Chapter 43

Looking at Xiao Ning, who had been defeated cleanly and decisively in the arena, the audience, after a brief silence, quickly fell into a commotion. The shock that had not yet completely dissipated began to slowly rise again in their hearts.

The young generation of the Xiao family all stared with wide eyes at Xiao Ning, who was lying on the ground, spitting blood. As peers, they were very clear about Xiao Ning's combat strength. Among the young generation of the Xiao family, apart from Xun'er, who could surpass him, he could be said to be unmatched. However, now, he had been defeated so thoroughly in just two encounters with Xiao Yan. This sudden turn of events left everyone somewhat at a loss.

Below the stage, Xiao Yu, with her beautiful face, was also filled with disbelief. Her slightly parted, rosy lips revealed her inner shock.

After a while, she slowly regained her composure. A faint blush spread across her long, fair neck, and she murmured softly, "This little rascal, how did he become so strong? Could it be that while cultivating his Combat Qi, he also had time to practice combat techniques?"

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"Hehe, Young Master Xiao Yan not only has formidable Combat Qi, but his mastery of combat techniques is also so exquisite. I believe Clan Leader Xiao must have put in a lot of effort, right?" In the VIP seats, although she was mentally prepared, Ya Fei was still shocked by Xiao Yan's skills. After a brief silence, her alluring eyes flickered with a hint of unusual light as she smiled at Xiao Zhan beside her.

To learn advanced combat techniques, one must have someone personally teach the secrets of the techniques. It seemed that Ya Fei assumed Xiao Zhan was the one giving Xiao Yan private lessons.

Hearing this, Xiao Zhan was speechless. He shook his head with a bitter smile. Not only had he never taught Xiao Yan any combat techniques, but even if he wanted to, he couldn't teach the strange combat technique Xiao Yan had used earlier. Based on his knowledge of the family's combat techniques, he had never heard of such a technique.

Since he had never seen it, there was only one reason: The combat technique Xiao Yan used was not from the Xiao family at all!

"If it's not from the Xiao family, where did Yan'er learn it?" Xiao Zhan felt a bit puzzled and shifted his gaze to the higher-ups of the family. He saw that they were looking at him with somewhat strange expressions.

Seeing their gazes, Xiao Zhan was taken aback and then stunned. They also thought he was the one giving Yan'er private lessons?

With a helpless shrug, Xiao Zhan didn't bother to explain. He shifted his gaze back to the black-clad youth in the arena and muttered to himself, "This little guy really has a lot of secrets."

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In the arena, the Second Elder, who had recovered from his shock, shook his head helplessly and looked at Xiao Yan with a complex expression.

The young man stood with his head bowed, his slightly delicate and youthful face calm, without a trace of arrogance or pride after his victory.

Sighing lightly, the Second Elder raised his withered hand high, about to announce the end of the match, when his expression suddenly changed.

In the distance, Xiao Ning, who had been lying on the ground, suddenly sprang up like a crouching leopard. His originally faint Combat Qi suddenly surged. He stomped his foot hard on the wooden floor, and his figure shot forward, sending wood chips flying.

Staring at the approaching Xiao Yan with a somewhat sinister look, the blood at the corner of Xiao Ning's mouth made his face appear more ferocious: "Little rascal, die!"

"Xiao Ning, stop!"

The sudden change stunned the Second Elder, and he immediately shouted. However, Xiao Ning, whose mind was filled with anger and jealousy, ignored him and, taking advantage of the effects of the "Qi Enhancing Powder," attacked Xiao Yan with a grimace.

The sudden change in the arena also caused a commotion among the audience. The faces of Xiao Zhan and the others in the VIP seats changed dramatically. They could clearly feel that Xiao Ning now possessed the strength of a Fighter!

"He took the 'Qi Enhancing Powder'!" Ya Fei, who was well-informed, saw Xiao Ning's sudden surge in strength and her face changed slightly as she said in a low voice.

"Damn!" Hearing this, Xiao Zhan's face darkened even more. He slammed his fist on the table in front of him, causing spider-web-like cracks to spread. Turning his head, he glared fiercely at the First Elder, whose face also showed a slight change: "Old man, if anything happens to my son, your grandson won't be enough to make up for it!"

Xiao Yan's potential now far exceeded that of Xiao Ning. If he were to suffer irreparable injuries in the match due to Xiao Ning's violation of the rules, even if Xiao Ning's backer was the First Elder, the family would not let him off easily.

Being glared at like a vicious wolf, the First Elder's withered face twitched slightly, and his mouth felt a bit bitter. If Xiao Yan were still the old Xiao Yan, then so be it if he got injured. But now... the family would not abandon this young man who had the potential to become a Great Emperor, even if it meant abandoning the First Elder himself!

In the arena, the Second Elder's shouts had no effect. The short distance allowed Xiao Ning to quickly pounce on Xiao Yan. Combat Qi rapidly condensed in his fists, and he roared fiercely, "Iron Mountain Fist!"

The sudden surge in strength made this Iron Mountain Fist bring a strong pressure wind.

The wind blew back Xiao Yan's bangs, revealing a pair of cold, black eyes.

Facing Xiao Ning's powerful attack, Xiao Yan unexpectedly did not retreat. He clenched his right fist, bent his body slightly, and, like a coiled lion ready to pounce, remained still for a moment before dashing forward like an arrow released from a bow.

Seeing Xiao Yan choose to confront the now stronger Xiao Ning head-on, the Second Elder stomped his foot in frustration: "Idiot!"

"Eight Extremes Collapse!"

A deep, low voice echoed in his mind. In the Second Elder's somewhat terrified gaze, Xiao Yan's fist collided fiercely with Xiao Ning's.

"Bang!" The two fists met in mid-air, and after a brief silence, Xiao Ning's ferocious face suddenly turned pale, and blood flowed continuously from the corner of his mouth.

With a cold expression, Xiao Yan's arm trembled violently, and his sleeve seemed to crackle. He pushed his fist forward, and Xiao Ning's body, like a leaf in a strong wind, was thrown off the high platform in front of countless shocked gazes.

Seeing this, the Second Elder on the stage's eyes widened, and he couldn't help but take a deep breath. The black-clad youth's figure in the distance seemed to become even more mysterious at that moment.

(There will be more updates tonight, ^_^)