Desolate Ning
Xiao Mei and the others halted their footsteps as they watched the young man slowly walk over. Their laughter also gradually weakened.
The young girls beside Xiao Mei looked at the young man who was once considered the glory of their family with wide eyes. The expressions on their faces were filled with regret.
Xiao Mei stood rooted to the ground, feeling a little conflicted. In her heart, she also wanted to have a good chat with this youth who had once made her admire him. Even if he had the help of others, it was impossible for him to surpass her. However, reality told her that the gap between the two of them was getting bigger and bigger. It was obviously unwise to put her mind on a cripple.
Xiao Mei's curved eyebrows furrowed slightly before relaxing. She helplessly thought in her heart,"Say hello. No matter what, he's still my cousin.”
Not knowing what Xiao Mei was thinking, Xiao Yan placed his hands behind his head and lazily walked over.
Looking at Xiao Yan who was just inches away from her, Xiao Mei's pretty little face was about to reveal a smile. However, the young man's actions caused the smile that had yet to completely appear to stiffen on her little face, making her look a little comical.
With both hands behind his head, Xiao Yan acted as if there was no one around him. He walked past the few young ladies without even looking sideways, not showing the slightest reluctance.
Xiao Mei looked at the back of the young man with her red lips slightly open. She was a little stunned. With her looks, when had she ever been treated like this? An inexplicable sense of shame and anger welled up in his heart. He could not help but shout,"Xiao Yan biao-ge."
Xiao Yan's footsteps paused. He did not turn around. His faint tone was like a conversation between strangers,"What's the matter?"
His calm and unfamiliar tone stunned Xiao Mei. She shook her head and said,"No…"
Xiao Yan's eyebrows twitched slightly. He could no longer be bothered. He shook his head and continued to walk forward.
Xiao Mei angrily stomped her feet as she watched the figure disappear at the end of the path. She then followed the same path.
After turning a corner, Xiao Yan raised his head and looked at the spacious room in front of him. On the signboard of the room, there were three large blood red words,'Dou Technique Hall' painted on it.
Xiao Yan was a little surprised when he heard the shouts that were emitted from the Dou Technique Hall. Usually, there were very few people who came here. Why was it so lively today?
Shrugging his shoulders, Xiao Yan casually thought about it before throwing it away and stepping into the Dou Technique Hall.
Waves of cheers from young men and women rolled over the moment they entered the Dou Technique Hall.
The Dou Technique Hall was divided into two parts, the east and west. The east part was where the clan's Dou Techniques were stored, while the west part was a training ground of quite a large scale. At this moment, quite a number of people were clustered around the training ground, excitedly watching the two people competing in the arena.
"Looking at the density of Xiao Ning's Dou Qi, I'm afraid he has already reached 8 Duan Qi.”
"Hehe, two months ago, cousin Xiao Ning had already reached 8 Duan Qi.”
"Although he has 8 Duan Qi, cousin Xun Er has 9 Duan Qi. It seems that it is impossible for cousin Xiao Ning to win.”
"Cousin Xun Er, you can do it!"
Hearing the surprised cry that was emitted from the crowd, Xiao Yan's footsteps paused. His gaze swept around the training ground before finally stopping on the beautiful young lady wearing a light purple dress with interest.
"Why does this girl have the time to compete with others today?”Muttering in his heart, Xiao Yan stopped at the east side of the hall. He randomly took a black scroll from the shelf beside him and slowly opened it. A few large yellow words appeared on the back of the scroll.
[Intermediate Yellow Class: Shattering Stone Palm!]
Leaning leisurely on the bookshelf, Xiao Yan read the training method of the Shattering Stone Palm while his gaze occasionally drifted to the intense battle on the training ground.
The spacious hall seemed to be divided into two worlds. The west side was noisy, while the east side was quiet and peaceful.
Xun Er's opponent was also a youth. However, he should be around seventeen or eighteen years old. He was quite handsome and was not much different from Jia Lie Ao that day.
The young man's name was Xiao Ning, he was the grandson of the Great Elder of the Xiao clan. His talent in cultivation was not bad, he was only seventeen years old, but he had already reached 8 Duan Qi. In the clan, only Xun Er could suppress him.
Xiao Yan did not have much of an impression of this cousin of his. Occasionally, when they met, they would greet each other in an unfamiliar manner before leaving. Perhaps it was because of the somewhat unharmonious atmosphere between his grandfather and his father, but Xiao Yan could always sense that this cousin of his did not seem to be very satisfied with him. Or perhaps it was because of the decadence that he had displayed a few years ago, this cousin had not specially come to find trouble with him during these three years…
Smiling faintly, Xiao Yan shook off the memories in his mind and continued to study the Shattering Stone Palm in his hand.
On the training ground, Xun Er was like a light purple butterfly, gracefully and agilely dodging Xiao Ning's fierce attacks. Her delicate and elegant little face maintained a calm expression.
Xun Er's small hands were a little bored as she blocked a close combat attack from Xiao Ning. Her eyes casually looked around the hall, and after a moment, she suddenly stopped.
Looking at the young man leaning against the bookshelves on the east side of the hall, Xun Er's indifferent little face revealed an elegant and gentle smile.
The surrounding youths could not help but be dumbfounded by the young lady's elegant smile that was like a flash in the pan.
"Cousin Xun Er, be careful!" Just as Xun Er was slightly distracted, a youth's anxious voice suddenly sounded from the crowd.
Xun Er raised her eyebrows slightly when she sensed the ferocious force behind her. Her gaze once again swept toward the young man under the bookshelf.
At the same time, Xiao Yan also raised his head. He eyed Xun Er, who had suddenly suffered a sneak attack. He frowned and helplessly shook his head. His eyes revealed a hidden worry.
Seeing the blame and worry between Xiao Yan's brows, Xun Er playfully blinked her beautiful big eyes. Then, her body suddenly took a small step to the left. With this step, she strangely avoided Xiao Ning's attack…
While his feet were moving, Xun Er's delicate hands emitted a faint golden glow. It was as if she was going through a flower and snatching leaves. It passed through Xiao Ning's palms and landed on his chest.
The tip of Xun Er's foot lightly tapped on the stone floor, and she gracefully turned around, dispelling the force of the push. She indifferently looked at Xiao Ning who had retreated more than ten steps and finally stepped out of the training ground.
Seeing Xun Er defeat Xiao Ning with a single palm, the training ground fell silent for a moment before cheers of praise rang out.
"Ke ke, cousin Xun Er is indeed worthy of being the number one person in the younger generation of the clan. She is really getting stronger and stronger.”After being beaten down by Xun Er, Xiao Ning still had a warm smile on his face. He walked up and gently said.
Staring at the beautiful girl in front of him, the admiration in Xiao Ning's eyes was hard to hide.
Although they were cousins, Xiao Ning knew that most of the people in the family didn't have any blood relations, and Xiao Xun Er didn't have any blood relations with him.
As if she didn't feel Xiao Ning's burning gaze, Xun Er politely shook her head and softly said: "Cousin Desolate Ning, you're too modest." After he finished speaking, he didn't wait for Desolate Ning to continue to get close to him, and walked towards the young man who was buried in the scroll in the east of the hall with a smile.
Being the focal point of the hall, Xun Er's actions were naturally detected by everyone. Numerous pairs of eyes followed Xun Er's route and finally paused on the young man under the bookshelf.
The young man acted as if he didn't hear the burning gazes that filled the training ground. He was still immersed in his own world.
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