156: Chapter 156 Watch me play dumb and outsmart him

Hai Bodong stood in the center of the square holding his Ice Dragon Spear, a thin layer of frost condensing on the shaft.

He glanced at the wailing wounded on the ground, then at the little girl across from him with seven ribbons tied in her braids; he didn't have much confidence in winning.

But he had lived for so many years; what hadn't he seen?

Back in Mo City, he was blocked at the door by that brat Xiao Yan; later, he fought for his life against a Soul Hall Protector at the Cloud Mist Sect.

When had he not put his life on the line?

Now that the Flame Emperor Alliance was being attacked at its very doorstep, if his old bones didn't step up, were the young disciples who weren't even Dou Zuns supposed to go die?

"Little girl, I'll ask one more time—did you capture Xiao Zhan?"

Hai Bodong slammed the Ice Dragon Spear into the ground, and the stone tiles at the tip of the shaft shattered upon impact.

"I captured him. Old man, this is the third time you've asked."

Hun Muxiao carried the blood abyss sword on her shoulder, her peach-blossom eyes filled with undisguised boredom, "If you want to fight, do it quickly. I have to go back to eat after this. My mother is stewing pork ribs tonight; they won't taste good if they get cold."

After saying this, she sent a voice transmission to Hun You, "Aunt You, watch me play dumb and ambush him!"

Hun You didn't speak, but he broke into a cold sweat for the old man before him!

Hai Bodong's beard twitched slightly; he stopped wasting words.

He spun the Ice Dragon Spear in his palm, and icy Dou Qi erupted.

The tip of the spear tore through the air, stabbing straight at Hun Muxiao's face.

He used eighty percent of his strength in this strike, releasing his One-Star Dou Zun pressure without reservation.

The debris on the square was swept up by the spear wind, clattering against everything around them.

Hun Muxiao dodged sideways, tapped the spear shaft lightly with the blood abyss sword, and borrowed the force to float back several meters.

When she landed, the stone tiles under her feet cracked with fine lines.

She shook her hand holding the sword and said the old man had quite some strength, stronger than the useless ones from before.

Hai Bodong gave a cold snort and thrust the Ice Dragon Spear again.

This time, the spear momentum was faster and fiercer.

Icy Dou Qi condensed into a tiny ice awl at the tip, aiming directly for Hun Muxiao's throat.

Hun Muxiao wanted to test the old man's foundation, so she deliberately suppressed her cultivation to around One-Star Dou Zun, like his.

She even restrained most of the blood-colored Dou Qi on the blood abyss sword, using only basic sword moves to spar with him.

The two fought for dozens of rounds in the square, icy Dou Qi and blood-colored sword gleams intertwining and colliding.

The crisp sound of spear and sword clashing was incessant.

The Starfall Pavilion disciples watching were terrified, secretly sweating for Hai Bodong—this old-school powerhouse, Hai Lao, truly lived up to his reputation, actually being able to trade blows with this little demoness.

But the more Hai Bodong fought, the more he felt something was wrong.

Every time his Ice Dragon Spear was about to pierce the opponent, the little girl would dodge by a hair's breadth, her movement as nimble as a butterfly flitting through flowers.

His attacks became fiercer, his spear momentum more urgent, but he couldn't even touch the corner of her clothes.

And that blood-colored sword of hers looked effortless, yet every time it collided with his spear, it numbed his tiger's mouth.

This was definitely not the strength a One-Star Dou Zun should have.

He suddenly pulled back his spear and asked in a deep voice, "Little girl, what is your true cultivation level?"

Hun Muxiao blinked her peach-blossom eyes and said nonchalantly that it was just a little higher than his.

Hai Bodong's suspicion deepened, but the arrow was already on the string and had to be fired.

He took a deep breath and raised the Ice Dragon Spear high.

Icy Dou Qi surged out like a storm, and the ground within dozens of meters was instantly covered in a thick layer of frost.

Several ice-blue giant dragons, dozens of meters long, roared out from the spear tip.

The dragon claws tore the air, the dragon tails swept across the square, and everywhere they passed, the stone tiles shattered completely.

The watching Starfall Pavilion disciples retreated in panic, fearing they would be frozen into ice sculptures by the extreme cold emitted by the ice dragons.

"Little girl, take this move of mine, Profound Ice Dragon Soar!"

Hai Bodong roared, and the ice dragons pounced toward Hun Muxiao with the force of destroying the world.

