Dream Picking Records

The two men were unequivocal, looking like they'd done this sort of thing all the time. Their moves were vicious and fierce, embodying the full force of a lion slaying a rabbit.

Wang Xiao calmly held Dahei in his hand. After finding the loophole in their attack, he seized the most accurate opportunity to attack left and right, cleverly and brutally resolving their first wave of attacks.

His force was as heavy as a mountain falling, and his speed was as fast as a meteor chasing the moon. He almost knocked their life-saving weapons away. The two men's knuckles cracked and looked at him as if they had seen a monster.

"What are you hesitating about? Come on!" Pan Chengfeng urged from behind.

The two exchanged glances and nodded, then attacked in unison. However, they didn't dare advance, instead controlling the flywheels and long swords from a distance.

"You old bastard, you are so cowardly. Just go back to your academy doghouse. It would be better if we could call your dean over here." Wang Xiao said sarcastically.

The two old men from Jinghong Academy looked grim. The opponent was too strong and there was absolutely no chance of winning in close combat.

"Golden Wheel Two Worlds!"

The tall and thin old man took the lead in attacking, and a pair of golden wheels spun at high speed, as if they could really cut the world apart.

Wang Xiao didn't take it seriously. Da Hei flexed his spear in his hand, pointing it diagonally downward. A flicker of golden light condensed on the spear's tip, and the next second, he and Da Hei vanished from the spot. As the air surged, the spear pierced through the void, piercing the golden wheel and creating a candied haws.

The tall and thin old man was pale and looked incredulous. The weapon he had painstakingly refined was destroyed just like that.

"Shocking Destruction Slash!"

The short and fat old man took the opportunity to use their unique skills. The long sword became a hundred meters long, surrounded by a destructive light.

Suddenly, Wang Xiao escaped into the void, causing him to lose his target for a moment.

"Be careful, it's the Holy Pavilion's concealment technique!" Pan Chengfeng reminded from behind.

The two men immediately became alert upon hearing this. Just as they were trying their best to capture the spatial fluctuations, a black gun behind Pan Chengfeng pierced through the space and went straight for his head.

"You're panicking."

The sound was accompanied by a thud, and Pan Chengfeng's body was illuminated by a radiant glow, helping him block the fatal blow. Despite this, the spear still had enough force to hit his shoulder, shattering the bones in his shoulder and throwing him away. Two old men hurried forward to catch him.

Pan Chengfeng broke out in a cold sweat and looked ahead in horror. He had a premonition that he would become the target, but he had no time to defend himself in advance, and could not catch any trace of the other party.

"It's really hard to kill."

There was no regret in Wang Xiao's words, because such an opportunity was easy for him to obtain.

"Strange, Huang Feng interfered with our spiritual perception. How did he deal with our attacks and kill us from a distance? Could it be that he also has a secret treasure to protect his body?"

"Try again at a farther distance."

After the two men discussed it, the tall and thin old man protected Pan Chengfeng and retreated, while the short and fat old man came to a slightly farther place with a long knife and made a tentative cut.

The intentions of the two were too obvious. Wang Xiao saw their actions but pretended not to see them. He was hit before he could react.

"It seems this guy is too strong and has too fast reactions. You and I just need to consume him from a distance."

The short and fat old man stated his deduction, and then the two of them began to gather spiritual energy. Just as they were devoting most of their attention to casting spells, Pan Chengfeng shouted, "He's disappeared again!"

Upon hearing this, the two immediately changed their strategy and switched from offense to defense.

"Buzz!"

Wang Xiao emerged from the void, only to have the distance between them grow even wider. Just as Pan Chengfeng and the other two had let down their guard, Wang Xiao disappeared again, and Pan Chengfeng grew nervous once more. Every time he disappeared, he grew more nervous, like a frightened bird, until Wang Xiao suddenly reappeared in the distance.

"It seems that he really can't tell the direction and is running around like a headless fly." said the tall and thin old man.

"Why don't you kill him quickly!" Pan Chengfeng became more and more impatient.

The two of them thought to themselves, if it wasn't for protecting him, would they have to be so restrained?

"Master Pan, please step back a little. We are going to use our power to avoid hurting you." The short and fat old man suggested with a forced smile.

"What do you mean?" Pan Chengfeng glared, obviously anxious.

"It's not interesting. This guy is not easy to deal with. We must take him down with one blow. We may not be able to control the strength well." said the tall and thin old man.

"You..." Pan Chengfeng was unable to refute and retreated honestly.

The two old men watched him go away, still a little worried, until they finished accumulating strength and locked onto Wang Xiao.

"boom!"

Two huge energies hit the target, and the raging energy engulfed him.

"do not want!"

At first they were a little skeptical, but Xia Qingling's heartbroken sadness confirmed the reliability of their success.

"it is good!"

Pan Chengfeng was eager to examine the body when a sudden gust of cold wind blew behind him. He tried to escape, but the space he was in was locked, leaving him with no escape. The fine sweat dripping from his body made him feel even colder.

Wang Xiao stepped out from the void, and his spear cut through the sky and smashed hard into Pan Chengfeng's body.

"boom!"

The protective glow was passively triggered. Wang Xiao exerted force with both hands, firmly grasped the spear, and after resisting the tremendous recoil force, he smashed towards Pan Chengfeng again.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

After three consecutive blows, the rosy glow shattered.

"Hurry...save me!"

Pan Chengfeng bled from all seven orifices, unable to speak clearly. His protective magical device had only helped him survive, allowing the two elders to intervene. Their faces paled with horror. On the one hand, Pan Chengfeng's status and position meant that if he died, their fate would be no better, even at their highest levels. On the other hand, their perception of the target clearly wasn't a clone, so where did Wang Xiao come from?

"You young brat only knows how to sneak attack. If you have the guts, fight him head-on!"

The short and fat old man held the long sword in his hand, feeling extremely frustrated and unable to use his strength.

"You two old dogs are not only bad, but also stupid as pigs. No, saying you are like pigs is an insult to it." Wang Xiao looked at him as if he were a fool.

"Gu...kill...him!"

Pan Chengfeng opened his mouth and another mouthful of blood gushed out. Seeing this, the tall and thin old man hurriedly sent him spiritual energy to help him heal his wounds.

"Hehe, I'll give you a chance, a one-on-one duel." Wang Xiao suddenly said.

"Humph, what tricks are you trying to play again!"

"Trickery? Everything I do in front of you is aboveboard. Well, if you're afraid, I can use no weapons."

Seeing that he had truly put away his spear, the short and stout elder said nothing and proceeded to strike with his sword, his speed being inversely proportional to his size.

"Remnant, this is the price you pay for your arrogance!"

When he saw Wang Xiao raising his fist to meet him, he was completely sure that this was the other party's unexpected and subconscious reaction.

"Crack!"

The crisp sound of metal colliding was endless, but it was drowned out by the sound of the breaking sword and the heartbreaking.

"Despicable! What kind of magical weapon are you wearing on your hand?!"

"Come and see for yourself!"

Wang Xiao flashed before the short, fat elder, his fists barging down on him. Panicked and at a loss for words, he could only shield his head with his arms. This was a genuine, subconscious reaction.