple, Black, Black, Black
"Kid, put away your god's eye. Don't cheat," Miao Zhenshan warned. "You said your martial soul is the Emperor Flame, so use that to fight. Don't try to fool me with other abilities."
"Who said I was going to use my martial soul?" Xiao Tianyang retorted, curling his lips. "Can't I fight bare-handed?"
"Do as you please. Just hurry up. It's freezing here, and it's no fun standing around," Miao Zhenshan said, waving his hand dismissively.
In truth, he wasn't optimistic about his two disciples' chances.
Although he hadn't spent much time with Xiao Tianyang, everyone knew of the boy's extraordinary talent.
Even without using his martial soul, Xiao Tianyang was a force to be reckoned with.
Fei Xue, however, wasn't pleased with her teacher's tone. "Teacher, just because Junior Brother is handsome doesn't mean he can defeat us."
"Then stop talking and start fighting," Miao Zhenshan said, shaking his head. "Even if you youngsters can handle the cold, have some pity on this old man."
"Let's Fight!" Xiao Tianyang beckoned to Zhou Cheng and Fei Xue with a smirk.
Zhou Cheng didn't take offense at the provocation. Instead, he adopted a serious expression.
Despite his burly appearance, he was meticulous and deeply respected his teacher.
If Miao Zhenshan held Xiao Tianyang in such high regard, there had to be a reason.
With a leap, Zhou Cheng activated his first and third soul rings. His body swelled from two meters to two and a half meters tall, his shoulders broadening significantly.
A layer of white bone armor enveloped his body, making him appear indestructible.
Xiao Tianyang's ancient god eye opened slightly, analyzing the situation. Two pieces of information came into view:
First Soul Skill [Bone Armor Possession]: Forms a layer of bone armor on the body, increasing strength, weight, and defense while reducing speed.
Third Soul Skill [Blood Brute Force]: Muscles swell and blood rushes, enhancing various abilities for a short period.
"Didn't you say you were a defense-type soul master? Why are all your soul skills focused on increasing attack power?" Xiao Tianyang muttered, slightly puzzled.
"You still have time to be distracted? It seems you really look down on us," a soft voice chimed in.
Xiao Tianyang turned to see Fei Xue's sapphire-blue eyes locked onto him. For a brief moment, his spirit wavered.
Second Soul Skill [Spiritual Shock]: Concentrates mental energy through the eyes to disrupt the enemy's mind.
Xiao Tianyang quickly regained his composure and looked up to see Zhou Cheng charging at him like a mountain.
Second Soul Skill [Punching Fist]: Gathers all power into the right hand, delivering a punch with the force of a mountain.
Xiao Tianyang smirked. "Want to compete with me in strength or destructive power? If so, you've chosen the wrong opponent."
He clenched his right fist but didn't charge it with energy. Instead, he simply punched the air.
Fei Xue, watching from a distance, giggled. "Hehe, this junior brother is really amusing. He's punching the air…" But her laughter died halfway.
Crack!
The air shattered, and spider-web-like cracks spread out, forming an instantaneous shockwave that slammed into Zhou Cheng.
Despite his enhancements and soul skills, Zhou Cheng was no match for Xiao Tianyang's physical prowess and the power of his right hand soul bone.
In less than a second, Zhou Cheng was sent flying, landing hundreds of meters away in a snowdrift.
Fei Xue stared in disbelief, her gaze shifting between Zhou Cheng and Xiao Tianyang. Finally, she stammered, "Are you really a Soul Ancestor?"
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