The Battle Through Heaven

The Battle Through Heaven
Xiao Yan Yang Strong



Seeing Xiao Ning directly without saying anything, Xiao Yan quietly walked off the stage. Quickly, a loud chat emerged from the audience, who were still not completely shocked by the previous shock; their hearts slowly began to roil rapidly once again.


The younger generations of the Xiao Clan were all dumbfounded as they looked towards Xiao Ning who was vomiting blood. As peers, they were naturally aware of Xiao Ning's fighting abilities. In the youngest generation of the Xiao Clan, other than Xun Er, very few could rival Xiao Ning. Yet at this moment, he was completely defeated by Xiao Yan. This unexpected result happened so suddenly, leaving everyone unprepared.


Among the audience, Xiao Yu looked towards the rapidly defeated Xiao Ning, her beautiful cheeks showing a faded red hue as her mouth opened wide at the incredible sight. , even his heart was in shock.


After a while, Xiao Yu slowly recovered his composure, his slender white neck regaining its natural reddish color. He muttered softly, “This bastard, how did he become so strong? How could he have the time to practice a new Dou Technique while bitterly trying to regain his original Dou Qi?”


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“Hehe, not only young master, Dou Qi, Dou Qi is quite strong, his Dou Technique is also practiced very well. The leader of the Xiao Clan must have spent a lot of time on him?” On the Guest Platform, even though Ya Fei was already mentally prepared from the start, she was shocked by Xiao Yan's performance. He seductively turned his eyes away as he faced Xiao Zhan who was smiling widely.


If one wanted to learn a profound Dou Technique then one needed to have an instructor who knew the tricks of the Dou Technique. It seemed that Ya Fei believed that Xiao Zhan had taught Xiao Yan personally.


Hearing what Ya Fei said earlier, Xiao Zhan laughed bitterly, shaking his head. It was not that he did not want to teach Xiao Yan Dou Ji, he could not possibly teach Xiao Yan such an attractive Dou Technique. Even with his understanding of the Dou Technique in the Xiao Clan, he had never seen such a Dou Technique.


Therefore Xiao Zhan could only come to one conclusion, the Dou Technique that Xiao Yan used was not from the Xiao clan .


Since it is not a Dou Technique from our clan, where did Xiao Yan learn it from? Xiao Zhan had his suspicions and looked to the various experts in the clan, looking for answers. But all he saw was a strange look directed at him.


Looking at the gazes on their faces, Xiao Zhan stared blankly and before realizing what the eye gazes meant: they thought he was helping Yan Er !


Curving his lips, Xiao Zhan did not feel like giving an explanation and returning his gaze to his son. “This boy, he obviously has no lack of secrets.” He muttered to himself.


There on the stage, it remained the form of Xiao Ning that was still collapsing. The second elder shook his head helplessly in shock and observed Xiao Yan with a complicated gaze.


Sighing, the second elder raised his palm dry high and would loudly declare that the match had finished when his Face suddenly turned left.


In the distance, Xiao Ning, who was lying on the ground earlier, suddenly jumped up like a jaguar. The fainted Dou Qi rose dramatically as his feet were firmly trampled onto the wooden floor. Running forward, every time his foot landed on the stage, a wooden splinter would jump off the stage


His two cold eyes once again focused on Xiao Yan and his bloodied mouth and face turned even more evil than before. “You bastard. Time to go to hell!”


“Xiao Ning, stop!”


The sudden incident made the second elder disturbed, but he immediately shouted. However, at this moment, Xiao Ning's mind was only filled with anger and hatred, he turned his ear to the second elder. Taking advantage of Tier 2 “Qi Boosting Powder”, he gritted his teeth together furiously while glaring at Xiao Yan, and immediately rushed in to attack.


The sudden change in the field caused a disturbance among the audience. On the guest terrace, Xiao Zhan and the surrounding people were able to detect what had just happened; xiao Ning now possessed the strength of a Dou Zi!


“She took ‘Qi Gathering Powder’!” The knowledgeable Ya Fei exclaimed after she saw the sudden sharp increase in Xiao Ning's strength, her charming face changing as she spoke.


“You bastard!” Xiao Zhan's expression turned grim. He slammed his hand against the table, a broken hairline radiating out from the impact. With a fierce gaze, he glared at the first elder, “You prune the elder, if something happens to my son then even the life of your own grandson will not be compensated enough!”


Currently, Xiao Yan had a much greater potential than Xiao Ning. If Yan Er suffered a serious injury in the match due to Xiao Ning's violation of the rules, even with Xiao Ning's support from the first elder, the clan would not easily let go.


As Xiao Zhan stared intently at the first Elder, the wrinkled face of the first elder began to tremble. He started to stutter. If Xiao Yan was the same weak Xiao Yan from before, then a serious injury would not amount to much. But now ... the clan would even turn around at the first elder before releasing this person who had the possibility of becoming a Dou Huang!


The cry of the second elder had no effect; xiao Ning was already as far as one arm away from Xiao Yan, and his hand was covered with a thick layer of Dou Qi as he roared “Iron Mountain Fists!”. With an increase in strength, this time, the Iron Mountain Fists sent out a huge shockwave, much larger than the previous one. Strength blew away Xiao Yan's hair, revealing a pair of calm but cold black eyes. Facing Xiao Ning's attack, Xiao Yan suddenly did not retreat. He clenched his right hand and slowly got into the stance of the horses. Then, after a short pause, he shot forward like an arrow from a bowstring. The second elder stomped his feet furiously when he saw Xiao Yan meet directly with Xiao Ning who entered and shouted in frustration, “Idiot!” Blast it! “Give a depressed shout in his mind, Xiao Yan's fist collided with Xiao Ning under the horrified gaze of the second elder.” Bang out! ” Both fists meet in the air. Suddenly, Xiao Ning's twisted face started to turn deathly pale. Once again blood began to spill from his mouth, staining his face. With an apathetic expression on his face, Xiao Yan's arms fluttered as he dealt another blow to Xiao Ning, smashing him out of the field like a leaf in a storm. Scene, the second elder on the platform suddenly squinted his eyes. He could not hold his cold breath. From then on, watching the backline of the black-clothed young man, he seemed to be mysterious.