Fighting: Xiao Yan at full level, leading the whole match

Chapter 60: Spear of the Flame God
The moment his smile faded, the old voice spoke.

“The Frost Mirror Image is a memory remnant left behind by this seat, which contains all my memories from the level of a fighter to a fighter master.

This mirror is divided into five levels.

If you pass one level, you will get a treasure collected by the deity. If you pass two levels, you will get two treasures. If you pass three levels, you will get four treasures and have a chance to inherit the deity's legacy.

Of course, if you can pass five levels in a row, you can directly obtain all the inheritance and treasures in the tomb of the deity."

Hearing the old voice, Xiao Yan kept smiling as he looked at the many balls of light floating above the bluestone statue. He then whispered softly, "If that's the case, I'll take all the treasures in this ancient tomb."

After he finished speaking, Xiao Yan bowed slightly to the ice sculpture and whispered, "Please teach me!"

Hearing this, the ice sculpture figure seemed to know what Xiao Yan was thinking, so he stopped talking nonsense, flipped his palm, and the frost in his hand condensed, and a long ice spear condensed in an instant.

The terrifying ice-attribute energy continued to rise, and in the blink of an eye it was approaching the level of Dou Zong.

Looking at this scene, Xiao Yan's eyes moved slightly, and he suddenly withdrew Yao Lao's vast soul power.

The vast soul power disappeared, leaving only the aura of Xiao Yan's nine-star fighter. The aura was so different that even the ice statue opposite Xiao Yan was slightly startled.

After standing there for a moment as if it had frozen, the ice statue's aura quickly dropped to the level of a nine-star fighter, just like Xiao Yan.

Looking at this scene, Xiao Yan just showed a smile.

This White Tiger Venerable was a very lucky semi-saint. He had been a Dou Zong since the time when the Xiao clan still existed. After becoming a Dou Zun, he lived for nearly a thousand years. It can be said that he died of old age.

However, although this strong man died extremely peacefully, there was one very bad thing about him, which was that his soul naturally reached the end of the world, rather than his physical body dying midway like Yao Lao.

Therefore, when their physical bodies died, their souls also dissipated between heaven and earth. It can even be said that it is because the soul has reached its end that the physical body will perish together.

After all, without the soul, the body is naturally useless.

In other words, this White Tiger Venerable is truly dead and there is no possibility of resurrection.

Therefore, this memory is just an afterimage of the battle he painstakingly created during his lifetime. Although it can also exert most of his combat power back then, it is ultimately not as active as the mind of a real strong man.

This also resulted in the fact that this ice sculpture was somewhat mechanized after all. After all, what was infused into it was only a memory, not a soul.

Therefore, the moment Xiao Yan withdrew his soul power, the ice mirror image was also very confused, and it took a moment to react.

By the time he reacted, Xiao Yan had already taken a step forward. The moment his foot stepped hard on the ground, his fist smashed into the ice sculpture's chest with terrifying force.

The terrifying body that could fight hand-to-hand with a powerful fighter, punched the ice sculpture. With a deep sound, it smashed the ice sculpture, which was only a nine-star fighter's strength, into pieces.

"If you pass the first level, you will get a treasure and advance twenty feet!"

An old voice sounded, and the broken ice under Xiao Yan's feet began to disperse rapidly, and then quickly condensed twenty feet in front of him.

Hearing this, Xiao Yan's expression remained unchanged, and he slowly walked forward again.

When his figure was still ten feet away from the ice man, the ice sculpture finally took the lead and stabbed Xiao Yan's chest fiercely with the ice spear with terrible power.

Although his strength was still at the level of a nine-star fighter, Xiao Yan keenly felt that the latter had become much more flexible, and there was a bit more murderous aura in his every move.

"It seems that the first level is just like an ordinary puppet with no combat experience. I'm afraid that anyone with some combat experience can easily pass it."

This thought flashed through Xiao Yan’s mind. This White Tiger Venerable should be a Dou Zun strongman with a good temper.

Basically, any young person who can enter this ancient tomb will get some opportunity.

Although this second-level ice man also has the combat power of a nine-star fighter, he is very agile and fierce in combat, and can even use some fighting skills. It would be difficult for an ordinary strong man to defeat him if he does not have the experience of being a veteran in battle.

It’s a pity that his opponent is Xiao Yan.

