Chapter 5

As the young man extended his claw, it was fierce and powerful, as if he could crush even rocks with a hundred pounds of force.

This young man was named Xiao Li, who had reached the peak of the sixth level of Body Tempering, and at just fifteen, he was quite arrogant.

Because everyone in the Xiao family knew that Xiao Yun's strength was even inferior to those at the initial stage of Body Tempering.

"Hmph, let's see how you can still act so cocky." Seeing this, the other few young men all wore cold smiles, waiting to see Xiao Yun make a fool of himself.

"Ridiculous!" Xiao Yun's eyes flashed, a hint of sharpness appearing at the corners. He held the demonic python with his left hand, and with a swift movement of his right hand, he gripped Xiao Li's extended claw as if it were an iron clamp, causing Xiao Li's momentum to falter.

With his palm gripped, Xiao Li felt a tremendous force, leaving him feeling powerless.

"How is this possible?" Xiao Li's face was full of surprise. "How can you have such strength?"

However, just as he was surprised, Xiao Yun used his palm to pull the young man's body, causing him to lose balance. Then, with a swift kick, Xiao Yun sent Xiao Li flying far away, the sound of bones breaking clearly audible.

Thud!

Xiao Li, in pain, with a broken rib, was kicked to the ground.

Silence...

The training ground was unusually quiet, and even the sound of breathing could be heard clearly.

Xiao Cheng and the other young men stared at the young man in front of them, feeling dizzy and disoriented.

"Was that Xiao Yun who made the move just now?" The few young men looked at each other, finding it hard to believe what they had just seen.

Could the waste Xiao Yun actually resist Xiao Li's attack and kick him away?

"This can't be true."

"This must be because Xiao Li underestimated him, giving Xiao Yun a chance to take advantage." After exchanging glances, this thought appeared in everyone's mind.

"No, this can't be true." Xiao Li was the most shocked, finding it hard to accept that he had been injured by this well-known waste. If this were true, wouldn't he become the weakest among his peers?

"You, a waste, how dare you hurt me?" Xiao Li roared in anger, enduring the pain and crawling over, ready to pounce.

"Xiao Li, how dare you!" Seeing that Xiao Li was still unrepentant and ready to attack again, Xiao Yun's eyes narrowed, and he shouted, "You, a mere collateral descendant, dare to move against me? Do you still respect the family rules of the Xiao family?"

"Hmph, what's so great about being a collateral descendant? I'm still better than you, a waste who hasn't improved in eight years." Xiao Li sneered, his hands forming a starting posture, like a fierce tiger pouncing, and he attacked the Xiao Yun who was carrying the demonic python.

"Stubborn to the end." Xiao Yun's eyes flashed with a cold light, staring intently at the fierce young man. He just slightly sidestepped to avoid the sharp attack, then his palm turned into a knife, slicing fiercely into the young man's waist.

Ah!

As the palm knife cut down, Xiao Li collapsed on the ground, letting out a scream of pain.

Huff!

Seeing Xiao Li lying on the ground, the other young men's eyes all showed a hint of seriousness.

If the first time was due to Xiao Li's underestimation, this time he had attacked with full force!

Could Xiao Yun be more than just the sixth level of Body Tempering?

Thinking of this, Xiao Cheng and the others all took a deep breath, their gazes becoming quite strange when they looked at the young man.

"Can you, with your strength, still call me a waste?" Xiao Yun glanced at Xiao Li, his eyes narrowing, and he said, "Whoever offends me will be repaid tenfold." After saying this, his gaze swept around, intentionally or unintentionally looking at the other young men.

Most of these people were collateral descendants, bullying others with Xiao Cheng. They had mocked Xiao Yun for years.

As a direct descendant of the Xiao family, his status was not something ordinary people could compare to. How could he allow these people to bully him?

In the past, Xiao Yun's cultivation had stagnated, and he had to endure. Now that his cultivation speed had recovered, why should he continue to endure?

"Is he still that waste Xiao Yun?"

"Why do I feel his aura is overwhelming, like a sharp sword about to be unsheathed?" Seeing Xiao Yun walk past them, the young men felt a strange fear, their hearts racing.

"Could his cultivation have started to recover?" Thinking of this, everyone shivered.

"Has he really recovered his strength?" Xiao Cheng's brows furrowed, feeling a strange pressure.

If Xiao Yun's talent returns, won't my status in the clan be affected?

The others were also terrified. If Xiao Yun recovers his talent, will he let them off?

They had mocked this young man for years!

"Did you, did you break through?" Xiao Li, injured on the ground, looked at the young man in fear.

"Yes." Xiao Yun replied calmly.

"How could you break through after not advancing for eight years?" Xiao Li's face was full of disbelief.

"Who said I, Xiao Yun, would be mediocre all my life?" Xiao Yun glanced at everyone indifferently. "The tide of fortune will eventually turn, and I, Xiao Yun, will rise one day."

After saying this, Xiao Yun walked away.

"He broke through, he really broke through." The young men were stunned, muttering to themselves.

"What's there to fear? He just reached the seventh level of Body Tempering, so what?" Someone sneered. "Maybe after this, he won't break through for another eight years. By then, we will have reached the Xiantian realm, so why should we fear him?"

Hearing this, everyone relaxed, but their hearts still tightened when they looked at the young man.

"Xiao Yun, stop! Did you think you could just walk away after injuring someone?" Xiao Cheng shouted, his brows raised.

"What, are you going to stand up for him?" Xiao Yun stopped, looking back at the fierce Xiao Cheng.

This Xiao Cheng was his cousin, who had already reached the eighth level of Body Tempering.

