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BTTH 42
With that announcement, everyone's gaze turned to the two youths on the stage.
Everyone was curious about this young man who had created a miracle after 3 years. Does he possess a Dou technique with the same talent that he possesses in Dou Qi cultivation? Does he have the same frightening learning speed?
On the VIP Guest chair, Xiao Zhan furrowed his brows as he looked at Xiao Yan on the stage with a somewhat uncomfortable expression on his face.
Although Xiao Yan's Dou Qi had progressed beyond Xiao Zhan's expectations, he had never seen Xiao Yan go to the Dou Technique Hall and look for the Dou Technique, he had also never seen him practice the Dou Technique at all.
One must note that the training of the Dou Technique is different from the training of Dou Qi.
If one were to learn a low Huang level Dou Technique, all that was required was his own hard work that was understood only through training.
An intermediate or even high-level technique, however, would require more practice, it required personal instruction from the Clan Technique Instructor. For the past few years, Xiao Zhan had never heard of Xiao Yan approaching one of the clan instructors to learn the Dou Technique. On the other hand, Xiao Ning regularly watched over them to learn techniques.
To the knowledge of Xiao Zhan, 8 Duan Xiao Ning had already mastered three middle Huang high-level techniques and one. One of those techniques would put him one step ahead of every fighter on the same level. It seemed that Xiao Yan would be harmed in this battle.
“Ha. Elder Clan Xiao, what are you going to say? Is victory possible for the young master, Xiao Yan? ”By Xiao Zhan's side, Ya Fei, whose eyes were fixed on the stands, asked with a sweet smile.
Xiao Zhan calmed his anger towards Xiao Ning
“Yan-er is not yet proficient with the current Dou Technique. Furthermore he had just reached 8 Duan, while Xiao Ning had reached that stage for over a year. It's unfortunate, but I'm afraid the chances of winning won't be very high. ”
“Oh, really?” Ya Fei slowly blinked her long eyelashes, her alluring eyes sweeping over as she stared at the quiet black-clothed youth on the stage. Her lips curled upwards with a small smile, giving her a beautiful face,
“I don't know why, but I am very confident in young master Xiao Yan. I think he can claim victory in this fight. ”
Xiao Zhan was shocked at his confidence. He paused for a moment before smiling and shaking his head
“Let's hope Miss Ya Fei's words come true.”
Facing Xiao Yan who was still standing, Xiao Ning sneered and clenched both of his fists as he took an attacking stance. His Dou Qi faintly flowed as he walked forward, giving him an even more menacing look.
Not a word was spoken, Xiao Ning's feet exploded from the ground bringing herself close to Xiao Yan. And, without the slightest hesitation Xiao Ning clenched her hands, each of her nails gleaming like metal
Standing there, less than half a meter away from Xiao Yan, Xiao Ning stopped. His right hand took the shape of a claw and strangled to Xiao Yan's neck.
“Middle Huang Level Dou Technique: Terrible Claws!”
Xiao Yan looked at his claws with indifference. He slowly raised one palm curving inward and suddenly straightened it, causing a huge pushing force
There, watching from the chair above, Xiao Zhan stared down in astonishment. At her side, Ya Fei smiled sweetly. He observed attentively, his red lips gently clinging onto his white tea cup, slowly sipping on the tea.
“This child ... he is truly a treasure ..” Ya Fei pondered, her charming lips sipping the cup once more.
“What ... What is this Dou Technique?” Xiao Ning said as she rubbed the sore part on her chest, her face paled as she asked.
Xiao Yan glanced at him coldly before lowering his head. The name “Fire Palm” is quite bland but the technique could release quite a powerful force, which made him smile
Xiao Ning's face trembled as he saw Xiao Yan ignore him, his jaw clamping tightly as he attacked once more
With palms stretched out, Xiao Yan narrowed his eyes at the annoying Xiao Ning and let his mouth spin into a cruel grin.
His right hand opened slowly then closed suddenly. A strong attraction emerged from his palm. Xuan Level Dou Technique: Vacuum Hands!
Seeing Xiao Yan's hand close, Xiao Ning involuntarily stomped her foot more firmly onto the ground. However, the power used was inadequate. He felt himself attracted and was sent flying arched like a bow towards Xiao Yan who had a strange smile engraved on his face.
Even though Xiao Ning's body was pulled, she couldn't help but smile her getting closer. He gave a foreboding laugh as Dou Qi started condensing in his fists.
“Iron Fists!” Xiao Ning shouted with tightly clenched fists.
A sharp burst of Qi shot out toward the outside, creating a profound echo that resonated in the air. If he could hit Xiao Yan on the shoulder, he would inflict terrible damage to his arm. It seemed that Xiao ning did not take into account the possibility of a counterattack.
Iron Fists: High Huang level Dou Technique with a decent amount of strength. It required a Dou Qi of at least 7 Duan to be able to learn and practice.
Squinting slightly after sensing the sharp Qi in the air, Xiao Yan exhaled softly. Ducting Dou Qi all over his body, he exclaimed inwardly, “Xun Level Dou Technique: Fire Palm!”
Thinking hard with confidence, Xiao Yan blasted out a wave of Qi from his palm.
“Bang!” The atmosphere struck out like an invisible force viciously pushing back Xiao Ning's flying figure. The attractive and disgusting power of Xiao Ning immediately turned her face pale white.
“Pu-chi.”
The two forces fought each other, resulting in a short stalemate. In the end, Xiao Ning was finally sent flying back, falling to the ground 10 meters away. His body shook on the ground as he slowly bled out blood from his mouth with a pitiful groan from his.
Looking at Xiao Ning who was completely paralyzed, Xiao Yan then walked down the stage and slowly spoke
“You lost ..”
