Xiao Zhan slowly suppressed some of the anger in his heart because of Xiao Ning, and said with a faint smile: "Yan'er is not very proficient in fighting skills, and he has only recently stepped into the realm of eight-stage fighting qi, and against Xiao Ning, who has stepped on this level for a year, the odds of winning are probably not too great." ”

"Oh, really?" The seductive eye waves flowed slightly, Concubine Ya blinked her slender eyelashes, her beautiful eyes looked at the calm and relaxed black-shirted young man in the field with a little laziness, her ruddy little mouth suddenly lifted, and her smiling beautiful cheeks had a mature charm: "I don't know why, I am full of confidence in Xiao Yan's young master, I think, he will definitely win." ”

Xiao Zhan was stunned for a moment, as if he was a little surprised that she got such a lot of confidence, and shook his head with a smile: "Then borrow Miss Yafei's auspicious words." ”

Looking at Xiao Yan who was standing casually in front of him, Xiao Ning sneered, his fists were slowly clenched, and a faint fighting spirit quickly circulated in his body, bringing a wave of strong power.

Slightly silent, Xiao Ning slammed on the ground with the soles of his feet, and his body rushed straight towards Xiao Yan, who was close at hand.

When he was only half a meter away from Xiao Yan, Xiao Ning's figure suddenly stopped, and his right claw drew a tricky arc, straight to Xiao Yan's throat: "Yellow Rank Intermediate Fighting Skill: Split Claw Attack!" ”

Looking at the attacking claws with a calm face, Xiao Yan raised his palm unhurriedly, and the slightly curled palm was violently opened, and with a strong thrust, he rushed out.

Under this huge thrust without warning, Xiao Ning's face changed, his body was as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer, and after his feet retreated sharply for more than ten steps, he stopped his body a little embarrassed.

On the high platform, looking at this scene, Xiao Zhan's face was slightly surprised, but Concubine Ya on the side smiled gracefully, elegantly held the white jade teacup in front of her, her red lips opened slightly, and she took a small sip gently.

"This little guy is really hidden." A charming smile rose at the corner of her lips, and Concubine Ya murmured in her heart.

"You, what kind of fighting skills are you?" Touching his chest that was a little tight, Xiao Ning's face changed slightly, and he asked with a stubble.

Xiao Yan glanced at him lightly, and then lowered his eyeliner to look at his palm, although the name of this "Blowing Fire Palm" is ugly, but the strong horizontal thrust created by it is indeed very satisfying to Xiao Yan.

Looking at Xiao Yan, who didn't pay attention to him, Xiao Ning's face trembled slightly, his teeth were bitten, mixed with anger, and he rushed towards Xiao Yan again.

The palm that stretched out did not close, Xiao Yan squinted his eyes slightly, looking at Xiao Ning who was getting closer and closer, and the corners of his mouth slowly pulled up a cold arc.

The spread right hand suddenly grasped it, and a fierce suction force came out of the **** in the palm of the palm: "Xuanjie Fighting Skill: Suck the palm!" ”

Seeing Xiao Yan shaking hands again, Xiao Ning's feet subconsciously grasped the ground, but before the thrust arrived, a suction force pulled it forward violently. The body drew an arc in mid-air, and slammed straight into Xiao Yan, who had an inexplicable smile on the corner of his mouth.

Although he was pulled up by the suction, when Xiao Ning looked at Xiao Yan, who was getting closer and closer to him, he couldn't help but smile, and his fighting spirit quickly condensed in his fist.

"Iron Mountain Fist!" With a loud shout, Xiao Ning's fists clenched violently, and a sharp wind-breaking momentum sounded in mid-air, and then fell towards Xiao Yan's shoulder, looking at this posture, if he was hit, I am afraid that Xiao Yan's arm will be hit hard, it seems that this guy has no intention of keeping his hand from the beginning.

Iron Mountain Fist, a high-level fighting skill of the Yellow Rank, is very powerful, and it requires more than seven levels of fighting qi to be eligible to practice.

Squinting his eyes slightly and feeling the sharp energy, Xiao Yan slowly exhaled, and the operation route of the fighting qi in his body suddenly changed: "Xuan-level fighting technique: blowing fire palm!" ”

As the cheers in his heart fell, a violent thrust shot out from Xiao Yan's palm again.

"Bang!" The air fluctuated slightly, and an invisible reverse thrust hit Xiao Ning's body fiercely, and the two reverse forces immediately made his face pale.

"Poof." After the moment of stalemate, Xiao Ning was directly shocked to the ground by the thrust, and finally drew more than ten meters on the floor before he slowly stopped his body, and at the same time, a mouthful of blood was also spurted out miserably.

Looking at Xiao Ning, who was paralyzed on the ground in the distance, and then glanced at the slightly quiet scene, Xiao Yan's palm slowly moved down, and he exhaled lightly: "You lost." ”

Looking at Xiao Ning, who was defeated neatly in the field, the audience quickly rioted after a slight silence, and the shock that had not completely dissipated before slowly rose from his heart.

The younger generation of the Xiao family was stunned and looked at Xiao Ning who vomited blood and softened to the ground, as peers, they naturally knew Xiao Ning's combat power very well, among the younger generation of the Xiao family, except for Xun'er who could suppress one chip, it can be said that it is difficult to have an opponent, maybe Xiao Lei and Chen Lin can suppress Xiao Ning with their cultivation, but if they fight, they will not win as easily as Xiao Yan.

However, what did they see now, during the battle between Xiao Ning and Xiao Yan, they were beaten to the ground just in the two encounters with Xiao Yan, and this sudden change simply caught everyone off guard.

Under the stage, looking at Xiao Ning, who was quickly defeated, Xiao Yu's pretty cheeks were also full of disbelief, and her slightly open ruddy mouth declared the shock in her heart.

After a while, slowly coming back to his senses, Xiao Yu's slender and white jade neck was a little ruddy, and he muttered softly: "This little bastard, how did he become so strong." Could it be that when he was cultivating his fighting qi, did he still have free time to practice fighting skills? ”

"Hehe, Young Master Xiao Yan is not only strong in fighting, but also has such a mastery of fighting skills, presumably Patriarch Xiao has put a lot of effort into it, right?" In the VIP seat, although she had been mentally prepared, Concubine Ya was still shocked by Xiao Yan's methods, and after a little silence, her seductive beautiful eyes flashed with a little strangeness, and she smiled at Xiao Zhan Yanran beside her.

If you want to learn advanced fighting skills, someone must personally teach you some tips on fighting skills, it seems that Concubine Ya regards Xiao Zhan as the person who opened a small stove for Xiao Yan.

Hearing this, Xiao Zhan was dumbfounded, and shook his head with a wry smile, not to mention that he had never taught Xiao Yan fighting skills at all, even if he wanted to teach, he couldn't teach Xiao Yan the kind of strange fighting skills he had used before, with his understanding of the fighting skills in the family, it seemed that he had never heard of this kind of fighting skills. (To be continued.) )