Xue Jiao blinked and quickly followed.
"Hold on!" Lin Su shouted lowly, looking at Xue Jiao with a half-smile, "Where do you think you’re going?"
"I’m with the Blood Sea Tower!" Xue Jiao retorted confidently, "I’m one of them!"
"Xue Jiao, get lost!" Before Lin Su could speak, the people from the Blood Sea Tower glared angrily, "We don’t even know you!"
This bastard had previously distanced himself from them, and now he was trying to cling on shalessly.
They dared not associate with Xue Jiao, otherwise, if Xue Jiao’s ss fell on them, they’d have to endure another strike from Lin Su.
The Blood Sea Tower mbers buried their heads and ran, leaving Xue Jiao alone under Lin Su’s gaze, too scared to move.
Seeing the Blood Sea Tower faction all run away, Xue Jiao gritted his teeth.
"Lin Su, right? I’ll take one strike; isn’t it just receiving one hit from you? Bring it on!" he said with so recklessness, "I’m not afraid of you!"
Xue Jiao thought that if he could hold his own against the Blood Sea Tower disciples, one strike from Lin Su was nothing to worry about.
"Take one strike?" Lin Su looked a bit amused, "You’re a lone genius without any influence; why should I let you off?"
He offered the three factions that if they took two strikes from him, he’d let them go mainly because they represented the major sects. If he killed them all and offended those sects, it might unite them against the Immortal Phoenix Sect, which wasn’t worth the risk.
As for Xue Jiao...
He was inconsequential.
It was better to just kill him.
Xue Jiao: "..."
"What you said makes so goddamn sense." Hearing Lin Su’s words, Xue Jiao surprisingly nodded in agreent, "Then how about this—if I take your strike and survive, I’ll join the Heavenly Alliance?"
Lin Su looked at Xue Jiao oddly.
He had heard of a bizarre fellow with strange behavior on the Northern Genius Battlefield.
To say the least, his survival instincts were off the charts.
After pondering for a mont, Lin Su’s eyes narrowed slightly.
"It’s not impossible."
This Xue Jiao is no weakling.
He’s at the peak of the eleventh level of the Nayuan Realm and seems close to reaching the twelfth level.
If not for his peculiar nature, he would probably be capable of forming a powerful faction.
A person like this joining the Heavenly Alliance could indeed be beneficial.
"Hey!" Xue Jiao imdiately relaxed, "Alliance Hierarch, please instruct !"
For a mont, Lin Su’s expression turned even stranger.
He’s already calling him the Alliance Hierarch?
The spear in Lin Su’s hand flashed and swiftly transford into a beam of light, shooting in the direction of Xue Jiao.
"Bring it on!" Xue Jiao shouted boldly, a hint of madness gleaming in his eyes. With a swipe of both palms, two blood-red daggers appeared.
The two daggers turned into two crimson shadows, as vast energy surged towards Lin Su’s spear and slashed at it fiercely.
"Boom!"
With a loud bang, Xue Jiao’s figure was flung several hundred ters high, spitting out blood before landing on the ground. Yet he quickly got up as if nothing had happened, stuffing a handful of pills into his mouth with a grin, "That was intense!"
Lin Su’s eyes flickered slightly.
Unlike other factions, who gathered all their strength to defend against his attack, this guy blocked it alone.
Although he had not used his full power, holding back a bit, it was enough to prove this guy’s formidable ability.
After his injuries improved sowhat, Xue Jiao quickly appeared behind Lin Su with several swift movents, casually throwing an arm around Lu Ziye’s shoulder, "Brother, you and I hit it off right away, we’re colleagues from now on."
Lu Ziye: "..."
In all his life, he had never t soone more socially bold than himself.
Ignoring Xue Jiao, Lin Su’s gaze shifted to the Mixed Origin Alliance.
"Our Mixed Origin Alliance was rely passing by, joining in the fun." Zhou Qing calmly spoke, keeping his eyes directly on Lin Su, but with a hint of gloom in his eyes.
This was also his first ti witnessing Lin Su’s prowess.
Initially, he thought Lin Su’s victory over Shi Yulong was a hard-earned one.
He presud that with his talent surpassing Shi Yulong’s, he would have a chance to challenge Lin Su after entering the first transformation of the Sky Soaring Realm.
But now it seed he had grossly underestimated Lin Su’s strength.
Such strength left him little chance of victory, even if he reached the first transformation of the Sky Soaring Realm.
Unless...
It seed sothing clicked in Zhou Qing’s mind, filling him with a renewed sense of confidence.
"Just joining the fun..." Lin Su grinned widely.
The leader of the Mixed Origin Alliance was indeed cautious, managing not to give him any leverage this ti.
However, did Lin Su ever need a reason to act?
"Since you’re here, take a strike before you leave!" Without another word, Lin Su pointed in Zhou Qing’s direction.
In the void, ice spears started raining down.
Zhou Qing’s face darkened as he let out a low shout, a spear suddenly materializing in his hand.
The fluctuations of energy around him no longer concealed erupted instantly, as nurous experts from the Mixed Origin Alliance ford a formation, rging their energies with his.
"The twelfth level of the Nayuan Realm..." Lin Su’s eyes flashed.
This was slightly unexpected for him.
Zhou Qing let out a loud roar, and the energy around his spear surged fiercely as he aid at the sky.
The ice spears shattered under that terrifying strike.
Seeing this, a blue icy light flashed in Lin Su’s eyes.
The next mont, countless ice spears exploded, and the terrifying blast wave rolled down, engulfing everyone in the Mixed Origin Alliance.
Zhou Qing was sent flying backward, blood streaming from his mouth and nose, the spear of mid-grade spiritual weapon level in his hand dim and almost devoid of spiritual energy.
The others coughed up blood one after another, their spirits utterly fatigued.
The Mixed Origin Alliance was the strongest force here besides the Heavenly Alliance, but under Lin Su’s single strike, they appeared the most tattered.
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