Chapter 14

"The gap is too wide."

The large man from Lingyun Sect shook his head and sighed, saying, "This child should be about ten years old now, but he's only at the fourth level of Qi Cultivation. It's really a pity. His father probably wasn't particularly outstanding, otherwise... his talent shouldn't be like this."

"My senior sister, her talent is really amazing?" the little girl asked curiously.

"Your senior sister was already at the ninth level of Qi Cultivation at the age of ten, and that was in a place like the Nie Family. This kind of talent is truly outstanding," the large man explained.

The little girl felt a deep respect and said, "That's really impressive."

She had also reached the ninth level of Qi Cultivation, but she knew that her current realm was closely related to her background.

Throughout her cultivation, she had consumed many precious materials, which was crucial.

Nie Jin, in a subordinate family like the Nie Family of Lingyun Sect, could not indulge in taking those rare herbs as she did.

In this situation, for Nie Jin to reach the ninth level of Qi Cultivation at the age of ten, it could only be due to his extraordinary talent.

Logically speaking, since Nie Tian is Nie Jin's son, he should inherit some of his parents' talent.

Even if Nie Tian's father was just an ordinary person, relying solely on his mother's exceptional talent, he shouldn't be so weak.

"Xiao Tian! Come home with me, don't push yourself!" Nie Qian, seeing Nie Tian at a disadvantage, was in a panic and hurriedly said, "Aunt's grudge and hatred don't need you to avenge! Come back with me quickly!"

"Once the battle has started, it must be seen through to the end!" Yuan Qiuying's face was cold, and she stepped in front of Nie Qian, her body emitting waves of spiritual energy, clearly intending to prevent her from interfering, "The one fighting that boy is my son. This doesn't count as me bullying the young."

"They are the same age. If he loses, it's because his cultivation is not enough. You can't blame me for it."

Yuan Qiuying slightly raised her head, looking at Nie Tian, who was smoking from the top of his head, feeling secretly pleased and wishing her son Yun Song would deal another blow to make Nie Tian even more miserable.

Nie Tian's earlier words had hit her sore spot, making her hate him to the bone.

Yun Song, who was laughing triumphantly, clearly understood his mother's intentions. When he noticed Yuan Qiuying quietly blocking Nie Qian and hinting for him to continue, he indeed struck again.

"Zhisshh!"

Clusters of orange-red flames, following the changes in his spiritual incantations, once again flew toward Nie Tian.

Those flames, after leaving his palms, seemed to follow his thoughts and arranged themselves in a "pin" shape, chasing Nie Tian from different directions.

Nie Tian, whose clothes and hair had just been set on fire, knew the flames were incredibly powerful. This time, he didn't resist but kept dodging.

"Ha ha!"

Yun Song's face was full of smiles as he continued to release flames, making more and more flame clusters fly out.

Dozens of flames surrounded Nie Tian, constantly swirling like small burning suns.

Waves of heat were released from the flame clusters, making the area where Nie Tian was standing unbearably hot.

In the midst of those flame clusters, Nie Tian could only quickly dodge to avoid being hit by the flames.

As more and more flames were released by Yun Song, the area where Nie Tian could move became smaller and smaller.

Even Yun Song, due to deliberately releasing many flame clusters and needing to control them with his mind, also consumed a lot of spiritual energy and energy, and sweat began to appear on his forehead.

"Fancy and showy, but not practical!" The little girl, who looked like she was carved from jade, stopped eating sunflower seeds and focused entirely on the battle between Yun Song and Nie Tian. She frowned slightly, "Gathering so many flame clusters and spending too much energy controlling the flames, besides looking good, is actually not very useful."

The large man beside her nodded and gave a fair evaluation, "That Yun family boy's battle skills are indeed too showy. If he were to fully control three flame clusters, their speed and flexibility would increase by two levels."

"But with just three flame clusters, the Nie family boy might have been hit long ago and would have already lost."

"His energy is too scattered, which makes all the flame clusters slow and sluggish, giving the Nie family boy room to move."

After a pause, the large man added, "But even so, as the number of flame clusters increases, the area where the Nie family boy can move becomes smaller and smaller. Defeat is just a matter of time."

"It's still because the gap in their realms is too wide," the little girl said regretfully.

"Boom!"

At that moment, a fist-sized flame finally hit Nie Tian's chest when he failed to dodge in time.

Nie Tian's shirt was set on fire again, and threads of flame power took the opportunity to enter his body.

In pain, Nie Tian's steps became disordered, and more flame clusters rushed toward him, and he was about to be overwhelmed by the flames.

"Nie Tian!" Nie Qian cried out in anguish, ignoring Yuan Qiuying's obstruction, and was about to intervene.

The large man from Lingyun Sect, who was in the crowd, also had his face turn suddenly grim.

Nie Tian was only at the fourth level of Qi Cultivation, while the power within those flame clusters came from Yun Song at the seventh level.

If all those flame clusters hit Nie Tian, he would either die or be seriously injured.

He was from Lingyun Sect, and the Nie Family, where Nie Tian was from, was a subordinate of Lingyun Sect. He absolutely could not stand by and watch the Yun family boy kill Nie Tian in front of him.

"Thump thump thump!"

At that moment, in the dire situation, Nie Tian's heart rate suddenly accelerated.

Without any hesitation, Nie Tian suddenly felt a hidden, unknown power surge from deep within his flesh and blood!

The flame power wandering inside his body was instantly cleansed, and he no longer felt the residual flame power affecting him.

Facing those flame clusters, he suddenly charged toward Yun Song, his eyes filled with a savage and fierce aura.

"Boom boom!"

Each flame cluster hit him, but he didn't feel any pain.

The scorching spiritual energy from the flames splashed onto him but instantly extinguished, with no residual power able to penetrate his pores and enter his body.

He actually broke through the sea of flame clusters!

The large man from Lingyun Sect, who was about to intervene, opened his mouth to shout "Stop!" but the words were stifled in his throat.

"Whoosh!"

Like a bolt of lightning, Nie Tian's figure seemed to instantly reach Yun Song's side.

"Boom!"

With a strange sound, Yun Song was thrown high into the air and then landed heavily on the ground.

Nie Tian stood where Yun Song had been.

From a distance of nearly five meters, he glared at Yun Song and shouted, "Come on, get up and continue!"

"Cough cough!" Yun Song suddenly started coughing violently, a trickle of blood involuntarily seeping from the corner of his mouth.

"Song'er!"

Yuan Qiuying and Yun Zhiguo, seeing the sudden change, screamed and rushed to check Yun Song's injuries, as if their butts were on fire.

"Ah! What just happened?"

"Did I see that wrong? Why is the Nie family boy standing, and the Yun family boy lying on the ground?"

"What exactly happened earlier? I didn't see it clearly."

"Strange! Strange!"

The onlookers were all confused, looking at Nie Tian and the dejected Yun Song, discussing loudly.

The large man from Lingyun Sect, however, saw everything clearly. He saw Nie Tian break through the flame clusters and, like a raging war chariot, fiercely collide with Yun Song's chest, sending Yun Song flying with brute force.

"Little brat! You dare to hurt my Song'er, I'll kill you now!" After checking her son's injuries and finding that two of his ribs were broken, Yuan Qiuying suddenly went mad.

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