"Xiao Yan, I didn't expect you to dare to challenge me?"
"You really won't regret it?"
At the training ground in the west of the Xiao family's Douji Hall, a childish boy who looked about twelve or thirteen years old asked with a smile on his face.
His name is Xiao Xuanyuan, and he is the direct grandson of the third elder Xiao Yuntian.
"You said that as long as I win, every time you see me, you will bark like a dog on the ground three times and shout master!"
Standing opposite Xiao Xuanyuan was a handsome young man. He was about the same age as Xiao Xuanyuan, but he looked older.
"Haha, I don't know how to joke, but I hope you won't violate our agreement, otherwise I will never let you go..."
"Then let's see if you have this ability..."
Xiao Yan shouted loudly, his hands filled with red fighting spirit, and he rushed towards Xiao Xuanyuan in front of him.
"Well done..."
Xiao Xuanyuan did not dodge or dodge, but moved forward bravely, activating all three stages of fighting spirit, clenching his hands into fists, and charged forward.
Bang bang!
Two teenagers of similar age started fighting on the training ground.
"Brother Xiao Yan, come on, brother Xiao Yan is the best..."
In the audience on one side of the training ground, Xiao Xun'er, who has long black hair flowing like a waterfall and a childish face, but is very delicate and beautiful, is constantly waving her little fists like white jade to cheer Xiao Yan.
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Many young people in the audience were fixated, not even looking at the competition between the young people on the stage. Their eyes were all on Xiao Xun'er, fascinated by her.
Bang!
There was another sound of falling to the ground, and Xiao Xuanyuan was scratched on the cheek by Xiao Yan, leaving scratches. Xiao Yan seized this opportunity and pounced down, hoping to take advantage of the opportunity and beat Xiao Xuanyuan until he could not fight back.
From the beginning to now, Xiao Xuanyuan has been passively being beaten. He has been defensive and his fighting spirit has not been consumed much.
In turn, Xiao Yan took the initiative to attack, which consumed a lot of fighting energy. Xiao Xun'er on the stage saw Xiao Xuanyuan's purpose, and she shouted: "Brother Xiao Yan, he is hiding his strength, don't be fooled...
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"It's too late..."
Xiao Xuanyuan jumped up from the ground, and accurately hit Xiao Yan's belly with his small fist.
puff……
Xiao Yan's face turned pale for a moment, and the punch caused his stomach and intestines to twitch and ache.
The opportunity was rare, how could Xiao Xuanyuan let it go? He used all his strength, and his fists and kicks were like heavy rain, constantly falling on him, making Xiao Yan scream in pain and unable to fight back.
"That's enough..."
Seeing that Xiao Yan was defeated and kept being beaten, Xiao Xun'er's eyes turned red with anxiety. He no longer ignored Xiao Yan's repeated warnings to him before, jumped up from the stage, and kicked Xiao Xuanyuan, who was waving his fists and kicks proudly.
He was kicked away and fell far away from the stage.
Pfft...
Xiao Xuanyuan put his hands on the ground and forced himself up from the ground. A mouthful of blood spurted out.
His handsome, childish little face was now bruised and swollen, and his mouth was full of blood, but he grinned happily.
"I finally got the ring..."
Xiao Xun'er helped Xiao Yan, who was seriously injured, and looked at his scarred appearance. Her eyes were so red that she couldn't bear it anymore, and tears fell like rain: "Brother Xiao Yan..."
"I...I'm fine...I haven't lost yet..."
Xiao Yan struggled to stand up again, but his feet suddenly became weak and he almost fell down.
"Brother Xiao Yan, don't be brave anymore, you are no match for him, wuwu..."
Seeing Xiao Yan like this, Xiao Xun'er felt sad and cried more and more sadly. Three years ago, Xiao Yan's brother was still the number one genius in the Xiao family, and he reached the level of Dou Zhe at the age of twelve. Was this in Wu Cheng's case?
For the first time, Brother Xiao Yan was so brilliant and enviable back then, but what about now?
Not only did he fall away from the halo of genius, he was also repeatedly ridiculed by his peers in the family. Even the elders in the family looked at him with ridicule...
"Xiao Yan, a coward, can't even defeat the good-for-nothing Xiao Xuanyuan who has always been stuck in the third level of fighting spirit, so what's the use..."
Xiao Ning, the great elder's grandson, is a young man of fifteen or sixteen years old. He is also handsome, but his seemingly warm and gentle face is full of sneers.
"Three years ago, he was still a being that everyone admired. From the peak to the bottom, he will never be able to stand out again..."
"Not bad, not bad..."
"Ahem..."
Xiao Ning coughed a few times in embarrassment, looked back around, and felt relieved when he saw that no one noticed his gaffe just now.
"Let's go up and take a look at this kid Xiao Xuanyuan. It's been five or six years, and this guy has always been at the third level of Dou Qi..."
Xiao Ning quickly changed the topic and ran towards Xiao Xuanyuan not far away.
"Beast in clothes..."
After muttering something softly, Xiao Mei also stepped forward.
Looking at the black simple ring in his hand, Xiao Xuanyuan smiled foolishly. He had been thinking about this ring for many years. If Xiao Yan hadn't fallen from the altar three years ago, he might never have had the chance.
Xiao Xuanyuan, the direct grandson of the third elder of the Xiao family, started practicing Dou Qi at the age of five, and reached the third stage of Dou Qi at the age of seven. After that, his Dou Qi did not improve at all until he was thirteen years old.
From being the eldest grandson who the third elder had always placed high hopes on, to being disappointed and finally despairing, he has always been recognized and ridiculed as the Xiao family's No. 1 cultivation waste.
"Hey, congratulations to brother Xuanyuan, congratulations to brother Xuanyuan, your position as the number one loser in the Xiao family has finally been moved, and it has fallen to Xiao Yan. You are the one who defeated the number one genius in the Xiao family..."
Xiao Ning walked over and said with a soft smile.
Seeing Xiao Ning, Xiao Xuanyuan quickly put the black ring on the middle finger of his right hand. He struggled to dust himself off and wanted to stand up, but when he moved, he felt pain all over his body.
There was a heart-wrenching pain in my chest.
"Damn it, Xiao Xun'er, you don't have to be so harsh to protect your little lover, you have broken my bones..."
As soon as his hand touched the protruding ribs between his chest, Xiao Xuanyuan was so painful that he grimaced and couldn't get up.
"What's wrong, brother Xuanyuan?"
Xiao Ning, who came over, knelt down and asked knowingly.
"You weren't seriously injured by cousin Xun'er, were you? Here, this is a bruise cream." Xiao Mei rushed over, still somewhat conscientious, and handed Xiao Xuanyuan a small bottle.
Chapter completed!