Capítulo 59: Chapter 59: Peak Match with Hai Bodong (Part 2)

Chapter 59: Peak Match with Hai Bodong (Part 2)

Feeling the full potential in Hai Bodong's body, Xiao Se held his forehead helplessly and put the incomplete map into the system space. After all this time, it was time to start fighting.

"Old sir, can't it be resolved peacefully? If possible, I don't want to fight with you." The smile on his face gradually froze, and Xiao Se said helplessly.

Xiao Se has already felt Long Kui's anger which has accumulated to the limit. Hai Bodong has tried to attack him again and again. If he continues like this, he will be beaten into a pig's head by Hong Kui.

"Does your teacher have a strange fire?" Hearing Xiao Se's words, Hai Bodong answered the question irrelevantly. The coldness on his body subsided a little, and a trace of fear appeared between his brows. Being able to teach such a young second-grade alchemist, perhaps this mysterious alchemist's rank could very well reach the sixth grade.

If he had another strange fire, wouldn't he be the alchemist who could refine the Evil-Breaking Pill that he was looking for?

"No, I came to the Tagor Desert to look for strange fire." Xiao Se shrugged and smiled.

"No? Since you don't have it, then just hand over the incomplete map. For the sake of your mysterious teacher, I won't make things difficult for you." Upon learning that Xiao Se didn't even have his mysterious teacher's strange fire, Hai Bodong's eyes flashed with deep disappointment, and he said coldly.

"I'm sorry, this thing is very important to me. Even if you don't agree, I won't hand it over." Xiao Se let out a breath slowly and mourned for Hai Bodong in his heart. Now, Hai Bodong was bound to be beaten.

"Just relying on your beast fire? I was a Douhuang powerhouse decades ago. Although I have been living in seclusion here for some reasons, it is not your turn to be bullied by a young boy." Seeing that Xiao Se was determined not to return the incomplete map, Hai Bodong suddenly became furious. An ice spike as thick as an arm condensed in his hand and stabbed directly forward.

Seeing the ice spikes coming, Xiao Se curled his lips helplessly, tapped the ground lightly with his toes, and suddenly retreated out of the door.

"Where are you going!"

Seeing Xiao Se was about to run away, Hai Bodong's old face became even angrier. The wrinkles on his face gathered, making him look even more ferocious. He stomped his feet on the ground and followed him.

Outside the house, Xiao Se's entire body was covered in a purple-blue flame fighting spirit gauze robe. He stared closely at Hai Bodong who was chasing him angrily, and said helplessly, "Old sir, can't you be flexible?"

Xiao Se's question did not elicit a response from Hai Bodong, but instead received dozens of rotating ice spikes.

Looking at the rapidly approaching ice spikes, Xiao Se bent his knees slightly, and the purple cloud wings behind him instantly stretched out. With a catapult, he suddenly flew into the sky.

"Boy, I didn't expect that besides beast fire, you also have such a rare thing as flying fighting skills. But this still can't change anything. If you know what's good for you, just hand over the incomplete map." In front of the ancient map shop, Hai Bodong, who was surrounded by cold air, looked at the purple wings spread out in the sky and shouted sternly.

Xiao Se shook his head and did not answer. He has never been a passive person. Knowing that Hai Bodong was about to make a move, he immediately grasped the magic sword tightly in his right hand, and suddenly stretched out his left hand and raised it above his head. In the palm of his left hand, a purple-blue fireball the size of a basketball instantly condensed.

Looking down from a high place, he clenched his left fist and the fireball scattered, splitting into two, two into four, and in a moment, it turned into sixteen parts. Driven by the fighting spirit in Xiao Se's body, the sixteen small fireballs swirled in the vertical direction, forming a rotating and moving halo, and finally turned into sixteen flaming swords.

Xiao Se swung the magic sword in his hand, and sixteen flaming swords suddenly shot towards Hai Bodong.

"Red Flame Sword."

As Xiao Se roared in his heart, the flaming sword, carrying with it a strong wind-breaking force and the scorching heat that could melt gold and iron, shot towards Hai Bodong fiercely.

Xiao Se's sudden attack made Hai Bodong stunned for a moment, and then he waved his hand and condensed a thick and heavy ice wall in front of him.

The flaming sword collided with the ice wall and there was a "puff" sound of objects colliding.

At first, the ice wall provided impeccable protection against the flaming sword, but as the attacks continued, the ice wall slowly melted under the high temperature of the sword.

Finally, the ice wall could no longer hold on. With a "click", a crack appeared in the center of the ice wall. The crack gradually spread, and the ice wall suddenly became precarious.

Seeing the ice wall defense broken, Hai Bodong frowned, and as he retreated violently, an ice halberd condensed in his hand, knocking away the flaming sword that was thrust toward him.

However, as a high-level Xuan-level fire-controlling technique, the Red Flame Sword is not that simple. After being picked up and flying away, under Xiao Se's control, it flew high into the sky and shot toward Hai Bodong in an arc again.

Hai Bodong used his halberd to resist, and although he was exhausted from parrying, the flaming sword did not hurt him at all.

"Hmph, you have such a trivial skill, and you dare to show off in front of me." With a cold snort, he spun the ice halberd in his hand, knocking Xiao Se's flaming sword away. He stepped on the ground and retreated to the roof of the ancient picture. He raised his right hand slightly, and the ice halberd shattered instantly, turning into countless small ice crystals, which surrounded Hai Bodong's right hand, forming three circles of gorgeous ice rings.

The moment the ice ring was formed, dozens or even hundreds of rotating ice spikes suddenly appeared around Hai Bodong's body.

"Mysterious Ice Dragon Soars!"

As Hai Bodong shouted coldly, dozens or even hundreds of black ice spikes condensed into a seven or eight-meter-long ice dragon that rushed rapidly toward the air.

"No Dou Huang is simple. Even if their cultivation level drops to Dou Ling, they are almost invincible at the same level. If it weren't for this fused beast fire, I'm afraid my attack would be useless."

After swallowing a recovery pill, Xiao Se tightly grasped the magic sword in his right hand and activated the burning fighting spirit in his body. As the lion's roar sounded, an energy lion with purple-blue flames all over its body condensed and rushed towards the ice dragon fiercely.

"The roar of the lion!"

Looking at Xiao Se's sudden counterattack, even though Hai Bodong was calm, he couldn't help but show a hint of admiration in his eyes.

But when he thought about the incomplete painting that he had worked so hard to obtain being taken away, this admiration was replaced by chill.

The ice dragon and the fire energy lion collided, and the two canceled each other out, causing a large amount of water vapor to rise in the air. In a moment, water mist filled the space between Xiao Se and Hai Bodong, and everything became blurred.

"Tsk, this damn flame!" Seeing that his favorite move, Black Ice Dragon Flying, failed to break through the fire energy lion's obstruction and merely offset it, Hai Bodong let out a "tsk" sound and disappeared into the mist in a flash.

In the sky, Xiao Se lost sight of Hai Bodong's figure and frowned. He immediately activated his soul perception to investigate. His body suddenly trembled and he turned around, holding the sword with both hands to block.

At some point, Hai Bodong appeared behind Xiao Se, holding the ice spear in one hand and slashing towards Xiao Se vertically.

With a loud clang, the ice halberd and the magic sword collided. Under the influence of Hai Bodong's powerful force, Xiao Se was directly chopped away and fell to the ground. His feet plowed the ground for more than ten meters before he stopped retreating.