"Sister, Xiao Yan's situation doesn't seem very good." Seeing Xiao Yan lose his weapon in the arena, Xiao Zhu said with some unease.
Xiao Yu's face darkened, and she grumbled, "I don't care if he goes to his death. He just wanted to be a hero. Now look how good it is. He didn't become a hero, and he's being bullied and losing all face." After a moment of silence, Xiao Yu sighed and said, "Prepare to save him. I see that scoundrel Jia Lie Ao seems to want to strike ruthlessly."
Xiao Zhu nodded awkwardly, but didn't dare to provoke her anger.
Compared to the unease of Xiao Yu and Xiao Zhu, Xun Er appeared extremely calm. Her eyes swept over Xiao Yan, who was at a disadvantage in the arena, and a faint smile appeared on her small mouth.
Xiao Yan awkwardly dodged one of Jia Lie Ao's attacks, his body retreating. Thanks to the speed boost from his wind-attribute cultivation method, Jia Lie Ao followed closely, his palm clenched, his expression solemn as he aimed for Xiao Yan's head.
Behind him, a wall had appeared at some unknown point. Although he couldn't avoid it even if he wanted to, Xiao Yan's face remained calm. He slowly exhaled, and a pale yellow Dou Qi surged powerfully from his fist, carrying an unprecedented fierce momentum. He finally met Jia Lie Ao head-on for the first time.
Seeing Xiao Yan actually choose to go head-to-head with Jia Lie Ao like this, the surrounding crowd began to stir. The difference in their cultivation levels was clearly vast. If Xiao Yan had continued to dodge, he could have prolonged the fight, but choosing to resist head-on would undoubtedly lead to an immediate defeat.
Just as everyone was feeling regret for Xiao Yan, his clenched fist suddenly opened. A powerful pushing force abruptly appeared, striking Jia Lie Ao's chest from a distance.
His chest attacked by the strange force, Jia Lie Ao's rapidly advancing body was directly sent flying. His face turned pale, his pupils filled with ferocity, and he exclaimed in panic, "What kind of Dou Skill is this? How can it be so mysterious?"
Seeing Jia Lie Ao suddenly and strangely fly backward in mid-air, everyone in the arena had a look of astonishment.
"Suction Palm!"
With an open palm, aimed at the retreating Jia Lie Ao, Xiao Yan's eyes were extremely sharp, choosing the best timing. Instantly, a powerful suction force fiercely pulled Jia Lie Ao back.
Like a leather ball being tossed back and forth in mid-air, Jia Lie Ao was extremely angry. Gritting his teeth, he watched Xiao Yan getting closer and closer. A hint of ruthlessness flashed across his face. His right fist clenched, and a green Dou Qi rapidly condensed around his fist, finally forming a small current: "Profound Rank Low-Grade Dou Skill: Green Wind Whirlwind Fist!"
The fist in mid-air emitted a sound of breaking wind, and the immense pressure actually blew away all the debris near Xiao Yan.
Narrowing his eyes, feeling the strong wind pressure coming at him, Xiao Yan's expression gradually became serious. His still body instantly twisted. His right foot fiercely stomped on the wall, leaving a half-inch deep footprint on the wall from the immense force. Using the recoil, Xiao Yan's body rapidly spun in mid-air. His right leg formed a strange arc, and at this moment, his soft trouser leg seemed as hard as steel.
"Eight Extremes Collapse!"
With his mouth pressed shut, Xiao Yan's face was cold. After his right leg completed a nearly perfect power accumulation in mid-air, it finally clashed with Jia Lie Ao's heavy punch before everyone's eyes.
"Don't think you're the only three-star Dou Practitioner!"
As their fists and feet clashed, a golden Dou Qi rapidly appeared on Xiao Yan's right thigh. His calm, soft voice caused Jia Lie Ao's expression to change dramatically.
"Boom!" Fists and feet met, a dull thud, like thunder, erupted and spread from the point of impact.
"Crack!" In the instant of contact, a sharp, ear-splitting sound of bone joints breaking immediately followed. Xiao Yan and Jia Lie Ao's bodies were almost simultaneously flung backward.
His body heavily slammed against the wall behind him. Xiao Yan's throat felt sweet, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of fresh blood, splattering dots on the ground.
Seeing Xiao Yan spit blood, the surrounding mercenaries all sighed regretfully. But just as they thought Xiao Yan had lost, Jia Lie Ao, who had been blasted to the ground, suddenly clutched his right hand and wailed miserably as he rolled on the ground.
At this moment, many people with excellent eyesight were watching. When they saw Jia Lie Ao's arm almost twisted and deformed, they couldn't help but gasp, their faces filled with shock.
The slightly noisy street suddenly became quiet at this moment. Shocked gazes fell upon the young man panting under the wall. After a long while, a thunderous cheer erupted.
Xiao Yu slightly parted her small, rosy lips, somewhat disbelievingly watching Jia Lie Ao wailing miserably on the ground. She said in surprise, "This little rascal, he actually won?"
"It seems like that guy's hand was shattered by Xiao Yan..." Xiao Zhu swallowed hard. Xiao Yan's ruthless attack made him recall his own miserable state from last time. However, Jia Lie Ao's current condition was clearly ten times more tragic than his own back then. Seeing Jia Lie Ao's bones almost protruding from his flesh, Xiao Zhu knew that this person's hand was most likely crippled.
Hearing Xiao Zhu's confirmation, Xiao Yu was speechless for a long time. She glared fiercely at Xiao Yan, who was still panting, "So that little rascal had already entered the Dou Shi realm. No wonder he wasn't afraid."
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After sitting on the ground for more than ten minutes, Xiao Yan's body slowly got up. His cold gaze swept over Liu Xi, who was gaping not far away. Dragging his numb right leg, he picked up the iron rod from the side. With a fierce glint in his eyes, he walked with difficulty towards Jia Lie Ao, who was still wailing on the ground. Jia Lie Ao's attack just now had revealed his murderous intent towards him. Towards those who wanted his life, Xiao Yan likewise would not feign any meaningless mercy.
Lying on the ground, watching Xiao Yan get closer and closer, Jia Lie Ao's face held not only resentment but also a hint of panic. Swallowing hard, he also saw the killing intent in Xiao Yan's eyes and quickly said, "I surrender!"
Xiao Yan's face was expressionless, as if he hadn't heard. The iron rod in his hand was gripped even tighter.
Looking at the young man in the arena with a cold expression, even some mercenaries who lived by the sword and blood couldn't be so ruthless. The current Xiao Yan was very difficult to associate with the smiling young man he used to be.
His footsteps halted. Xiao Yan looked down at Jia Lie Ao from above, then suddenly bared his teeth in a grin. His clean, white teeth, however, sent a chill through Jia Lie Ao's heart. Only now did he realize that this young man, who usually hid himself behind a gentle facade, was actually more ruthless than him deep down.
"Die, you useless trash..."
Smiling faintly, Xiao Yan's killing intent surged from his dark pupils. The iron staff in his hand created a tearing sound as it ruthlessly smashed down towards Jia Lie Ao's head.