Xiao Yan stepped back, blocked the ice spear in the ice man's hand with one hand, and then hit the ice man with his fist again with terrible force.

However, the imagined collapse did not occur. Instead, cracks first appeared all over the ice man's body, and then crystal clear ice energy surged and quickly repaired the cracks on his body.

"Even the defense has become stronger."

Xiao Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, turned his ankle again, and the terrifying power erupted again.

"Baji collapse!"

A terrifying force hit the ice man with an elbow strike, and the force was more than twice as strong as before.

Although the ice attribute energy can quickly repair itself, it still takes some time for the ice man to repair himself no matter how fast he is. However, it only took Xiao Yan less than a second to react and launch the next attack.

"Oh!"

Along with a dull sound, the ice man turned into ice cubes flying everywhere again.

"If you pass the second level, you can get two treasures and go another twenty feet!"

The old voice sounded again, and Xiao Yan remained calm.

Although the strength of this ice sculpture is constantly increasing, the combat power of the second layer is at most equivalent to the upper-middle level among the strong people of the same level.

An ice man at the level of a nine-star fighter can basically be dealt with by any fighter.

As his footsteps took another twenty feet, the originally mechanical and cold ice man finally showed some human movements at this moment, and even the old voice could be heard faintly again.

"Little guy, being able to reach this level means that your combat power should be pretty good among those at the same level. However, if you can pass this third level, even if you are not invincible at the same level, you should be considered one of the best among them."

Hearing the voice emanating from the ice man, Xiao Yan's expression remained calm.

Invincible in the same level? It seems that he has always been like this in his previous life. At that time, the martial arts, fighting skills and combat experience he possessed could not be compared with this life.

As for the entire Douqi Continent today, the concept of being invincible in the same level seems to be a joke in front of him.

Before he could finish his thoughts, he saw the ice man slowly raising the spear in his hand.

"There is only one move in this third level. If you can take it, you have passed it!"

The moment the words fell, ice energy violently condensed on the spear.

"Earth-level low-level fighting skill, Ice Judgment!"

The moment the old voice fell, the icy spear shot towards Xiao Yan fiercely with an extremely terrifying force and a chilling cold edge.

"The combat power of the first level of a nine-star fighter can actually burst out with low-level earth-level fighting skills. No wonder it is said that those who can break through the third level can be called invincible at the same level."

Looking at the icy spear that was shooting towards him, Xiao Yan couldn't help but nodded.

How could an ordinary nine-star fighter have low-level earth-level fighting skills? Even if they did, they might not be able to master them. This kind of power is simply not something an ordinary fighter can master. Even a powerful fighter would find it difficult to control this terrifying power.

Xiao Yan considered himself a genius back then. Even so, it took him a lot of hardship before he could use the Flame-Splitting Wave Ruler with the strength of a nine-star fighter.

If a Dou Wang or Dou Huang were here, the difficulty of passing the level would probably skyrocket to the level of a high-level earth-grade fighting skill.

No wonder passing the third level means one has initially gained the qualification to receive the inheritance.

After all, being able to pass the third level is indeed considered almost invincible among the same level. If such a person obtains this inheritance, the hope of growing up to become a Dou Zong or Dou Zun in the future is indeed very great.

If it were in his previous life, Xiao Yan would have had a very difficult time getting through the third level even if he could. If he wanted to get through the fourth level, he would probably only have hope by relying on the small fire lotus.

However, in this life, Xiao Yan is no longer the Xiao Yan of the past.

The battle memory of a Semi-Saint is indeed terrifying, but compared to a Dou Emperor, and compared to countless overlords who are stronger than the Dou Emperor, what can it compare to?

With a light chuckle, Xiao Yan's mind moved, and wisps of dark white flames rose from his body.

This was not Yao Lao's Bone Spirit Cold Fire, but the original fire that he had refined himself, which was born after being catalyzed by the fighting spirit.

Although it was only a wisp of fire, the power it unleashed in Xiao Yan's hands might not be much weaker than the real Bone Spirit Cold Fire.

As the Emperor of Fire, Xiao Yan's way of flame is unparalleled in the universe. Even a tiny fire cannot be underestimated in its power in his hands.

Wisps of flames condensed in Xiao Yan's palm, and finally turned into a palm-sized dark white spear.

The spear was suspended in Xiao Yan's palm, with a faint light flashing inside. It looked miniature and not only had no lethality, but was even quite cute.

