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Ling Xiao's words were full of contempt and disdain, as if he had already won. As soon as he finished speaking, he turned and walked away, his steps were light and free, without any hesitation or nostalgia. His back cast a long shadow in the sun, appearing particularly aloof and resolute.

Chongtian looked at Ling Xiao's departing back, with a hint of surprise and admiration in his eyes. He didn't expect that Ling Xiao would be so confident in proposing such a condition. He was slightly stunned, and then followed him, wanting to see what Ling Xiao would do next.

Soul Eater looked at the two people's backs as they left, with anger and unwillingness on his face. He had been in seclusion for many years and no longer wanted to get involved in worldly disputes. But today, he was angered by Ling Xiao's words and felt that he had to let Ling Xiao know how stupid and ridiculous his words were.

"You brat, you are so arrogant!" Soul Devourer roared in a low voice, his voice was a little hoarse and angry. He tightly grasped the Soul Devourer in his hand, as if he wanted to pour all his anger on the knife.

He secretly swore in his heart that he must let Ling Xiao know that his vision and strength were beyond Ling Xiao's imagination.

At this time, a handsome young man in a green shirt slowly walked over. His steps were steady and confident, and each step seemed to leave a faint mark on the ground. The young man's eyes passed through the crowd and fell on Ling Xiao and Chong Tian who were facing each other in the distance. There was curiosity and some deep thought in his eyes.

He whispered to the old man beside him who was respectfully called "Master": "Master, why bother with a little brat who is obviously blinded by jealousy? You are the famous Soul Devouring Sword, with a great reputation. Why bother with such an ignorant child?"

Hearing this, Soul Devouring Blade smiled faintly, with a hint of self-mockery and relief in his smile. He shook his head slightly, as if he found it a little funny that Ling Xiao's words had easily provoked his anger.

"That's right!" He laughed dumbly, with a hint of vicissitudes and emotion in his voice, "Master did lose control a little. But disciple, you must remember that the boy was favored by a figure like Chongtian, and his talent and potential should not be underestimated. Don't underestimate the enemy because of your carelessness."

Hearing this, the young man's expression became more solemn. He nodded solemnly with a determined light flashing in his eyes.

"Master, rest assured. I know my limits. I will never underestimate any enemy who may become my opponent. This is my promise to myself and my respect for your teachings. But at the same time, I will not be intimidated by anyone's aura, no matter what his background or strength is."

Soul Eater listened to his apprentice's powerful words, and a feeling of relief rose in his heart. He laughed loudly, and that laughter was hearty and heroic, as if it swept away all the unhappiness and haze before.

He had long forgotten about Ling Xiao's so-called one-year bet. In his opinion, a guy like Ling Xiao who thought highly of himself and was self-righteous was ultimately just a frog in a well and could never accomplish anything truly great.

At this time, Ling Xiao had already returned to the Demon Tower. The afterglow of the setting sun shone through the gaps between the bamboo leaves, sprinkling on them in patches, adding a touch of sadness to this journey home.

In a quiet open space in the bamboo forest, Chongtian sat down slowly. His figure stretched out in the sunset, looking particularly lonely. Opposite him, Lingxiao also sat down silently. The figures of the two seemed particularly harmonious in the interweaving of light and shadow, but they each had different thoughts in their hearts.

Chongtian's eyes were filled with helplessness and concern. He spoke softly, his voice low and warm: "Junior brother... why do you have to do this? Senior Soul Devouring Sword, in terms of strength, in the entire Demon Tower, except for Master, almost no one can match him.

As for his profound understanding and exquisite mastery of the devil's intention, even those of us who have received the master's teachings cannot even begin to compare with him. If you can learn from him with an open mind, you will definitely benefit a lot and greatly increase your strength. In fact, there is really no need to make things so awkward because of a momentary temper."

Hearing this, Ling Xiao shook his head slightly, his eyes flashing with determination and unyielding spirit: "He may indeed be a master in martial arts, with strength that people look up to, but in my opinion, he is not a good teacher!"

At this point, Ling Xiao paused for a moment, as if he remembered something. He looked up at Chongtian, a trace of doubt flashing in his eyes: "By the way, Senior Brother, where is our Master? Why didn't he personally guide us this time?"

Upon hearing this, Chongtian couldn't help but sigh, his eyes became deep and complicated: "Master, he has important matters to attend to recently, and has left the Demon Tower. Because of this, I have no choice but to take you to seek the guidance of Senior Soul Devouring Sword..."

"It doesn't matter. I'll learn how to use this magic from my senior brother first," Ling Xiao said with a gentle smile, his eyes sparkling with a desire for knowledge.

“Although you are not as famous as the Soul-Devouring Sword, you are much stronger than the average warrior.” His tone was filled with trust and admiration for his senior brother.

Upon hearing this, Chongtian showed a humble smile on his face, and then became serious again:

"Of course. If I didn't sincerely hope that you could get the best guidance, why would I go to so much trouble to look at the Soul Devouring Sword's expression... By the way, I have a question for you, and you have to tell the truth." His eyes became sharp, as if he was testing Ling Xiao's background.

Seeing this, Ling Xiao nodded solemnly: "Brother, please speak, Ling Xiao will tell you everything you know."

Chongtian took a deep breath and fixed his eyes on Ling Xiao: "You didn't use your full strength when you fought with me before, right?" There was a hint of subtle nervousness in his tone, as if he was expecting Ling Xiao's answer.

Ling Xiao nodded gently, with a complex emotion flashing in his eyes: "Yes, Senior Brother."

Seeing this, Chongtian nodded slightly, with a hint of approval in his eyes, but then he asked: "Then how much strength did you retain at that time?" There was a bit of curiosity and expectation in his tone, as if he wanted to understand Ling Xiao's strength more deeply.

Ling Xiao pondered for a moment, as if he was carefully recalling the scene at that time, and then slowly said: "Well, it's really hard to say. But probably... 70% to 80% of the strength was retained." There was some uncertainty in his tone, but his eyes were unusually firm, as if to show that what he said was true.

His real trump cards, those trump cards he had never revealed, had not been used until now. If he really had to use them when the time came, even someone as strong as Chongtian would probably look quite embarrassed in front of him.

When Chongtian heard this, a hint of surprise first flashed across his face, and then the surprise quickly turned into joy and admiration that was difficult to conceal.