Chapter 43: The Domineering Xiao Yan

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 was slowly churning from his heart.

The younger generation of the Xiao family was stunned and looked at Xiao Ning who vomited blood and was soft 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 it, it could be said that it was difficult to have an opponent, but now, just in the two meetings with Xiao Yan, they were beaten to the ground, 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, slightly open and ruddy, declaring the shock in his 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?

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"Hehe, Young Master Xiao Yan is not only strong in fighting, but also has mastered even the fighting skills so well, 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 Zhanyan beside her and said martial arts.

If you want to learn advanced fighting skills, someone must personally teach some 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.

Since I have never seen it, there is only one reason: the fighting skills used by Xiao Yan are not owned by the Xiao family at all!

"It's not the Xiao family's fighting skills, where did Yan'er learn it?" With some doubts in his heart, Xiao Zhan moved his gaze in the direction of the family's upper echelons, but saw that they were projecting some strange gazes towards the martial arts.

Looking at their gaze, Xiao Zhan was stunned for a moment, and then he was stunned, it turned out that they also thought that they had opened a small stove for Yan'er?

Pursed his lips helplessly, Xiao Zhan didn't bother to explain, and once again turned his gaze to the black-shirted young man in the field, and muttered in his heart: "This little guy really has a lot of secrets." ”

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In the field, looking at Xiao Ning, who fell to the ground softly, the second elder who had recovered from shock shook his head helplessly, and looked at Xiao Yanwu with complicated eyes.

The young man stood with his head down, and on his slightly delicate and immature face, there was only calm, and there was no trace of triumph and arrogance after victory.

Sighing lightly, the second elder raised his dry palm high, and was just about to shout loudly that the competition was over, but his face suddenly changed to martial arts.

In the distance, Xiao Ning, who fell softly to the ground, suddenly bounced up like a creeping cheetah, and the original faint fighting spirit suddenly soared at this moment, and the soles of his feet stepped the wooden board, and his body rushed out.

His eyes stared at Xiao Yan who was getting closer and closer, and the blood stains on the corners of Xiao Ning's mouth rendered that face a little hideous: "Little bastard, go die!"

"Xiao Ning, stop!"

The sudden change made the second elder stunned, and then he shouted violently, but at this time, Xiao Ning, who was filled with anger and jealousy, turned a deaf ear, and took advantage of the medicinal power of "increasing qi and dispersing", gritted his teeth and attacked Xiao Yan and went to martial arts.

The sudden change in the field also caused a commotion in the audience, and Xiao Zhan and the others in the VIP seat changed their faces even more, and they could clearly feel that Xiao Ning at this moment already had the strength of a fighter!

"He took "Increasing Qi and Dispersing"!" After the well-informed Concubine Ya looked at Xiao Ning, whose strength suddenly skyrocketed, her pretty face changed slightly, and she said in a deep voice.

"Bastard!" Hearing this, Xiao Zhan's face was even more gloomy, and he smashed his fist on the table in front of him, and the spider-web-like cracks suddenly burst out, turning his head, and staring at the Great Elder with a similar change in face viciously: "Old thing, something is going to happen to my son, your grandson, it's not enough to lose his life!"

The current potential of Xiao Yan is far from being compared to Xiao Ning, if he is really seriously injured in the competition because of Xiao Ning's violations, then even if Xiao Ning's backstage is a great elder, the family will not be able to easily let him go.

Being glared at by Xiao Zhan like a wolf, the Great Elder's dry face also trembled slightly, and his mouth was slightly bitter, if Xiao Yan was still the previous Xiao Yan, then the serious injury would be seriously injured, but now... Even if the family gave up on him, the Great Elder, it would be impossible to give up this little guy who might become a Dou Huang in the future!

In the field, the second elder's shouting did not play the slightest role, and the close distance made Xiao Ning quickly pounce on Xiao Yan's side, and the fighting qi in his fists quickly condensed, and he shouted fiercely: "Iron Mountain Fist!"

The surge in strength made the Tieshan Fist this time bring a strong oppressive wind to the martial arts.

The wind pressure blew the hair on Xiao Yan's forehead, revealing a pair of cold black eyes.

In the face of Xiao Ning's fierce blow, Xiao Yan unexpectedly did not retreat, his right fist was clenched, and his body was slightly bent, like an angry lion ready to attack.

Looking at Xiao Yan, who actually chose to fight Xiao Ning at this time, the second elder couldn't help but stomp his feet angrily: "Stupid!"

"Eight Extremes Collapse!"

A dull low cry sounded in his heart, and Xiao Yan's fist, in the somewhat frightened gaze of the second elder, collided fiercely with Xiao Ning.

"Bang!" The two fists met in mid-air, slightly silent, Xiao Ning's hideous face suddenly turned pale, and blood continued to overflow from the corners of his mouth.

His face was indifferent, his arm shook violently, his sleeve robe seemed to make a crackling sound at this moment, and his fist was sent forward, Xiao Ning's figure was like a fallen leaf in the wind, and in countless frightened eyes, it directly smashed out of the high platform martial arts.

Looking at this scene, the two elders on the stage, their pupils shrank suddenly, and they couldn't help but take a long breath, and the back of the black-shirted young man not far away seemed to have become mysterious at this moment.