As they watched Xiao Ning, who had been swiftly and decisively defeated in the arena, the crowd below fell into a brief silence before erupting into chaos. The shock that had not yet fully dissipated rose again in their hearts. The younger generation of the Xiao family stared in disbelief at Xiao Ning, who lay on the ground, blood seeping from his mouth. As peers, they were well aware of Xiao Ning’s combat prowess; among the young ones, only Xuner could outmatch him. Yet now, he had been thoroughly beaten by Xiao Yan in just two confrontations. This sudden turn of events caught everyone off guard.
Xiao Yu, watching Xiao Ning’s rapid defeat, wore an expression of disbelief, her delicate face flushed. Her slightly open, rosy lips betrayed her inner shock. After a moment, she slowly regained her composure, a faint blush rising to her fair neck as she murmured softly, “How did this little rascal get so strong? Did he find time to practice Dou Techniques while he was cultivating Dou Qi?”
In the VIP section, although Yaphira was prepared, she was still shaken by Xiao Yan’s skill. After a brief silence, a glimmer of curiosity flashed in her alluring eyes as she smiled sweetly at Xiao Zhan beside her, “Hehe, not only is Young Master Xiao Yan’s Dou Qi formidable, but his Dou Techniques are also so refined. I’m sure Clan Leader Xiao must have put in a lot of effort, right?”
To learn advanced Dou Techniques, one needed personal guidance, and it seemed Yaphira assumed Xiao Zhan had been giving Xiao Yan special training. Hearing this, Xiao Zhan was speechless, shaking his head with a bitter smile. He hadn’t taught Xiao Yan any Dou Techniques, and even if he had, he couldn’t have taught him the peculiar techniques he had used. According to his knowledge of the family’s Dou Techniques, he had never heard of such skills.
Since he had never seen them before, there was only one explanation: Xiao Yan’s Dou Techniques were not from the Xiao family!
“If not from the Xiao family, where did Yan learn them?” Puzzled, Xiao Zhan shifted his gaze to the clan’s higher-ups, only to see them casting strange looks back at him. Seeing their gazes, Xiao Zhan was taken aback and then realized they thought he had been secretly training Yan. Shaking his head, he turned his attention back to the black-clad youth in the arena, muttering, “This kid really has a lot of secrets.”
In the arena, Second Elder, who had recovered from his shock, shook his head helplessly, looking at Xiao Yan with a complex expression. The youth stood with his head bowed, his somewhat delicate face calm, showing no signs of pride or arrogance after his victory.
With a sigh, the Second Elder raised his withered hand, about to declare the match over when his expression suddenly changed. In the distance, Xiao Ning, who had fallen to the ground, suddenly sprang up like a crouching leopard. His previously mild Dou Qi suddenly surged, and with a fierce stomp, he launched himself forward, sending splinters flying.
His eyes fixed on Xiao Yan, who was getting closer, Xiao Ning’s face, smeared with blood, looked almost demonic. “Little rascal, die!”
“Xiao Ning, stop!” The sudden change shocked the Second Elder, who shouted loudly, but Xiao Ning, driven by rage and jealousy, paid no heed. Using the power of the “Qi Boosting Powder,” he attacked Xiao Yan with gritted teeth.
The abrupt change in the arena caused a commotion, and Xiao Zhan’s face darkened as he slammed his fist on the table, causing spider-web cracks to spread. Turning to the equally surprised First Elder, he growled, “Old fool, if my son suffers any harm, your grandson won’t be able to make amends with his life alone!”
Xiao Yan’s potential far exceeded Xiao Ning’s. If he were seriously injured due to Xiao Ning’s violation, even with the First Elder’s backing, Xiao Ning would not be let off easily.
Under Xiao Zhan’s fierce glare, the First Elder’s dry face twitched, his mouth tasting bitter. If Xiao Yan were still the same as before, a serious injury would be just that. But now, the family would never abandon this future potential Battle Emperor, even if it meant giving up on the First Elder.
In the arena, the Second Elder’s shout went unheeded. The close distance allowed Xiao Ning to pounce on Xiao Yan, his fists condensing Dou Qi as he roared, “Iron Mountain Fist!”
The surge in strength made the Iron Mountain Fist generate a powerful pressure. The wind blew Xiao Yan’s hair, revealing his cold, black eyes. Facing Xiao Ning’s fierce attack, Xiao Yan surprisingly did not retreat. Clenching his right fist, he bent slightly, like a lion ready to pounce. In an instant, he shot forward like an arrow, charging at Xiao Ning.
Seeing Xiao Yan choose to clash head-on with Xiao Ning, the Second Elder stamped his foot in exasperation, “Idiot!”
“Eight Extremes Collapse!” A low, resounding voice echoed in Xiao Yan’s mind as his fist collided fiercely with Xiao Ning’s under the Second Elder’s horrified gaze.
“Bang!” The two fists met in mid-air. There was a moment of silence, and Xiao Ning’s twisted face turned pale, blood spilling from his mouth. His expression indifferent, Xiao Yan’s arm trembled, and his sleeve crackled. With a push, Xiao Ning’s body, like a leaf in a storm, was flung off the high platform, landing in a heap.
Seeing this, the Second Elder’s pupils constricted, and he drew a sharp breath. The black-clad youth’s figure seemed to have become mysterious in that moment.
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