However, only the truly strong ones could vaguely see the flames rising from the spear, even causing the surrounding space to slightly distort.

"With my current strength, it seems that I can't condense a bigger spear."

Shaking his head, Xiao Yan looked at the oncoming ice spear with a faint smile on his lips.

"Spear of the Flame God, go!"

As soon as the words fell, the palm-sized flaming spear shot towards the ice spear with terrifying high temperature.

"laugh!"

As the two attacks collided, a sound of water vapor evaporating was heard.

The next moment, the palm-sized Spear of the God of Fire pierced through the ice spear, causing the ice spear to turn into liquid almost instantly, and then was evaporated by the terrifying high temperature of the flame.

By the time the attack reached Xiao Yan, even the mist had turned into ice again, leaving only a gust of wind and frost coming towards him.

After the Fire God's Spear passed through the Ice Spear, it was slightly dimmed but there was no other damage. It went straight through the Ice Man's body.

With a muffled sound, a fist-sized hole first appeared on the ice man's chest, followed by the spread of a white flame. In a moment, the entire ice man turned into a mist and rose up.

"If you pass the third level, you will get four treasures and become a successor!"

There was a bit more humanity in the old voice, which was not surprising to Xiao Yan. After all, he was a semi-saint, and it was okay for him to have some emotions left in his memory.

However, it is naturally inferior to a real soul body.

"Little guy, if you can pass the fourth and fifth levels, everything in this entire cemetery will be yours!"

As the old voice fell, a figure appeared again twenty feet away from Xiao Yan.

However, this figure had some more emotional fluctuations.

Compared with the extra emotional fluctuations, what really surprised Xiao Yan was that the aura of the ice man had actually reached the level of a fighting master.

However, whether it is a Fighting Master or a Great Fighting Master, the difference in front of Xiao Yan is actually not that big. After all, what he is mobilizing now is a power that exceeds the essence of this stage.

With the terrifying temperature of the Bone Spirit Cold Fire, before reaching the Dou Ling level, no matter what level one is at, there is basically no power to resist.

The difference between a fighter and a great fighter is probably that the latter has one more chance to scream.

Even a true Dou Ling expert would have to prepare heavy defenses and continuously output Dou Qi in order to consume the strange fire in the Spear of the Flame God.

Otherwise, once attacked by surprise, the fighting spirit that reacts in an instant will certainly not have much defensive ability.

After all, the Spear of the Flame God is a unique skill created by Xiao Yan before he entered the realm of the Overlord. Although it is not a top-notch magical power, it is not difficult to be comparable to ordinary ones.

Even though his soul power is limited now, Xiao Yan is still able to remember some of the magical powers he created.

As Xiao Yan approached, the ice man who had been standing in place finally raised the ice spear in his hand again, and the terrifying ice energy gathered madly at the tip of the spear.

It was still the low-level Earth-rank fighting skill, Ice Judgment, but its power had increased several times. After all, the gap between a fighter and a master was indeed huge.

However, facing this terrifying attack, Xiao Yan remained calm. The dark white flames in his palms gathered again, and finally turned into a palm-sized flaming spear, which then shot out again.

The two attacks intersected again. The color of the flaming spear was a little darker than last time, but in the end it still pierced through the ice man's body without any difference.

In the face of such an essential gap, quantity does not seem to have much advantage.

"Passed the fourth level!"

The old voice sounded again, but it turned into an ice man under the last statue.

This time, the ice man was more spiritual than the fourth level, and his eyes looking at Xiao Yan seemed to be more fluctuating.

“Little guy, I didn’t expect that this inheritance would only attract you. However, I am quite surprised that you were able to break through four levels.

The most important thing is that you are just a fighter."

By the end of the conversation, the ice man had become exactly the same as a living person. It seemed that the last bit of spirituality in his memory had been fully stimulated.

“Although under the current conditions, I can already give you all the inheritance in this ancient tomb, but I still hope that you can make it through this last level.

If I can find a successor like this, I will die without regrets."

Along with the sound of the White Tiger Venerable's memory, the aura of a two-star fighter also burst out from the ice man.

"Don't worry, take this move boldly. The arrangement in my tomb will not let an excellent inheritor like you die."

As soon as he finished speaking, the power of the ice spear doubled again and stabbed towards Xiao Yan fiercely.

(End of this chapter)