Chapter 69

The joy on Ji Xuan's face disappeared when he heard the voice.

However, he did not panic. Instead, he turned around calmly.

He saw Jun Xiaoyao and the others right away.

Jun Xiaoyao put his hands behind his back, looking calm and collected. However, there was coldness in his deep eyes.

Ji Xuan's actions had put him on the opposite side of Jun Xiaoyao.

Jun Xiaoyao would never be nice to his enemies.

However, what surprised Jun Xiaoyao was that Ji Xuan did not seem to be surprised or afraid when he saw him.

Instead, he looked calm and composed, as if he had a card up his sleeve.

The gap between Ji Xuan and Xiao Chen was obvious.

Although Xiao Chen was a man of great fortune, his background was limited. Although the Ancient Kingdom of Dragon was a first-class Orthodoxy, it was obviously not comparable to the Immortal Orthodoxy.

Ji Xuan was born in a Clan of the Ancients. He was better than Xiao Chen in terms of temperament and outlook.

That piqued Jun Xiaoyao's interest.

At least, it would not be too boring.

"Ji Xuan, you don't seem too surprised to see the Son Of God here," Jun Xiaoyao said calmly.

"Jun Xiaoyao, I didn't want to be your enemy, but you've gone too far. Do you really think I'm a treasure-hunting mouse?" Ji Xuan's eyes were sharp.

"What else can I do? That's all you're worth, isn't it?" Jun Xiaoyao replied calmly.

"You …"

The corner of Ji Xuan's eyes twitched.

As the Saint of the Ji family, he had never been bullied like this.

Jun Zhanjian and the others were already used to it. Despite Jun Xiaoyao's usual white robe and otherworldly appearance, he was not one to be trifled with.

However, when it came to talking, he could make people die on the spot.

That Xiao Chen was a tragic victim of verbal abuse.

"Heh, it seems that the Son Of God of the Jun family wants to bully the weak with numbers."

Ji Xuan's eyes flickered as he looked around.

There was only one person on his side, while Jun Xiaoyao had five people on his side.

There was simply no need to fight this kind of battle.

"Ji Xuan, I know what you're planning. You want this Son Of God to fight you one on one."

"Although I don't mind using numbers to bully others, there is truly no need for me to do that to you."

Jun Xiaoyao said. He saw through Ji Xuan's plan at a glance.

"It is rumored that the Son Of God of the Jun Family is extremely conceited and arrogant. It seems that it is true. How would I know if I don't try?"

Ji Xuan's eyes shone with a sharp light.

In fact, he had always wanted to fight with Jun Xiaoyao.

As top prodigies, who would admit defeat before a real fight?

At the very least, Ji Xuan wasn't convinced.

Therefore, he also wanted to use this opportunity to fight with Jun Xiaoyao.

"Ignorant!"

Jun Xiaoyao's eyes were cold as the boundless golden Spirit Sea in his Dantian surged.

Boundless golden Dharmic Power and Divine Power surged like an ocean. That aura shook one's heart and soul!

Jun Xiaoyao directly raised his hand and reached out without using any martial arts.

Just this palm alone was like a great Divine Power that could smash any Celestial Bridge Realm prodigy into a meat patty.

Feeling this vast power, Ji Xuan's expression was no longer calm and became extremely solemn.

When Jun Xiaoyao was still, he was like an immortal who had descended to the mortal world.

But when he moved, he was like a Divine King descending to the mortal world. His aura was so terrifying that it made one tremble!

Ji Xuan also made his move, reaching out his right arm that had fused with the Saint King's hand bone.

The Saint King was an existence that surpassed the Saints. It was considered the top of the Saint Stage.

Such a piece of the Saint King's hand bone was priceless and powerful.

At Ji Xuan's cultivation level, it was simply a cheat-like existence.

It was like a divine artifact that was picked up by a player in the Novice Village and fused together.

What was created would be an extremely powerful Heaven's Pride.

