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"Useless trick," the old man said with disdain as a long spear materialized in his hand.

"Frost Fire Spear Attack!" he shouted, swinging the spear with a fierce motion.

The spear roared to life as bluish flames erupted from its tip, burning everything in its path to a crisp.

Su Yen met the incoming spear with a solemn expression.

Since he had decided to use only ten percent of his strength, he would stick to that decision.

However, he knew he would be foolish to throw his life away.

He lacked versatility in fist techniques; he swiftly changed his mode of fighting.

His emerald sword appeared in his hand, poised to counter the incoming onslaught with a deadly strike.

"Star Light Blossom Attack - Seventh Form!"

Instantly, the sky was enveloped in deadly, sharp starlight.

The old man was slightly surprised, but he quickly regained his confidence. How could starlight compare to the principles of Dao?

Boom!

The two attacks collided with a deafening clash that echoed through the sky.

Powerful shockwaves rippled outward, shaking the very air itself.

The deadly Frost Fire scattered with fierce momentum, while the Starlight was shattered into smithereens.

The old man took a few steps back, regaining his footing, while Su Yen was flung back several meters.

His sword vibrated violently, and a bead of sweat dripped from the corner of his forehead.

The old man sucked in a cold breath, his gaze fixed on Su Yen with a renewed understanding.

Previously, he had underestimated his partner's strength, attributing his failure to defeat the young man to weakness. But now, he knew better.

Su Yen was a monster on another plane altogether. Everything about him defied conventional wisdom. He couldn't be reasoned with using common sense.

From the Starlight Blossom Attack, the old man could sense the faint presence of an intimidating sword intent. The mere thought of Su Yen comprehending sword intent sent shivers down his spine.

If Su Yen were to fully comprehend the illustrious sword intent, the battle would be over. With sword intent in his arsenal, it was like adding wings to the back of a fierce tiger.

Sucking in another cold breath, the old man gripped his spear tightly, his movements filled with newfound seriousness as he dashed toward Su Yen.

As for Su Yen, he had recovered, his expression still as composed as ever. Through his spirit sense, he sensed the old man striking from behind. Without hesitation, he turned and struck.

Bang!

The sword and spear collided, sparks filling the sky. However, this time, they weren't ready to let go of each other.

"Chopping Dive!" the old man shouted.

"Sword Burial - Deathwrath!"

Boom!

The two locked onto each other, utilizing every skill in their arsenal.

The sound of their weapons colliding echoed like a heavenly judgment.

Compared to their earlier destruction on the island, the previous chaos seemed like child's play.

Every swing of their weapons had the potential to end their lives if they were even a fraction of a second late in dodging or deflecting the attack.

In mere seconds, they exchanged blows more than a hundred times, each canceling the other out in a display of unparalleled skill and determination.

At the center of the deep crater, the first old man looked at the terrifying battle happening in the sky and sucked in a cold breath.

Slowly, fear crept into his heart. The more he watched the battle, the more fearful he became.

Watching the battle, his partner's attacks might have seemed more deadly than Su Yen's, but those with decades of experience would know better.

Su Yen's attacks might not have been as flashy as the old man's, but their lethality was on another scale.

Each strike aimed to cleave out life from his target. There was no fancy move and no extra movement.

Concise and deadly.

That was the only thing that could be said about his style of fighting.

Now, he couldn't even differentiate who was the old man and who was the young man.

"Did you notice it?"

He heard a voice from his side and jumped in fright. He prepared to attack when he saw their leader.

The old woman didn't even bat an eye at him as her gaze was fixed on the battle in the sky.

Realizing it was their leader, he sighed in relief and turned his head to the battle above.

"Yes…." His voice trailed off, not knowing how to continue.

"Then what are you doing? Do you still need an invitation?" Her voice was sharp, filled with killing intent.

What!

He looked at her with wide eyes. She can't be serious; he wanted two Half-step Nascent Soul Cultivators to fight a kid.

But the deadly killing intent on her face said it all.

He opened his mouth to speak, but the words stuck in his throat.

He sighed and took off into the sky. He may be injured from their previous confrontation, but to a Half-step Nascent Soul cultivator, it was nothing.

Watching the departing back of the old man, she creased her wrinkled face and mumbled.
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"Those two should be able to handle him."

Su Yen and the old man were locked onto each other. Each of them had deployed all the skills and used all the tricks up their sleeves.

But everything was useless.

The old man was already getting restless. He might be able to hold this kid for the time being, but as time goes on, he knew he would be on the losing side.

Just as he was trying to find a way to break out of the deadlock, he saw his partner.

"What took you so long

?" he shouted in relief.

Su Yen stood at the center of the two and took a deep breath and said.

"This is getting interesting. I thought you wouldn't join, but I was wrong."

"Boy, now you're scared, right?" the newly arrived old man taunted.

"Scared!" Su Yen widened his eyes. "You're joking. I'm excited."

What!

Is this kid crazy!

"Your bluffing won't make any difference. Now, it is time for you to learn your lesson," the other old man said, his face brimming with renewed confidence.

"Bluffing, you say?" Su Yen's lips curled upward with a knowing smile.

"Let me show you why I'm not bluffing."

And behold...