Pampered Poisonous Royal Wife – o

Xia Hao slowly landed on the ground, watching Galinxia looking at Seth, who was dizzy from the hit.

"You are not my opponent; next one."

The training ground was silent; no one had expected that a man who was just an ordinary person a year ago had become so powerful in a year. The level of Over-Eight Wings was crushed by him to such an extent; just how strong is he?

The faces of the Magic Party members all turned grim. Bach squinted slightly, looking at Xia Hao standing tall in the center of the training ground, a bad thought emerged in his mind. It seemed like this man was much stronger than he had imagined.

"Mr. Xia’s progress truly amazes me; I can feel that he has become even stronger," Old Prince Bruch sighed, sitting to the side.

An Yiqing did not reply; this was the first time she had seen a real Blood Clan duel. Once again, she deeply felt it was quite frustrating not being able to fly.

After a secret discussion, Bach and the Magic Party changed their combat plan. They replaced the second expert who was supposed to appear with a Chief Aixier from one of their families.

Old Prince Bruch became angry when he saw Aixier come on stage.

"Aixier, how shameless you are! A thousand-year-old guy dares to come and bully a young man in his twenties! Do you have no face at all?"

Aixier widened his eyes but said nothing. Honestly, he also felt embarrassed. However, Bach laughed.

"Bruch, within the Blood Clan, there are only the strong and no elders. If Mr. Xia wants to become the Chairman of the Dark Council, he must possess the strength to defeat everyone. Mr. Xia, what do you think?"

Xia Hao did not respond to Bach’s words, nor did he even look at him. He nodded towards Aixier, "Let’s begin."

Aixier returned the salute, his expression gradually becoming serious. He quietly stood in place, watching Xia Hao, always looking for an opportunity to attack.

Xia Hao maintained his calm expression, but this time, he moved first.

His tall figure turned into a streak of blood-red light as Xia Hao suddenly charged out. Feeling the oppressive aura coming towards him, Aixier’s pupils shrank, and with a screech, his Ten-Winged Black Feathers suddenly unfurled, soaring into the sky.

An Yiqing pressed her red lips slightly, Ten-Winged Black Feathers!

"Your Royal Highness the Prince, how does this person’s strength compare to yours?"

Prince Bruch shook his head, "Although he is also Ten-Winged, compared to me, he is still lacking somewhat. Mr. Xia should not be defeated by him."

On the field, Aixier unleashed his combat power, his momentum fully open. The Ten-Winged Black Feathers were enormous, stirring up gales in the air. Xia Hao still did not unseal his combat mode; he relied on his bare hands, continuously launching a set of symbolic attacks. The blood-red light became increasingly dazzling.

Aixier was powerful, but he could not withstand Xia Hao’s symbolic attacks. So many symbols, striking his body consecutively. Aixier was greatly astonished; it was his first time seeing such a combat style. What kind of spell is this? When did the Blood Clan acquire this kind of battle mode?

Then, Xia Hao suddenly tapped his feet, rising into the air. He circled his hands in front of his chest, a dazzling blood-red glow growing larger between his hands. Accompanied by the blinding red light, Xia Hao’s clothes fluttered without wind. His handsome brows appeared particularly enchanting in the blood-red light.

Seeing this, Aixier immediately imitated the action, though his light sphere was slightly larger, and the surrounding winds were more intense.

"Why doesn’t Mr. Xia unseal his combat mode?" Eddie exclaimed, knowing Aixier’s monstrous strength well. Can Xia Hao really withstand it?

Old Prince Bruch and An Yiqing watched Xia Hao’s figure intently; upon hearing Eddie’s words, the old prince gave him a glance.

"Mr. Xia deliberately avoids unsealing his combat mode. I think he wants to test his own limits."

"Test his limits?! At a time like this?!" Eddie exclaimed again, "Aixier’s monstrous strength is so great; if Xia Hao gets hit, what about his subsequent matches?!"

An Yiqing continued watching Xia Hao, but she answered Eddie’s question.

"Xuanjin has a saying, ’breaking precedes establishment’. The greater the challenge to one’s limits, the greater the progress. The saying ’surviving a desperate situation leads to rebirth’ captures this idea. Besides, how do you know that Haozi won’t win with his original form?"

Eddie was stunned, right, how could they be so sure Xia Hao wouldn’t win?

While they were talking, Xia Hao and Aixier moved. Both launched their light spheres; accompanied by intense airflow and gales, the blood-red and dark red light spheres collided brightly, emitting a nerve-racking muffled sound.