Hun Muxiao looked at the roaring ice dragon, a hint of seriousness finally flashing in her peach-blossom eyes.

She stabbed the blood abyss sword into the ground, took a deep breath, and her blood-colored Dou Qi surged violently.

Her true cultivation of a peak Seven-Star Dou Zun was released without reservation at this moment.

That pressure crushed toward all directions like an invisible tsunami.

The thin clouds covering the square were instantly shaken away, and the stone tiles within dozens of meters under her feet shattered simultaneously.

She opened her mouth slightly, and an indescribable soul sound wave burst from her throat—Blood Soul Heavenly Wrath.

The soul screech, driven by the God-Grade Bloodline, turned into a visible circle of blood-colored sound waves, sweeping forward like a physical force.

Wherever the sound waves passed, the space trembled violently, and a faint smell of blood permeated the air.

The outer walls of the buildings on both sides of the square were instantly covered in spiderweb-like cracks.

The majestic ice-blue giant dragon disintegrated inch by inch the moment it touched the sound wave, turning into ice crystals that fell rustlingly.

Even the Ice Dragon Spear in Hai Bodong's hand vibrated violently, and the icy Dou Qi on the shaft was shattered.

Hai Bodong was hit head-on by the sound wave, his sea of consciousness struck hard as if by an invisible giant hammer.

Blood spilled from his seven orifices, and his body flew backward like a broken kite, crashing heavily into the mountain gate pillar dozens of meters away.

The stone pillar, which required several people to embrace, was cracked with spiderweb-like fissures.

He slid down the pillar to the ground, vomiting blood.

The watching Starfall Pavilion disciples were silent; everyone stared with wide eyes, looking at the little girl with braids in the center of the square in disbelief.

Peak Seven-Star Dou Zun—a twelve-year-old peak Seven-Star Dou Zun!

With one roar, she shattered a Heaven Rank Dou Skill and severely injured a One-Star Dou Zun.

From beginning to end, she had been toying with Hai Bodong and hadn't fought seriously at all.

This girl's talent could no longer be described as a genius; this was a monster!

Hun Muxiao walked to Hai Bodong and squatted down.

She tilted her head to look at the old man who was covered in blood but still stubbornly trying to prop himself up.

She reached out and patted his shoulder lightly: "Old man, your Profound Ice Dragon Soar is quite pretty."

"But next time, remember to charge it up more before releasing it—it's too brittle."

"It shatters with one roar, just like the candied sugar Aunt Yaoyao makes."

Hai Bodong stared at her fixedly, his lips moving a few times, but he couldn't say a single word.

The soul impact of the Blood Soul Heavenly Wrath was still echoing in his sea of consciousness, and every aftershock felt like a string of firecrackers going off in his brain.

Hun Muxiao stood up and turned to walk toward Hun You.

After walking a few steps, she suddenly stopped and looked back at Hai Bodong: "Take him back too."

"Didn't Great-Grandfather say that no one in the Starfall Pavilion dares to come to the rescue?"

"We'll just capture a few back to make the face of that so-called Flame Emperor Alliance swell up even more."

"Aunt You, lift him."

Hun You walked slowly from under the tree.

The aura of a peak Six-Star Dou Sheng made all the Starfall Pavilion disciples present hold their breath for a moment.

He looked down at Hai Bodong on the ground, leaned over, and picked up this Ice Emperor who once dominated the Jia Ma Empire like he was picking up a chick.

He and Hun Muxiao stepped into the void crack one after the other.

From start to finish, he didn't say a word to the people of the Starfall Pavilion, but that silent contempt was harder to bear than any mockery.

The void crack slowly closed, leaving only broken stones, dozens of corpses, and a group of ashen-faced Starfall Pavilion disciples on the square.

Hai Bodong had lost, completely and utterly.

And being toyingly captured by a little girl was a humiliation more unbearable than dying on the battlefield.

When the news reached the main hall, Yao Chen was silent for a long time, and Wind Idle smashed the table with a punch.

The entire Flame Emperor Alliance was shrouded in an unprecedented depression.

They had thought that after Hai Bodong broke through to Dou Zun, he could at least hold the fort, but the result was that he couldn't even beat a little girl.

A twelve-year-old peak Seven-Star Dou Zun—the next generation of the Hun Clan had grown to this extent.

And their leader was still in the Ancient Emperor Cave, not knowing when he would be able to come out.

This gap could no longer be bridged by mere backbone.