All the gazes present shifted over with great interest as they watched the two young men confronting each other on the high platform. They also wanted to know if this young man, who had once again created a miracle after three years, also possessed such a frightening progress in the training of Dou Techniques.
In the VIP seats, Xiao Zhan frowned as he looked at Xiao Ning who had come up to challenge him. His expression was a little ugly. Although Xiao Yan's Dou Qi was beyond his expectations, he had never seen Xiao Yan go to the Dou Technique Hall to find a Dou Technique Master to learn Dou Techniques.
One should know that Dou Techniques were different from the Low Level Dou Qi. Low Level Huang Dou Techniques could be learned by one's own hands, but some Middle Level and High Level Huang Dou Techniques required the family's Dou Masters to teach them. However, in these past few years, Xiao Zhan had never heard from the family's Dou Masters that Xiao Yan had learned Dou Techniques from them. On the contrary, Xiao Ning was a frequent visitor.
According to Xiao Zhan's understanding, Xiao Ning, who was only at 8 Duan Qi this year, had mastered at least 3 Middle Huang class Dou Techniques and 1 High Huang class Dou Technique. These Dou Techniques were enough to make it difficult for Xiao Yan to find a match for someone of the same level. In this competition, Xiao Yan seemed to be at a disadvantage.
"Ke ke, clan head Xiao, do you think that little young master Xiao Yan can win?”Ya Fei, who was standing beside Xiao Zhan, asked with a smile.
Xiao Zhan slowly suppressed the anger he felt because of Xiao Ning and said with a faint smile,"Yan Er is not very proficient in Dou Techniques, and he has only recently reached 8 Duan Qi. Against Xiao Ning who has been at this level for a year, I'm afraid that his chances of winning are not very high.”
"Oh, really?" Ya Fei's alluring eyes moved slightly as she blinked her long eyelashes. Her pretty eyes carried a little laziness as she looked at the calm and composed black clothed young man in the arena. Her rosy little mouth suddenly lifted and her smiling pretty face had a mature charm,"I do not know why, but I am extremely confident in little young master Xiao Yan. I think that he will definitely be able to obtain victory.”
Xiao Zhan was surprised by her confidence. He smiled and shook his head."Then I'll have to borrow Ya Fei young lady's good words.”
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Looking at Xiao Yan who was standing casually in front of him, Xiao Ning sneered. He slowly clenched his fists and a faint Dou Qi circulated within his body, bringing about a strong feeling of power.
After a moment of silence, Xiao Ning's feet stomped on the ground and his body rushed towards Xiao Yan. As he rushed forward, Xiao Ning's hands were slightly bent and his ten sharp nails were glowing with a cold light.
When he was only half a meter away from Xiao Yan, Xiao Ning's body suddenly stopped. His right claw drew a crafty arc and went straight for Xiao Yan's throat: "Huang Rank Middle Level Dou Technique: Claw Splitting Strike!”
Xiao Yan's expression was calm as he eyed the claw that was swiftly attacking him. He raised his hand in a neither hurried nor slow manner. His slightly curled hand was suddenly pushed open and a powerful pushing force shot out explosively…
Under this sudden force, Desolate Ning's face changed. He felt as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer. He was forced to retreat more than ten steps before he finally stopped.
On the high platform, Xiao Zhan was slightly surprised to see this scene. Ya Fei, who was beside him, smiled sweetly and elegantly picked up the white jade teacup in front of her. Her red lips slightly opened and she gently took a sip.
"This little fellow is really hiding his strength…" A charming smile appeared on the corner of Ya Fei's lips as she muttered in her heart.
"You…what Dou Technique is this?" Touching his chest, Xiao Ning's expression changed slightly as he asked.
Xiao Yan glanced at him indifferently. He immediately lowered his gaze and looked at his palm. Although the name of this 'Fire Blowing Palm' was unpleasant to hear, the powerful pushing force created by it did indeed satisfy Xiao Yan.
Seeing that Xiao Yan was ignoring him, Xiao Ning's face trembled slightly. He gritted his teeth and rushed towards Xiao Yan with anger.
Xiao Yan's extended hand didn't close. He narrowed his eyes as he watched Xiao Ning getting closer and closer. The corner of his mouth slowly lifted into a cold arc.
He opened his right hand and suddenly clenched it. A fierce suction force shot out from his palm."Xuan class Dou Technique: Sucking Palm!"
Seeing Xiao Yan shake hands again, Xiao Ning subconsciously grabbed the ground. However, before the pushing force arrived, a suction force pulled him forward.
His body drew an arc in the air and directly collided with Xiao Yan, who had an unknown smile on the corner of his mouth.
Although Xiao Ning was pulled up by the suction force, he couldn't help but smile when he saw Xiao Yan getting closer and closer to him. He smiled coldly and Dou Qi quickly gathered on his fist.
"Iron Mountain Fist!" With a loud shout, Xiao Ning clenched his fist tightly. A sharp wind breaking force sounded in the air and immediately landed on Xiao Yan's shoulder. From the looks of it, if he was hit, Xiao Yan's arm would definitely be seriously injured. It seemed that this fellow had no intention of holding back from the beginning.
Iron Mountain Fist was a High Yellow Class Dou Technique. It was powerful and one needed to be at least 7 Duan Qi to be able to learn it.
Xiao Yan narrowed his eyes as he felt the sharp force. He slowly exhaled and the circulation route of the Dou Qi in his body changed: "Xuan class Dou Technique: Flame Blowing Palm!"
As the cry in Xiao Yan's heart sounded, a wild pushing force was once again shot out from Xiao Yan's palm.
"Bang!" The air rippled slightly, and an invisible counter-force fiercely hit Desolate Ning's body. The two opposing forces pincered him, causing his face to turn pale.
"Pfft."
The two opposing forces were pushed back. After a moment of stalemate, Desolate Ning was directly knocked down to the ground by the pushing force. He was knocked back more than ten meters before he slowly stopped. At the same time, he spat out a mouthful of blood.
Looking at the paralyzed Xiao Ning on the ground and the quiet scene, Xiao Yan's hand slowly moved down and lightly exhaled: "You lost…"
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