Upon hearing this voice, the joy on Ji Xuan's face suddenly disappeared.
However, he didn't seem overly flustered, but calmly turned around.
He immediately saw Jun Xiaoyao and his group.
Jun Xiaoyao stood with his hands behind his back, his expression composed and calm, only his deep eyes gathering coldness.
Ji Xuan's actions had completely placed him in opposition to Jun Xiaoyao.
Towards enemies, Jun Xiaoyao wouldn't have any good attitude.
However, what slightly surprised Jun Xiaoyao was that when Ji Xuan saw him arrive, he didn't seem too surprised or wary.
Instead, he appeared composed, calm, and confident.
From this, one could see the difference between Ji Xuan and Xiao Chen.
Although Xiao Chen was a person with great fortune, his background was limited. While the Azure Dragon Ancient Kingdom was a first-class lineage, it obviously couldn't compare to an immortal lineage.
Ji Xuan came from an ancient family, and in terms of temperament and vision, he was stronger than Xiao Chen.
This actually made Jun Xiaoyao a bit more interested.
At least, it shouldn't be too boring.
"Ji Xuan, seeing the Divine Son appear, you don't seem too surprised?" Jun Xiaoyao said calmly.
"Jun Xiaoyao, I originally didn't want to be your enemy, but alas, you've gone too far. Did you really take me, Ji Xuan, for a treasure-hunting mouse?" Ji Xuan's gaze concealed sharpness.
"What else? Isn't that your only value?" Jun Xiaoyao calmly replied.
"You..."
Ji Xuan's eye corner twitched slightly.
As the Young Saint of the Ji family, when had he ever suffered such an insult?
Jun Jiangjian and the others were used to it. Don't be fooled by Jun Xiaoyao's usual appearance of a detached white-robed immortal who doesn't partake in mortal affairs.
When he really starts talking, he can infuriate people to the point of death on the spot.
That Xiao Chen was just a tragic victim of his verbal attacks.
"Hmph, it seems that even the esteemed Divine Son of the Jun family resorts to bullying with numbers," Ji Xuan's eyes flickered slightly as he surveyed the scene.
On his side, there was only one person, while on Jun Xiaoyao's side, there were five.
This kind of battle was pointless to even start.
"Ji Xuan, I know what you're planning. You simply want to have a one-on-one duel with me."
"Although I don't mind bullying with numbers, there's really no need for that when dealing with you."
Jun Xiaoyao said, seeing through Ji Xuan's intentions at a glance.
"People say that the Divine Son of the Jun family is extremely arrogant and proud. It seems it's indeed true. How would you know without trying?"
Ji Xuan's eyes flashed with a sharp light.
He had always wanted to fight with Jun Xiaoyao.
As top-tier geniuses, who would submit to whom without actually fighting?
At least Ji Xuan wouldn't.
So, he also wanted to take this opportunity to have a bout with Jun Xiaoyao.
"Ignorant!"
Jun Xiaoyao's gaze turned cold, and the endless golden spiritual sea in his dantian stirred up vast waves.
The immense golden spiritual power surged like an ocean, that aura shaking people's hearts!
Jun Xiaoyao directly reached out his hand, without using any martial arts or divine abilities.
Just one palm strike seemed like a great divine technique, capable of smashing any genius at the God Bridge realm into a meat patty.
Feeling this vast and imposing aura, Ji Xuan's face also lost its calmness, becoming extremely solemn.
When Jun Xiaoyao was still, he was like an immortal descending to the mortal world, untainted by worldly affairs.
But when he moved, he was like a God-King arriving, a Martial God descending, his aura terrifyingly making people tremble!
Ji Xuan also made his move, reaching out with his right arm that had fused with the Saint King's bone.
A Saint King was an existence that surpassed Saints, and even among the Saint realm, it was considered top-tier.
Such a section of a Saint King's bone was priceless and incredibly powerful.
At Ji Xuan's cultivation level, it was simply like cheating.
It was like a beginner player in a game picking up a divine artifact and fusing with it.
What it created was an exceptionally powerful genius.
However...
