Chapter 10

The oppressive aura suddenly enveloped the area, making the surrounding air seem to be sucked dry, making it hard to breathe. A hint of a cold smile flashed across the young man's face as he said coldly, "Kid, do you want me to let you off easy?"

"Don't act tough, acting tough invites lightning!" In response to the young man's cold smile, Xiao Yan said lightly, making the young man feel somewhat embarrassed, and a trace of anger immediately rose to his face.

"You... You're asking for it, so don't blame me." The young man was slightly angry at Xiao Yan's words, for he had never experienced such humiliation. A chilling aura immediately spread from his eyes and brows.

After Xiong Yuan finished instructing, he noticed that Xiao Yan was no longer by his side, but Xiao Yan's aura could not escape Xiong Yuan's tracking.

"How did he go to the arena? I'm afraid it's not a good thing." Xiong Yuan, fearing that something might happen to Xiao Yan, hurriedly flew in the direction of the arena.

"Emperor Flame Body—" Xiao Yan shouted, and his body instantly expanded into a ten-thousand-foot giant, with countless fire dragons circling around him, looking quite peculiar.

Wu Yong did not fall behind, releasing his own Emperor Body. With a slight movement, a large palm brought a whistling wind and rushed over.

Xiao Yan did not dodge the incoming large palm but instead punched directly at it.

"Bang—"

A dull sound echoed, and the surrounding air immediately carried a visible force. The two ten-thousand-foot figures instantly took several steps back, and a smile appeared at the corner of Xiao Yan's mouth.

"What? Impossible!" Wu Yong's face was full of surprise.

How could Wu Yong not be surprised? Xiao Yan was only at the initial stage of a one-star Emperor, yet he could directly confront him at the mid-stage. If this news spread, how could he save face? Even a mid-stage one-star Emperor was not his match, let alone this guy who was just a one-star Emperor at the initial stage, surrounded by countless fire dragons. Seeing Xiao Yan, Wu Yong couldn't help but feel a bit frightened.

"Great Heavenly Creation Palm!" Xiao Yan roared, and his palm instantly expanded several times, with fire dragons converging on it. A massive palm imprint fiercely rushed towards Wu Yong.

Wu Yong's face changed slightly, and a ten-thousand-foot long spear suddenly appeared in his hand. He shouted, "Emperor Swift Spear!"

A massive spear shadow flashed, and the two energy forces collided. Xiao Yan's Great Heavenly Creation Palm immediately collapsed, and a hint of satisfaction appeared on Wu Yong's face. After breaking Xiao Yan's attack, he directly swung the long spear in his hand and stabbed at Xiao Yan.

Suddenly, a colorful giant ruler appeared in front of Xiao Yan.

"Clang!" A clear collision sound echoed, and Wu Yong's figure was instantly pushed back several steps. He looked at the weapon that suddenly appeared in Xiao Yan's hand with a cold expression.

"Stop!" A roar sounded behind the two, making Wu Yong's body involuntarily tremble. It was Xiong Yuan's voice.

"Wu Yong, what are you doing? Stop immediately!" Xiong Yuan's face was very ugly. If anything happened to Xiao Yan, he wouldn't be able to explain to the Ming Emperor.

Seeing Xiong Yuan's angry face, Wu Yong immediately lowered his head. His strength was still far from Xiong Yuan's, so he dared not move.

At this moment, Xiao Yan smiled and said, "Hehe, Brother Xiong Yuan, this senior was just sparring with me and had no intention of hurting me. Please don't blame him."

Hearing Xiao Yan's words, Wu Yong's face immediately turned red. He didn't expect that in the end, it would be Xiao Yan who pleaded for him, despite his earlier excessive behavior.

"Hmph, Xiao Yan, you don't need to speak well of him. I know this kid's character very well." Xiong Yuan coldly snorted and then looked at Wu Yong, who had his head bowed low, and shouted angrily, "Wu Yong, do you know he is a member of the Xiao Clan?"

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