Abnormal Moon

Zhao Hufeng snapped out of his daze, somewhat flustered, and quickly bowed to the man.

The man's name was Wu Xiaohui, the second-ranked in the Realm Dragon Sequence, a position that was virtually unmatched throughout the entire Six Flowers Sect, also known as the Overlord Star Lord!

"It's ok."

The man stopped him with a single sentence. He went to the corner table, slowly put down the plate he was holding, and looked closely. On the plate was a set of Chinese tea set.

His gaze was unwavering, neither looking at Zhao Hufeng nor at Luo Yi, but fixed on the tea set in his hands. With skillful yet cautious movements, he poured hot water into the tea set, and the tea leaves could be seen floating and unfurling, emitting a faint floral fragrance.

"Chaofeng, Xiaohui will be your training opponent!"

Fan Xinglu smiled calmly as she pointed at Wu Xiaohui to Luo Yi.

Roy raised an eyebrow slightly beneath his mask, neither agreeing nor disagreeing with Fan Xinglu's arrangement.

He thought for a moment, then said something that scared Zhao Hufeng half to death.

"What if I wanted you to be my training partner?"

Chapter 221 Sparring with Fan Xinglu

Upon hearing this, Wu Xiaohui paused slightly while pouring tea, and Zhao Hufeng gasped sharply, as if he had been startled, his face filled with panic.

"Oh? You want me to be your opponent?"

Upon hearing this, Fan Xinglu suddenly smiled with delight.

At the same time, a terrifying sense of oppression swept out from her body and rushed straight towards Roy. In an instant, Roy felt as if a huge pressure was acting on him, his whole body felt as heavy as if it were filled with lead, and even his internal organs felt squeezed.

"Yes, I want to call your name."

But Roy remained unfazed and even made a provocative statement.

"Hahahaha! Fine, if you're not afraid of death, I'll play along!"

Fan Xinglu smirked and let out a wild laugh, at the same time leaping up from the rosewood table.

As if ignited by a fighting spirit, she kicked Roy without a word while still in mid-air.

What a great speed!

Roy's heart tightened; this speed was in no way inferior to his full strength.

What's even more incredible is that, despite such terrifying speed, Fan Xinglu didn't make a sound at all. It was as if she hadn't come through the air, but rather blended into the wind, leaving no trace and sending chills down one's spine.

Roy reacted with astonishing speed to the lightning-fast kick, throwing a punch at the sole of Fan Xinglu's foot. His fist tore through the air, producing a sharp screech, as if even the air itself had been shattered by the punch.

Fan Xinglu is only nine years old. Even if she is over a thousand years old, she is still just a child in the body and will inevitably be limited by her short arms and legs.

That's what Roy thought.

But the next moment he realized he was terribly wrong.

Just as his fist was about to collide with Fan Xinglu's short legs, Fan Xinglu's small foot dodged his fist in a split second and kicked him in the chest.

It felt like being hit by a high-speed train. Roy felt a dull pain in his chest, his vision blurred, and he was sent flying uncontrollably, crashing into the hall wall. The barrier set up on the wall stirred up a violent wave, which took a while to calm down.

Roy landed on the ground, feeling that more than three bones in his chest were broken. This was the result of his full-force defense with his Star Power. If he hadn't used his Star Power to defend, this kick would probably have left him severely injured and on the verge of death.

The magic circulates, the body is transformed, bones realign, internal organs stabilize, and blood and energy return to tranquility.

Roy sprang to his feet with a somersault, then unleashed his monstrous physical strength and stellar power, charging towards her at a speed almost on par with Fan Xinglu.

Then she kicked him away.

He got up again, only to be kicked away again.

Every time he relentlessly charged at Fan Xinglu, she would kick him away like a football, and her movements were so effortless and graceful, it was infuriating.

"Is nothing going to happen?"

Zhao Hufeng looked at Luo Yi, who was being beaten up by Fan Xinglu, and couldn't help but feel nervous.

"fine."

Wu Xiaohui's gaze fell on Luo Yi, and her tone was as if she was very certain that Luo Yi would be alright.