As their palm strikes and fist auras collided, ripples of spiritual power burst and shook, and surprisingly, it was Ji Xuan who was forced back!
Ji Xuan stumbled back dozens of steps, his chest heaving with surging blood. A taste of blood rose in his throat, which he forcefully swallowed back.
His eyes showed unprecedented shock and bewilderment.
What was going on?
He had fused with the Saint King's bone in his right arm and clashed with Jun Xiaoyao, so why was he the one injured?
Ji Xuan's gaze was filled with shock and confusion.
On the other side, Jun Xiaoyao slightly raised his eyebrow, saying with a hint of surprise, "Indeed, worthy of being a Saint King's bone. To only receive a light injury after taking my palm strike."
Jun Xiaoyao was used to overpowering others with sheer force.
For any enemy, he would first slap them.
Eighty percent of enemies couldn't withstand his slap.
Only the remaining twenty percent of enemies were worth him using other methods.
However, Jun Xiaoyao hadn't expected that Ji Xuan could withstand his palm strike with only a light injury, which was indeed worthy of the Saint King's bone's reputation.
Hearing these words, Ji Xuan doubted himself even more.
Shouldn't he have been the one to send Jun Xiaoyao flying?
Now he had received a light injury, and Jun Xiaoyao was even praising him as not bad?
What kind of "not bad" was this?
"But unfortunately, the Saint King's bone is an external object, not yours, ultimately not yours!"
As Jun Xiaoyao spoke, he formed the Human King Seal with his hand, striking out with one seal.
With Ji Xuan's strength, it was impossible to fully unleash the power of the Saint King's bone.
Moreover, this wasn't his own bone, so there were inevitably some imperfections.
As for Jun Xiaoyao's own Supreme Bone, it was obtained through the system's sign-in and had perfectly fused with his physical body, without such flaws and defects.
"Jun Xiaoyao, stop acting like you know everything. How would you know the power of the Saint King's bone!"
Ji Xuan, with some shame and anger, felt as if he had been insulted.
He struck out again, the Saint King's bone emitting divine light, symbols flowing on the arm bone, displaying its powerful might.
His fist aura was world-shaking, tearing through space, carrying a kingly aura. It was a great divine technique of the Ji family's fist art, the Kingly Way Fist.
Jun Xiaoyao formed the Human King Seal, and a vast and majestic figure of an emperor appeared, as if even heaven and earth trembled under his authority.
With one seal strike, divine light burst forth, spiritual power surging!
Their fist and seal collided, divine energy roaring.
This time, Jun Xiaoyao channeled the power of the Divine Elephant Suppressing Hell Technique.
Each giant elephant particle infused divine power, making this seal strike seem to have the might to collapse heaven and destroy earth!
Boom!
A deafening sound echoed in all directions.
The entire depths of the Yuantian Secret Realm were rumbling and shaking.
In this extreme collision, a figure was once again sent flying.
It was Ji Xuan!
This time, he couldn't hold back and spat out a mouthful of blood, his face instantly turning pale.
He had blocked Jun Xiaoyao's first strike, but he couldn't block his second.
"This... how is this possible?" Ji Xuan's left hand tightly gripped his trembling right arm, his finger bones feeling like they were about to crack, the entire arm shaking.
"As expected of the Divine Son..."
Jun Jiangjian, Jun Xuehuang, and the others all showed reverence in their eyes.
Although they knew Jun Xiaoyao wouldn't lose, they hadn't expected such an overwhelming situation.
After all, the Young Saint Ji Xuan was quite capable.
"Now, do you understand how foolish it was to think of challenging the Divine Son?" Jun Xiaoyao said with his hands behind his back.
"You..." Ji Xuan was at a loss for words.
He had never imagined that Jun Xiaoyao's Ancient Holy Body would be so overwhelmingly strong.
Thinking of this, Ji Xuan's eyes flickered.
He wasn't willing to admit defeat like this.
Ji Xuan's wrist subtly flipped, gripping a piece of dark-colored metal in his hand.
Instantly, a sense of life and death, of reincarnation, subtly spread out.
"Jun Xiaoyao, take this punch!"