X-Dragon Era

Moreover, An Xi was unprepared just now, and that's why he could only launch the fastest, instinctive Dragon Breath as an attack. Now that the opponent is clearly prepared, if he gets hit again, there's no need for anything else. Just a single Violent Fireball could blast Yinglong to pieces instantly, leaving no chance for survival.

Xin Yun's strength is formidable, no one denies that. But while strong, his strength is far from invincible. If he were to be hit head-on without a defense, he would be killed instantly just the same.

It's certain to say that if An Xi had launched a Violent Fireball instead of Dragon Breath just now, Xin Yun would have already lost the match—that's the reality of the situation!

"Hmph!" As Xin Yun was rapidly pondering, An Xi let out a cold snort and said gravely, "Is that all you've got? If that's really the case, then there's not much point in continuing this struggle. With just those moves, you're still far from enough."

With that, An Xi sneered dismissively and said darkly, "It seems... I've overestimated you. To put it bluntly, even a hundred of you combined wouldn't be a match for me—that's a fact!"

"Hahaha..." Hearing An Xi's words, Xin Yun was momentarily stunned, then shook his head and laughed. It seemed An Xi had always had it too easy; otherwise, who would dare to be so contemptuous before the match was over?

In truth, no matter who the opponent is, as long as the fight isn't over, nobody can afford to be careless. For Xin Yun, he hadn't even exhibited his strongest power yet. If possible, he would rather not reveal it so soon.

However, after An Xi's statement, Xin Yun realized he had been naive. The future Nine Great Experts—how could they be so easily defeated? If he didn't use his real abilities, it wouldn't be about defeating the opponent; avoiding instant death here would already be a stroke of immense luck, as the recent encounter had demonstrated.

Taking a deep breath, Xin Yun shook his head. It seemed impossible to continue hiding. Doing so would be no different from suicide. Faced with a future Nine Great Expert, it would be an achievement just to defeat him with all of his power, let alone think about continuing to conceal it. What did he consider the opponent to be? Some insignificant creature that could be easily manipulated?

A mighty predator! Yes... An Xi was certainly a predator. Such an opponent was worthy enough for him to unleash his ultimate combat skills and abilities. As long as he could defeat An Xi, everything would be worth it. After all, once An Xi is defeated, Xin Yun's rank among the future Nine Great Experts would naturally be above An Xi's. He couldn't continue to hold back; otherwise, in their next clash, An Xi would instantly annihilate him on the spot with no chance of luck.

As for An Xi's words, Xin Yun wasn't too upset. If possible, he hoped his opponent would be more careless and arrogant. The more arrogant and complacent the opponent, the greater the blow would be when he failed. Through this battle, Xin Yun intended to plant the seed of invincibility in his opponent's mind, so that in future confrontations, An Xi would falter before the fight even began.

Xin Yun smiled casually, looking at An Xi from across the space and said, "Not bad... You are indeed quite strong. However, I've got your measure now, and frankly, you're not yet qualified to be my opponent as you are now."

"What!" Upon hearing Xin Yun's words, not only was An Xi stunned, so were the spectators in the stands, and even those who knew Xin Yun, like Yi Luo Xiang, were taken aback.

In the face of such a formidable opponent, not to mention anyone else, even Po Kong furrowed his brows, unable to think of a good strategy. Against a powerhouse like An Xi, who was virtually unbeatable within their rank, even if there were those he couldn't defeat, it would be extremely difficult for others to defeat him.

Yet now, Xin Yun had made such a bold statement. What did it mean? Boasting? But based on their understanding of Xin Yun, he was definitely not one to boast. So if it wasn't boasting, what was it? On what basis could he make such a statement?

In the ensuing silence, Xin Yun smiled and looked seriously at An Xi, saying, "Just now, I was merely playing with you. Now... the game is over, and the real fight begins. I advise you to put away your arrogance quickly, or you'll regret it when you lose later."

"Tsk..." Hearing Xin Yun's words, An Xi curled his lip in disdain and said, "Enough already, do you think you're the only one who has figured me out? In fact... I've also got your measure. Tell me, do you have any ability that could threaten me?"

Shaking his head, Xin Yun replied with a sense of helplessness, "Alright, it looks like... I won't convince you unless I show some real skill."

At this point, Xin Yun paused momentarily, then continued, "Listen well, I'm going to launch an attack soon. I can guarantee you'll have no power to fight back when I do. You'll be at the mercy of my assault, and... I'll only need eight palms to break you. Are you ready for it?"

Confronted with Xin Yun's confident assertion, the entire arena fell silent once more. Even An Xi's expression grew serious. Although he didn't believe what Xin Yun had said, the fact that his opponent dared to say it meant there was a possibility, and there was no room for carelessness.

Seeing An Xi on guard, Xin Yun slowly raised his right hand, smiling as he said, "Are you ready? I'm about to make my move!"