“Master is not particularly serious.”

In the field.

Roy got up from the ground again, his eyes under the mask becoming even sharper. He took a step and this time, instead of using explosive force, he moved towards Fan Xinglu with silent footwork.

"This is interesting!"

Fan Xinglu's face revealed a wild, unrestrained laugh, and she took a step forward, striking out with her palm.

"But that's still far from enough!"

Her hand, half the size of Roy's, precisely grabbed his mask, slamming him to the ground and into the red bricks beneath, causing the ground within several meters to shatter.

"...I surrender."

Roy was silent for a moment, then helplessly raised his hands in surrender.

"You're surrendering already? You seem pretty tough!"

Fan Xinglu reluctantly let go of his hand, then her gaze fell meaningfully on Luo Yi.

Roy was startled by her gaze and quickly got up to distance himself from Fan Xinglu.

He is indeed very resilient, but he doesn't want to become a punching bag.

"How much of your strength did you use?"

Roy examined the mask on his face and found that even with Fan Xinglu's strong squeeze, the mask did not break at all. He couldn't help but secretly marvel at Fan Xinglu's exquisite control over her strength.

"I used all my physical skills."

Fan Xinglu smacked her lips, looking at her palm with a look of lingering satisfaction, as if she wanted to beat him up again.

Then, as if guessing what Roy wanted to ask, she added another sentence.

"Compared to my prime, I only have 30 or 40% of my strength now. My body is still too small."

understood.

Roy nodded knowingly.

That is, to the point that he simply cannot win no matter what.

In her virgin form, Fan Xinglu's physical strength was only about 30-40% of her peak. In fact, her physical abilities did not surpass Roy's, but her control over the Star Force was far more refined than his.

And most importantly, the difference in skill level is simply too great.

Despite their similar physical abilities, and the fact that his opponent was a nine-year-old child, Roy couldn't even touch a single hair on Fan Xinglu's head. This speaks volumes; the difference in skill between them was so vast that Roy couldn't even see the end of the gap.

"Now you can spar with Xiaohui!"

Fan Xinglu returned to the rosewood corner table, picked up the tea that Wu Xiaohui had poured, and the temperature of the tea was just right.

"I'm sure you'll understand after sparring with me that I'm not suitable to be your opponent."

"I see."

Roy nodded helplessly.

The gap in strength between him and Fan Xinglu was too great. In terms of pure physical skills, Roy hadn't even mastered the basics, while Fan Xinglu had already reached the pinnacle of this world.

When Roy fought her, he was always getting thrashed and couldn't learn anything from her.

As for Wu Xiaohui, although he is definitely very strong, he is certainly not as abnormal as Fan Xinglu. Fighting with him will allow Luo Yi to see things more clearly and learn more from him.

"Please advise."

At Fan Xinglu's prompting, Wu Xiaohui stepped forward and gave Luo Yi a fist and palm salute.

His expression was as calm as a lake, his whole being as still as an ancient well, revealing his masterly demeanor.

Roy also performed a fist salute, and then without saying a word, he simply threw a punch at Wu Xiaohui.

As Wu Xiaohui felt the power of the punch, her expression became more serious, but she showed no fear. She took the initiative to meet Luo Yi, wrapped her arms around him, and pushed him away with unparalleled strength as if using minimal force to deflect a great weight.

Roy stumbled, and Wu Xiaohui immediately stepped forward, trying to cut into his arms. But Roy reacted quickly and adjusted himself before he could fall, kicking Wu Xiaohui again.

The two began a long battle in the hall.

They tacitly refrained from using stellar power, instead relying solely on physical strength and martial arts skills to fight.

When he was tired, he would rest, and when he was well-rested, he would fight again. The high-intensity battles made Roy quickly realize his own shortcomings, and he absorbed all the techniques that flowed from Wu Xiaohui like a sponge.

This game lasted all day.

Chapter 222 Roy's Great Flaw

at dusk.

Roy's vision blurred again, and once the surrounding space stabilized, he returned to the abandoned building deep within the redevelopment zone.

His black clothes were tattered and torn, but the mask on his face was still intact.