Star Martial Soaring Cloud

"Boy, you're going to die today! Prepare to die!"

Before the old man in red finished speaking, Wang Xiao felt a strong wind whistling past his ears, as if the air was being torn apart and exploded.

A hand, like a demonic hand tearing through nothingness, instantly appeared before him, the air currents accompanying the palm strike sharp as a knife, causing a sharp pain in his brow.

Halfway through the attack, the old man suddenly changed his palm into a claw, a single move concealing several variations.

When the old man used his sweeping leg attack earlier, Wang Xiao did not pay attention to his hands. Only now did he realize that the old man's fingernails were specially made weapons - long, dark blue nails as sharp as blades, which were obviously forged from extraordinary copper and iron.

With a formidable foe before him, Wang Xiao remained on edge the entire time. His vital energy was already boiling, and a dazzling golden light emanated from his body, enveloping him like a raging fire. From afar, he resembled a blazing sun suspended in the sky.

Before Wang Xiao could think it through, his sword aura suddenly reversed, and he slashed out with the momentum of a fishing rod, a condensed sword beam aimed straight at the old man in red.

This sword strike may seem ordinary, but the battle-hardened old man in red dared not underestimate it. He immediately recognized its subtlety, not only completely blocking all his attacks but also using the downward sweeping motion to protect his entire body, achieving a perfect balance of offense and defense, leaving no room for error.

The old man in red smiled coldly. Without pausing, his waist swayed like the wind blowing through ancient trees, branches trembling. A faint sound of wind and thunder emanated from his wrist as his claws suddenly changed direction, sweeping horizontally. Since Wang Xiao's sword strike was blocking his way, he would simply sweep it away!

Wang Xiao's expression remained unchanged, his sword stance unfurled, and his right hand wielded the longsword to parry. The longsword cleaved through the air, unleashing a torrent of blazing divine light like countless dragons and snakes surging forth.

After landing a successful blow, he didn't stop—knowing the old man was difficult to deal with, he swung his long sword again, the blade's light like a dazzling rainbow, stirring up bursts of wind and thunder.

With the continuous infusion of vital energy, the longsword's blade light grew stronger and stronger, surrounded by dazzling colorful light.

Finally, the dazzling blade light burst forth, its materialized blade energy reaching several meters in length, and terrifying energy fluctuations swept through every inch of the mountain forest.

This sudden and powerful attack forced the red-robed elder back, but Wang Xiao's unease grew stronger. He was shocked to discover that, just as the two were locked in fierce combat, several cultivators from the Hua family had quietly arrived and surrounded him.

The old man in red gave Wang Xiao no chance to hesitate, immediately regrouping his attack and once again entangled him tightly.

Wang Xiao grew increasingly alarmed as the battle raged on—the number of enemies besieging him continued to increase, with more and more arriving from afar to join the fray. At this moment, including the red-robed elder, eight cultivators at the Fish Leap Realm were jointly attacking him.

The enemy used both a war of attrition and a human wave tactic. Even if he was physically strong, his vital energy would eventually be exhausted.

Even more terrifying, with his extraordinary intuition, Wang Xiao sensed several powerful auras, no weaker than his own, rapidly approaching. If he were trapped deeper in the encirclement, he would have no chance of survival, so he immediately sought a way to break out.

Having made up his mind to break through, Wang Xiao no longer hesitated. He took a deep breath and deliberately clashed head-on with two of the Hua family cultivators who were besieging him, while exposing his defenseless back to the enemy.

The old man in red instantly saw through this "flaw" and struck Wang Xiao on the back with all his might. The huge impact sent Wang Xiao flying.

"Thank you!" Wang Xiao imitated Lianhua Gongzi's escape technique, using the momentum to leap away.

Blood gushed from his mouth, and at the same time, the Hua family cultivators around him also attacked, their fierce energy surging towards him.

Wang Xiao brandished his sword and parried with all his might, using the recoil to leap over the heads of the crowd before wobbling and falling to the ground.

The moment he landed, he suddenly shot out like an arrow, instantly leaping out of the encirclement and creating distance, leaving only his menacing words echoing through the forest: "You think you can kill me? Not a chance! Those who kill will be killed; what I have suffered today, I will repay a hundredfold!"

The angry roar clearly reached the ears of the Hua family members, as sharp as if they had been slapped in the face.

They dared not take this as an empty threat—the days of pursuit had already shown them how difficult Wang Xiao was to deal with, not to mention how young he was.

After several battles, the Hua family suffered heavy losses, but Wang Xiao remained unscathed and was able to escape calmly even when surrounded.

To say they weren't afraid would be a lie; an overwhelming shadow hung over their hearts, sending chills down their spines. Faced with the threat of death, no one could truly remain calm; Wang Xiao had become their inescapable nightmare.

The only thing that gave them hope was the three cultivators at the Perfected Fish Leap Realm that the family had sent this time.

But could they really succeed in killing Wang Xiao this way? They had no way of knowing, and could only silently pray that everything would go smoothly and that they would succeed.

Wang Xiao, who successfully broke through the encirclement, was not in good shape. Taking that palm strike from the old man in red made him feel like his internal organs were churning, and he was in excruciating pain.

