“To lose… it’s unbelievable…” On the pavilion, Ling Quan and the Fifth Commander stared in disbelief at Yang Hao, who was struggling amidst the rubble. They exchanged a glance, their eyes revealing an unmasked shock. “How did this kid become so powerful…?” Ling Quan clenched his fists, filled with incredulity. Though he knew that Xiao Yan had already surpassed him, he never imagined that Xiao Yan could so easily defeat someone as strong as Yang Hao, who was at the peak of a five-star Dou Zun. Being of the same clan, Ling Quan was well aware of Yang Hao’s strength. The latter possessed several formidable battle techniques, even having mastered the Emperor’s Seal to the ground-breaking level. Such power was rare among his peers. However, in the previous fight, Yang Hao was completely overpowered by Xiao Yan. His fierce attacks did not even scratch Xiao Yan, indicating that his true combat power far exceeded his surface level. “Sigh, I can see why Miss Yanran is interested in him.” His strength is probably on par with my eldest brother,” the Fifth Commander lamented softly. Hearing this, Ling Quan’s expression darkened further.
“Cough…” Inside the pavilion, Yang Hao, buried under the rubble, crawled out, his clothes in tatters, his body blackened and covered in blood. He coughed violently, blood spilling from the corners of his mouth. His hair hung messily, his eyes red and frenzied, fixed on Xiao Yan. This match was a complete disaster. He could not comprehend how he, a five-star Dou Zun, could be so miserably defeated by Xiao Yan! “Damn you, I refuse to accept this!” Anger and humiliation swelled in his heart. In front of such a large audience, his defeat was a disgrace. If word got back to the Ancient Realm, he would be endlessly mocked. Driven by rage, Yang Hao roared, stomped the ground, and despite the pain, lunged at Xiao Yan once more.
Seeing Yang Hao’s irrational behavior, many frowned. This guy was really losing his composure.
“Bang!” Watching Yang Hao’s aggressive charge, Xiao Yan remained indifferent. With a sudden step, his ghostly figure appeared before Yang Hao. His shoulder shook, releasing a fierce blast of energy that struck Yang Hao’s chest.
“Ugh!” Struck again, Yang Hao spat blood and was sent flying, shattering all furniture in his path.
“Tsk, tsk, Yang Hao is truly a fool…” Somewhere in the pavilion, a man chuckled as Yang Hao lunged at Xiao Yan like a madman.
This place was a bit secluded, quieter than the rest. Four figures sat at a table, three men and one woman, each with a burning flame mark on their foreheads, glowing like real flames, exuding heat. The voice came from a man with a slightly playful look.
“Xiao Yan, although only a five-star Dou Zun, possesses a unique Flame, making his Dou Qi far beyond the ordinary. It’s natural for Yang Hao to lose,” said a middle-aged man with thick eyebrows, calmly.
“He also has an incredibly strong soul. Any ghostly move is useless against his Soul Perception… Yang Hao was too arrogant.”
The last man, wearing white robes, appeared handsome, his smile warm. Turning to the woman, she wore a light-red dress, her face veiled, but her revealed features were captivating. Her calm gaze showed no interest in the conversation.
“Fire Chick, don’t ignore us like we don’t exist,” the white-robed man shook his head helplessly.
“I am interested in his unique Flame,” the red-dressed woman finally said, her voice cold yet melodious.
“Gah…” The trio rolled their eyes and just as they were about to speak, she added, “Today is quite lively. It seems the Ancient Clan is not fond of Xiao Yan.”
In the pavilion, the blood-soaked Yang Hao glared at Xiao Yan, breathing heavily. As he was about to charge, a cold shout echoed.
“Yang Hao!”
He froze, regaining some clarity, fists clenched.
“You have disgraced the Ancient Clan!” A figure materialized before him, its icy tone causing a flicker of fear in Yang Hao’s eyes.
“Second Brother.”
Seeing the figure, Ling Quan and the others were stunned, then relieved, dashing to the figure’s side, bowing.
“Hmph!” The figure glanced at them, turning to Xiao Yan on the platform, “Xiao Yan, did you enjoy the fight?”
Xiao Yan looked down at the figure, clad in silver armor, radiating a formidable aura.
“Merely a sparring match,” Xiao Yan replied, recognizing him as the Second Commander, a six-star Dou Zun.
“Black Annihilation Squad’s Second Commander, Lin Xiu. If you enjoy sparring so much, let me try,” Lin Xiu said, appearing on the platform.
“If you want a round robin, you need more people,” Xiao Yan smiled.
“Dealing with you doesn’t require a round robin,” Lin Xiu sneered. Seeing Yang Hao’s public humiliation, he felt compelled to act.
“Are you willing, Xiao Yan?”
“If the Second Commander insists, then let’s start,” Xiao Yan answered, his frown easing. These young geniuses from the Ancient Clan clearly held a grudge against him. Sometimes, a heavy dose of medicine is needed.
As the tension rose, many spectators turned their attention, realizing the rift between the Ancient Clan’s young geniuses and Xiao Yan.
“Lin Xiu, stop this nonsense!” An old, stern voice cut through the air, followed by a gray-clad figure appearing on the platform, scolding Lin Xiu.
“Elder Gu Xu.”
Gu Xu continued, “Nonsense! As the host, you cause trouble for our guests? Step down!”
Unable to argue, Lin Xiu shook his head, glaring at Xiao Yan, “Next time, leave while you can, or entering the Ancient Realm will only humiliate you!”
Xiao Yan’s face remained calm, his eyes flashing with a cold smile.
Lin Xiu left, carrying the unconscious Yang Hao, while Gu Xu turned to Xiao Yan, “It’s been a long time since a member of the Xiao Clan visited. Young people act on impulse. Because of Miss Yanran, you will face many troubles. Be prepared.”
Xiao Yan bowed silently, and Gu Xu gave him a deep look before leaving.
Disappointed by the abrupt end, many still discussed the intense fight, casting glances at Xiao Yan. Ignoring them, he jumped off the platform, suddenly sensing his unique Flame reacting. His gaze shifted to a quiet corner where a red-dressed, veiled woman watched him, a realistic flame mark on her forehead, silently glowing.
“Unique Flame…” Xiao Yan thought, recalling Old Pharmacist’s words about the strange race.
“Could she be from the Flame Clan?”
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