However …

When the two's palm prints and fist auras collided, ripples of Dharmic powers burst forth. The one who was pushed back was actually Ji Xuan!

Ji Xuan staggered back dozens of steps. Qi and blood surged in his chest, and a fishy taste surged up his throat, but he swallowed it down.

His eyes were filled with unprecedented shock and astonishment.

What was going on?

His right arm that had fused with the Saint King's hand bone collided with Jun Xiaoyao. Why was he the one who was injured?

Ji Xuan's eyes were filled with astonishment and confusion.

On the opposite side, Jun Xiaoyao raised his eyebrows slightly and said with a hint of surprise, "Indeed, as expected of the Saint King's hand bone. You only suffered minor injuries after taking my palm."

Jun Xiaoyao was used to suppressing others with his strength.

Whenever he faced an enemy, he would first give them a slap.

80% of the enemies could not withstand his slap.

Only the remaining 20% of the enemies were worthy of him using other methods.

However, Jun Xiaoyao did not expect that Ji Xuan would only suffer minor injuries after taking his palm head-on. It could be said that he lived up to the name of the Saint King's hand bone.

When Ji Xuan heard this, he doubted himself even more.

Shouldn't he be the one who sent Jun Xiaoyao flying?

Now that he was slightly injured, Jun Xiaoyao actually thought that he was not bad?

How was this not bad?

"Unfortunately, the Saint King's hand bone is an external object. It's not yours. It's not yours in the end!"

As Jun Xiaoyao spoke, he formed the Man-King's Seal with his hand and blasted it out.

With Ji Xuan's strength, it was impossible for him to fully activate the power of the Saint King's hand bone.

Moreover, this was not his bone. After all, it was still somewhat imperfect.

As for Jun Xiaoyao's own Supreme Bone, it was obtained from signing in by the system. It had perfectly fused with his body, so it would not have such flaws.

"Jun Xiaoyao, stop pointing at the world. How would you know the power of the Saint King's hand bone!?"

Ji Xuan was a little embarrassed and angry as if he had been insulted.

He punched out again, and the Saint King's hand bone burst out with divine light. Runes flowed on the arm bone, showing its powerful power.

His fist light was shocking as it tore through the void, carrying with it the aura of the King. It was one of the Ji family's fist techniques, the Fist of the King.

Jun Xiaoyao formed the Man-King's Seal, and a vast and majestic emperor figure appeared. It was as if heaven and earth were trembling under his majesty.

As the seal blasted out, divine light burst out, and magical power surged!

The two fist seals collided, and divine power surged.

This time, Jun Xiaoyao activated the power of the Divine Elephant Overpowering Force.

The giant elephant particles were instilled with divine power, making this seal seem as if it had the power to destroy heaven and earth!

Boom!

A deafening sound echoed in all directions.

The entire Yuantian Secret Treasure was rumbling and trembling.

In the midst of such an extreme collision, a figure was once again sent flying.

It was Ji Xuan!

This time, he finally couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, and his face instantly turned pale.

He blocked Jun Xiaoyao's first move, but he couldn't block his second move.

"How … how is this possible?" Ji Xuan's left hand clutched his trembling right arm so tightly that his finger bones were about to crack. His entire arm was trembling.

"As expected of the Son Of God …"

Jun Zhanjian, Jun Xuehuang, and the others all had looks of reverence in their eyes.

Although they knew that Jun Xiaoyao wouldn't lose, they didn't expect it to be so overwhelming.

After all, Ji Xuan, the Little Saint, was quite capable.

"Now, do you know how stupid it is to challenge the Son Of God?" Jun Xiaoyao said with his hands behind his back.

"You …" Ji Xuan was speechless.

He never expected Jun Xiaoyao's Sacred Body of the Ancients to be so strong.

Ji Xuan's eyes flickered as he thought of this.

He wasn't willing to lose just like that.

Ji Xuan quietly flipped his wrist and held a piece of dark metal in his hand.

In an instant, a will of reincarnation quietly spread out.

"Jun Xiaoyao, take this!"