However, Wang Zhenshou's words revealed a bit of helplessness and regret: "It's a pity that in such a large Demon Suppression Mansion, no one can teach him. He can only rely on his own talent and understanding to explore and understand.
This is undoubtedly a huge waste for a young man with such potential. I really hope that we can find a suitable mentor to guide him on a broader path of martial arts."
Deep in the dense forest, the aftermath of the war is still shaking, with branches and leaves flying, dust flying, and a mess.
In this chaos, Hun Wuxu had completely gained the upper hand and suppressed Zhang Ruochen firmly.
Zhang Ruochen's face was pale, and sweat was flowing down his face. Even when he was not injured, he was no match for Hun Wuxu, and now he was even more powerless to fight back. Every attack by Hun Wuxu was like a violent storm,
Zhang Ruochen could only barely resist, and was in a precarious situation.
However, on the other side of the battlefield, Ling Xiao showed a completely different scene. He was as fast and fierce as a cheetah, completely suppressing the masked young man.
At this moment, the masked young man had lost his magical recovery ability and became timid. Every time he tried to fight back, he was easily resolved by Ling Xiao. His eyes were full of fear and despair, and he obviously understood the huge gap between himself and Ling Xiao.
.
"stop!"
"stop!"
The two shouts sounded almost at the same time, full of urgency and threat.
Hun Wuxu tightly held Zhang Ruochen's throat with one hand. With just a slight force, he could end Zhang Ruochen's life. Ling Xiao stepped on the masked young man's chest. As long as he exerted a little force, the masked young man would also die.
Killed on the spot.
Both of them stared at each other closely, with fierceness and determination in their eyes. They were trying to threaten each other in this way, so that the other party would put down the "chips" in their hands first. The air was filled with tension and confrontation, as if a
A tight string may break at any time.
A sneer appeared on the corner of Hun Wuxu's mouth, and he enjoyed this feeling of being in control of everything. Ling Xiao's eyes were firm and he did not flinch. He knew very well that in this contest, shrinking would mean failure.
The two people's eyes met in the air, as if they were engaged in a silent contest, neither one wanted to take a step back first.
"Let's release them at the same time."
Ling Xiao's eyes fell lightly on Hun Wuxu's chiseled but slightly cold face. There seemed to be unfathomable thoughts hidden in his eyes, and they seemed to be just pure indifference. The air around him seemed to be caused by his actions.
The words froze slightly, with a hint of unnoticeable tension.
"You care about Zhang Ruochen, but I may not care about the person in your hands." Hun Wuxu's face was as cold as the ice in early winter. His voice was low and firm, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.
With unquestionable determination.
There was a trace of disdain in his eyes, as if he didn't take Ling Xiao's threat seriously.
"Really?" The corners of Ling Xiao's mouth raised slightly, forming a curve that looked like a smile but not a smile. There was a bit of playfulness and a bit of confidence in that smile. His tone was relaxed and casual, as if he was talking about something unimportant.
It's a small thing, but the threat in those words is self-evident.
"If I'm not wrong, this person should be a certain young master of your Soul Clan. Although his talent and strength are not as good as yours, in terms of status, he is higher than you. If you want him to die here, I guess you won't have an easy time.
Otherwise, let me try?"
Ling Xiao's words were somewhat provocative and threatening, and his eyes shone with a cunning light, as if he had seen the moment of Hun Wuxu's compromise.
As he spoke, he slowly raised his right hand and moved his fingers slightly, as if he was ready to attack at any time. There was a tense atmosphere in the air, and everyone held their breath, waiting for what would happen next.
of accidents.
"Wait a minute!" Hun Wuxu suddenly frowned and shouted, with a hint of urgency and reluctance in his voice. A trace of hesitation flashed in his eyes, as if he was weighing the pros and cons, and finally he had no choice but to compromise.
"You're cruel, let's let him go." There was a hint of unwillingness and helplessness in his words, but it was more of a compromise with reality.
"good!"
Ling Xiao's voice was firm and crisp. Although his eyes still flashed with strong murderous intent towards the masked young man, his reason told him that the more important thing at this moment was to ensure Zhang Ruochen's safety.
Although this was only his first meeting with Zhang Ruochen, the inexplicable sense of closeness and the tenacity and unyieldingness shown by Zhang Ruochen deeply moved Ling Xiao, making him reluctant to see this first acquaintance.
His friend just died in front of his eyes.
"Okay!" At the same time as they responded, Ling Xiao and Hun Wuxu made movements almost at the same time. Like tacit dancers, they gently pushed the hostages in their hands towards each other, and at the same moment firmly caught their own hostages.
companion.
This series of movements was smooth and fast, without any sloppiness, showing the two people's profound cultivation and tacit cooperation.
Neither of them tried to use any tricks or tricks during the hostage exchange, not because they didn't want to, but because they were well aware of the other's strength and means.
Ling Xiao and Hun Wuxu are both well-known strong men on this continent. They know that any slightest negligence may lead to irreparable consequences, and may even put their own people into an irreversible situation.
There was a subtle tension and balance in the air, and the two people's eyes met in the air, as if they were having a silent conversation.
There was vigilance in their eyes, as well as recognition and respect for each other's strength. In this world where the strong is respected, underestimating the enemy is undoubtedly digging a grave for oneself.
In this silent contest, both of them chose the safest method, which not only protected their hostages, but also avoided unnecessary conflicts and casualties.
They understand that the real battle often does not lie in the immediate victory or defeat, but in the long-term planning and layout. The compromise at this moment is for greater victory in the future.
Hun Wuxu stood there and did not continue to take action. Instead, he looked at Zhang Ruochen and Ling Xiao coldly and said, "Even if you go back alive today, it won't be of much use. This time, our Hun clan is determined to win the Demon Suppression Mansion."
The soulless figure is like a majestic mountain, standing there quietly, surrounded by an indescribable majesty and coldness.
His eyes were like two sharp ice blades, piercing Zhang Ruochen and Ling Xiao coldly, as if they wanted to penetrate their souls. His voice was low and powerful, and every word seemed to be squeezed through the gaps between his teeth.
He came out with unquestionable determination and dominance.
"Even if you go back alive today, it won't be of much use. This time, our Hun clan is determined to win the Demon Suppressing Mansion." Hun Wuxu's words were full of firm belief in victory, as if he had already seen the Demon Suppressing Mansion being destroyed by Hun Wuxu.