He finally discovered the drawback of his body tempering: although the Nine Heavens of Ice and Fire made his physical body incomparably strong, it did not mean that his internal organs were equally resilient.

The old man in red's palm strike did not leave any mark on his body, but the shock damage to his internal organs was extremely severe—it's like a person is hidden inside a large bell. When the bell is hit hard, the first thing to be damaged is never the bell itself, but the person inside. This is the terrible thing about shock injuries.

The amount of water a wooden bucket can hold depends on its shortest stave.

Similarly, a person's combat strength ceiling and ability to withstand attacks are not determined by their strongest point, but by their weakest link. When facing an enemy, they will never give you a chance to exert your advantages; instead, they will constantly look for your weaknesses and attack them with all their might. This is the true essence of life-and-death combat.

Normally, this weakness would be hard to detect, but the repeated battles during the escape caused constant damage to his internal organs, finally causing it to erupt completely under the old man in red's palm strike. If he hadn't been prepared and hadn't secretly used his internal energy to defend himself when he deliberately exposed an opening, he probably would have died on the spot.

After escaping to a secluded mountain cave, Wang Xiao coughed up three large mouthfuls of blood. After catching his breath, he murmured thoughtfully, "It seems that after escaping this time, I must find a way to temper my internal organs."

After stabilizing his injuries, Wang Xiao retrieved the message left by Kung Pao Chicken. The reason he was able to repeatedly seize the initiative in this deadly battle was not only due to his extraordinary intuition, but also inseparable from his comrade-in-arms who could see the entire area from above.

Kung Pao Chicken wandered through the forest, compiling the intelligence he gathered into a graphic and text format that only the two of them could understand, and secretly passed it on to him.

The cultivators were helpless against the Kung Pao Chicken, which could fly freely—they couldn't hit it, they couldn't win the argument, and they were instead humiliated by its sharp tongue. They probably had never had such a humiliating duel in their lives.

"Damn it, Hua family, from today onwards, I will make you regret ever being born! If you want to kill me, be prepared to be killed by me! Everyone in Lishan is at the Fish Leap Realm, what do I have to fear? Come and die if you want!" Wang Xiao cursed as he quickly swallowed the food prepared for him by Kung Pao Chicken. After fighting the old man in red, he found that even a Fish Leap Realm expert was not invincible.

He knew that the enemy might catch up at any time, so he kept his knife with him even while eating, always maintaining a high level of vigilance.

After quickly filling his stomach, Wang Xiao, sword in his left hand and knife in his right, moved like a ghostly shadow through the forest—he chose to return the way he came, actively approaching the enemy.

According to the information provided by Kung Pao Chicken, the Hua family has specially dispatched three top experts to deal with him: in addition to the red-clothed old man he had previously fought, there was also a middle-aged man and an old man with white hair.

Sending three cultivators at the peak of the Fish Leap Realm is the most generous move the Hua family can make at the moment.

Kung Pao Chicken's assessment of the three was quite "unique": "Those three ugly freaks were an eyesore, they made me throw up my breakfast! Kid, help me finish them off one by one!"

This statement may seem absurd, but it actually contains a hidden reminder: to win, one must never confront three masters head-on at the same time.

Kung Pao Chicken also specifically warned Wang Xiao that the enemy had laid a trap: the three experts each led a team, still using their preferred search formation, advancing steadily in a triangular pattern, step by step, and supporting each other.

"They're using that ugly, smelly tortoise formation again! Keep your distance from each other no more than two hundred meters, and try not to confront them head-on!" This was Kung Pao Chicken's last piece of advice.

Wang Xiao was no longer willing to back down and decided to strike first and adopt guerrilla warfare—he was alone and his mobility far surpassed that of his opponents. As long as he did not encounter three masters at the same time, he had no fear.

After leaving behind his plans and next steps, Wang Xiao immediately launched his counterattack. By the time Kung Pao Chicken saw these messages, night had already fallen.

Having deciphered the coded message left by Wang Xiao, Kung Pao Chicken remained expressionless, but muttered under his breath, "Damn, what kind of rubbish is this? But... I like it! Haha..."

At this moment, Wang Xiao decisively launched a counterattack.

While battling the old man in red, he clearly sensed four powerful auras approaching. According to Kung Pao Chicken's intelligence, two of them belonged to the Hua family. So who were the remaining two? Wang Xiao was full of questions, but he could only temporarily put aside his distractions and devote himself to the battle.

He repeatedly infiltrated the dense forest, using his powerful and keen senses and unpredictable movements to expose the Hua family cultivators hiding in the woods.

Wang Xiao deliberately avoided the three top experts of the Hua family, targeting only lone Hua family members. In a short period of time, he successively killed several Hua family cultivators, infuriating the Hua family members to the point of rage, yet they were helpless.

The ordinary members of the Hua family were all living in fear, constantly on edge—no one knew if they would be Wang Xiao's next target.

At this moment, both the pursuer and the pursued no longer cared about the darkness of night or the rules of the trial; all they had in their eyes was the desire to eliminate the other.