In terms of beauty and temperament, this girl in a purple skirt is many times more powerful than the previous Xiao Mei. It is no wonder that everyone present acted like this.
The lotus steps moved slightly, and the girl named Xiao Xun'er walked to the magic stone tablet. She stretched out her little hand, and her purple sleeves trimmed with black gold threads slipped down, revealing a section of her white and delicate wrist, and then lightly touched the stone tablet...
After a slight silence, the dazzling light bloomed again on the stone tablet.
"Xiao Xun'er, fighting spirit, eighth level!"
The middle-aged man who looked at the stone tablet showing the eight levels of fighting spirit also had a dull look on his face and spoke slowly.
He also didn't expect that Xiao Xun'er's talent was so terrifying. He had reached the eighth level of fighting spirit at the age of thirteen. He would be a fighter next year, right?
"Oh my god, Xiao Xun'er jumped directly from the fifth level of Dou Qi last year to the eighth level today. This is so amazing."
"...It's actually the eighth dan. It's really scary! It seems that the second member of the younger generation in the family must be Miss Xun'er."
Yes, the second person, the first person, is the former genius Xiao Yan.
After the commotion, the surrounding family disciples swallowed involuntarily, their eyes full of awe...
In response, Xiao Xun'er's plain little face did not appear happy because of the compliments from around her, but she turned around quietly and silently commented behind the crowd.
Fighting Qi is the only path for every fighter. The initial level of Fighting Qi is divided into stages one to ten. When the Fighting Qi in the body reaches the tenth stage, it can condense the whirlpool of Fighting and become a respected fighter.
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In the crowd, Xiao Mei frowned and stared at the girl in the purple skirt in front of the stone tablet, her cheeks a little ugly.
She is a genius among the direct descendants of the Xiao family and a leader among the younger generation of the Xiao family.
I thought that my sixth level of fighting spirit would shine in this family test, but I didn't expect that I would be completely outclassed by Xiao Xun'er's eighth level of fighting spirit.
This made her very unhappy, and she even felt a little jealous!
"Xiao Yan."
"It's your turn, come up."
The middle-aged man next to the demon monument looked at Xiao Yan, who was leaning back in the crowd, and said indifferently.
Xiao Yan raised his head, looked at the demon stele, clasped his hands, and walked towards the test stele.
Xiao Xun'er on the side looked at Xiao Yan who was approaching the stone monument, ran over quickly, took Xiao Yan's arm and encouraged: "Brother Xiao Yan, come on, I believe in you!"
"Xun'er."
Xiao Yan looked at Xiao Xun'er and squeezed out a smile on his melancholy face: "I will."
Then he stretched out his right arm and placed it on the stone tablet. The light flashed on the demon tablet, and two lines of writing appeared.
"Fighting Qi, fourth stage."
The middle-aged man did not show any surprise at this, but said it calmly, as if he had expected it.
"What! Xiao Yan has reached the fourth level of fighting spirit?"
The surroundings suddenly started to boil again.
But this time, the crowd was not filled with excitement and excitement, but with endless ridicule and traces of regret.
"Haha, it's exactly what I expected. The genius has regressed again today."
"The fourth level of fighting spirit is actually lower than mine!"
"Hey, how did that talented young man who was famous in Wutan City fall into this situation now?"
"Who knows, if I am in the fourth section this year, I might be in the third section next year."
The ridicules and sighs of regret coming from all around fell on the ears of Xiao Yan, who was like a piece of wood sculpture, like a heavy hammer hitting his heart, making his body tremble violently.
The young man slowly raised his head, revealing a rather delicate and tender face.
His dark eyes blankly glanced at the mocking peers around him, and there was a trace of bitterness at the corner of his mouth.
"Sure enough, the fighting spirit decreases instead of increasing."
Since he broke through to Dou Zhe two years ago, not only did the Dou Zhi Cyclone that he had worked hard to cultivate for more than ten years vanish into thin air overnight.
And no matter how hard he cultivates, the fighting spirit in his body will become less and less as time goes by, until he drops from a one-star fighter to the current fourth stage of fighting spirit.
"well…"
Seeing Xiao Yan's dejected look, Xiao Mei sighed inexplicably, her expression a little complicated, but soon she returned to her original state.
Now she is no longer in the same class as Xiao Yan. Based on Xiao Yan's performance in recent years, when he becomes an adult, he will at best be a lower-level member of the family.
As for her outstanding talent, she will become a strong person that the family focuses on cultivating, and her future is limitless!
"Humph, have you laughed enough?"
"Brother Xiao Yan, let's go."
When Xiao Xun'er saw this, his face darkened, his eyes flashed with golden flames, and he shouted coldly at the mocking disciples.
She thinks these people are so annoying and disgusting!
Facing Xiao Xun'er's cold shout, all the disciples immediately fell silent and did not dare to say anything more.
However, there was still a trace of ridicule in Xiao Yan's eyes.
"good."
Xiao Yan didn't say anything else, but nodded, turned around and walked out of the field. As he walked, he apologized to Xiao Xun'er next to him: "Xun'er, I'm sorry, I asked you to help me out again.
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"It's okay, brother Xiao Yan, I understand you."
Xiao Xun'er shook her head and smiled, with a sweet smile on her face.
Seeing Xiao Xun'er like this, Xiao Yan felt warm in his heart, and a gentle smile appeared on his face, and he said softly: "Thank you, Xun'er."
"Brother Xiao Yan, you once told Xun'er before that you must be able to put it down before you can pick it up. If you can lift it up and put it down freely, you are a free person!"
Xiao Xun'er smiled and said softly, her voice was slightly childish, but it was heart-warming.
"Am I a free person? I can only say that. Do you think I look like a free person now? And...this world does not belong to me in the first place."
Xiao Yan shook his head, a trace of confusion flashed across his eyes, and murmured to himself, seeming to be mocking himself, and also seeming to be mocking himself.
Facing Xiao Yan's decadence, Xiao Xun'er wrinkled her slender eyebrows slightly and said seriously: "Brother Xiao Yan, although I don't know why you are like this."
"But Xun'er always believes that you will stand up again and regain your glory and dignity, and even become better than before!"
"Haha...is that so? I hope so too."
Xiao Yan smiled and stopped continuing the topic. Instead, he changed the subject and said, "You little girl is so powerful. You have reached the eighth level of Dou Qi without even realizing it. You have already left me far behind."
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"Hehe...Brother Xiao Yan, don't underestimate yourself. In fact, Xun'er is just lucky!" Xiao Xun'er waved her hands quickly and said with a smile.
"Any luck?"
Xiao Yan smiled softly and said nothing, but looked at Xiao Xun'er quietly, with a little nostalgia on his face.
The weak little girl who had to rely on him to maintain her temperament when he was a child no longer existed, and was replaced by the talented girl who was the number one among the younger generation of the Xiao family.
And he, the third young master of the Xiao family who was once famous in Wutan City two years ago, has turned into a loser who can't even absorb the spirit of fighting. It's really a fickle and unpredictable fate.