"I see you look good, so your cultivation must have improved. Since that's the case, I, as your elder brother, will give you some guidance." Xiao Cheng grinned, leaped forward, and punched at Xiao Yun, the fierce wind from his punch making the skin hurt.

The punch was fierce, with flashes of light, like iron fists falling, aiming to overwhelm the young man.

This was a Yellow-grade combat technique called Falling Rock Fist.

One punch, like a rock falling from a cliff, left no room for the person below to dodge.

The punch was extremely fast, with flashes of light and several follow-up moves. Even if Xiao Yun's awakened martial soul gave him strong perception, it was hard to avoid the punch while carrying the demonic python. He frowned, gathering all his strength to meet the punch with a palm.

"Stop!" At this moment, a cold snort echoed like thunder, and a gust of wind struck, shattering Xiao Cheng's fierce punch shadow.

"Uncle Hu!" Xiao Yun, who was about to make a move, felt the pressure on his body disappear. He looked up and saw the middle-aged man who had suddenly appeared, and a smile appeared in his eyes as he nodded slightly.

This man was Xiao Hu.

Uncle Hu nodded slightly, then his eyes turned sharp, staring at Xiao Cheng. "How could you attack Xiao Yun?"

Under Uncle Hu's gaze, the other young men all shrank back, showing fear.

"It's nothing, I just wanted to test my cousin Xiao Yun's strength." Xiao Cheng shrugged, indifferent.

"Test his strength?" Uncle Hu frowned. "Do you need to use martial techniques to test his strength?"

"I didn't hurt him, anyway." Xiao Cheng raised his brows, still speaking lightly.

"You, child." Uncle Hu frowned deeply.

"Uncle Hu, if there's nothing else, we'll be leaving." Xiao Cheng, with a light expression, signaled to the other young men, lifting the injured Xiao Li and leaving, seemingly not taking Uncle Hu seriously.

Seeing this, Uncle Hu could only shake his head helplessly.

With the old master in seclusion, the person in charge of the Xiao family was Xiao Cheng's father. With his low status, he couldn't do anything about it.

"Are you okay, Young Master Yun?" Uncle Hu shook his head, then looked at the young man still carrying the demonic python.

"I'm fine." Xiao Yun replied indifferently.

"Xiao Cheng is just like that, don't take it to heart." Uncle Hu said.

"The dignity that belongs to me, I will reclaim it eventually." Xiao Yun's tone was calm, but there was a hint of confidence in his voice.

The change in the young man made Uncle Hu pause, then his eyes brightened. "Was Xiao Li injured by you just now?"

Uncle Hu had seen Xiao Li being hit from a distance and was quite puzzled.

"Yes." Xiao Yun nodded.

"Did you... break through?" Hearing this, Uncle Hu's eyes brightened, looking excitedly at the young man.

"Accidentally reached the seventh level of Body Tempering." Xiao Yun smiled nonchalantly.

"What! You broke through." Uncle Hu was quite excited. This young man hadn't made much progress in eight years!

"Yes." Xiao Yun nodded indifferently.

"Has your talent returned?" Uncle Hu asked, staring at the young man.

"Let's see." Xiao Yun replied.

"Breaking through is good, breaking through is good." Uncle Hu said. "If the old master hears this news, he will be very happy."

"Uncle Hu, thank you this time. I'll go home now." After a few words, Xiao Yun said.

"Go ahead." Uncle Hu replied.

Xiao Yun left with the demonic python on his back.

"I hope Young Master Yun can recover his talent." Uncle Hu muttered, watching the young man leave.

Over the years, Xiao Yun had been diligently practicing in the training ground, almost without fail, knowing he wouldn't break through but never giving up. This perseverance and indomitable spirit were unmatched by any of his peers.

Even Uncle Hu was moved by this, and he was genuinely happy to see Xiao Yun break through.

"Where were you yesterday, Young Master Yun?"

"Brother, are you okay?" When Xiao Yun returned home, Huan'er and Xiao Ling'er both asked with concern.

"I'm fine." Xiao Yun laughed. "Huan'er, ask Aunt Li to stew this demonic python. It's a demonic beast, very nourishing. We haven't had a good meal in a long time. Make armor from the skin for everyone to keep warm."

After leaving the demonic python, Xiao Yun immediately cleaned up and changed into clean clothes.

After the meal, Xiao Yun felt his energy and spirit were more abundant.

"The flesh and blood of a demonic beast are indeed extraordinary." Xiao Yun nodded, thinking, "I should hunt more demonic beasts in the future."

Not only did he feel more energetic, but his sister's health also improved.

"I will work hard to cultivate and reach the Xiantian realm as soon as possible." Under the night sky, Xiao Yun sat on his bed, absorbing the essence of heaven and earth. After the events of the day, he yearned for strength even more. In the past, he would have been powerless against Xiao Li's attack.

But this time, he easily overpowered him.

"Xiao Cheng, I will defeat you soon!" Xiao Yun's eyes narrowed, and he clenched his fists tightly, a determined expression on his still somewhat childish face, vowing to avenge his past humiliation.

He knew Xiao Li dared to attack him because Xiao Cheng was backing him.

Otherwise, a mere collateral descendant wouldn't dare to attack him.

After all, Xiao Yun was the grandson of the old clan leader!

With the family cultivation technique, Xiao Yun continuously absorbed the essence of heaven and earth.

By the next morning, the energy in his dantian had become even more abundant.

He stopped cultivating as the sun rose.

This time, the martial soul did not absorb the energy in his dantian, which strengthened Xiao Yun's confidence.

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