Chapter 43 Chapter 43: The Domineering Xiao Yan

Looking at Xiao Ning, who was defeated so neatly in the arena, the audience quickly became commotion after a little silence, and the shock that had not completely dissipated before slowly stirred up in his heart. The younger generation of the Xiao family were all dumbfounded at Xiao Ning who vomited blood and limp to the ground. As people of the same generation, 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 can be said that it is difficult to have an opponent, but now, only in the two encounters with Xiao Yan, he was beaten to the ground. This sudden change caught everyone by surprise.

Under the stage, looking at the rapidly defeated Xiao Ning, Xiao Yu's pretty cheeks were also full of disbelief, and the slightly opened rosy mouth declared the shock in his heart. After a long while, he slowly came back to his senses, Xiao Yuxiu's long white jade neck was slightly rosy, and he murmured softly: "This little bastard, how did he become so strong? Could it be that when he was cultivating his fighting spirit? , does he still have free time to practice fighting skills?" "Hehe, young master Xiao Yan is not only powerful in fighting spirit, but also masters fighting skills so well, presumably Patriarch Xiao has put a lot of effort into it?" At the VIP table, although she was mentally prepared, Concubine Ya was still Shocked by Xiao Yan's method, after a little silence, there was a little strange light in the alluring beautiful eyes, and he smiled at Xiao Zhan beside him.

If one wants to learn advanced fighting skills, someone must personally teach them some tricks of fighting skills. It seems that Ya Fei regards Xiao Zhan as someone who gives Xiao Yan a little trouble. Hearing this, Xiao Zhan was dumb, and shook his head with a wry smile. Not to mention that he never taught Xiao Yan fighting skills, even if he wanted to, he couldn't teach the strange fighting skills that Xiao Yan used before. The understanding of fighting skills seems to have never heard of such fighting skills. Since I have never seen it before, 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 fighting skills of the Xiao family, where did Yan'er learn it from?" Feeling a little puzzled, Xiao Zhan shifted his gaze towards the higher-ups of the family, but saw that they were casting some weird gazes over. . Looking at their gazes, Xiao Zhan was taken aback for a moment, and then he was stunned. So they also thought that they were the ones who set Yan'er up? Xiao Zhan curled his lips helplessly, and Xiao Zhan didn't bother to explain. He turned his eyes to the black-clothed boy in the field again, and murmured in his heart: "This little guy really has a lot of secrets."

In the arena, looking at Xiao Ning who was limp on the ground, the Second Elder who recovered from shock shook his head helplessly, and looked at Xiao Yan with complicated eyes. The young man stood with his head bowed. On his slightly delicate and immature face, there was only calmness, without a trace of pride and arrogance after victory. Sighing lightly, the Second Elder raised his withered palm high, and was about to shout loudly that the competition was over, but his expression suddenly changed. In the distance, Xiao Ning, who was lying limp on the ground, suddenly jumped up like a prostrate cheetah. His fighting spirit, which was originally weak, suddenly surged at this moment. When he stepped out, sawdust shot everywhere.

His eyes stared at Xiao Yan who was getting closer and closer, and the blood on the corner of Xiao Ning's mouth rendered that face a bit hideous: "Little bastard, go to hell!" "Xiao Ning, stop!" The sudden turn of events made the Second Elder startled for a moment, and then yelled loudly, but at this moment, Xiao Ning, who was filled with anger and jealousy, turned a deaf ear to it. Taking advantage of the medicine of "Zengqi Powder", he gritted his teeth at Xiao Yan. Attack away. The sudden change in the arena also caused commotion in the arena. Xiao Zhan and others in the VIP seat changed their faces even more. They could clearly feel that Xiao Ning at this moment already possessed the strength of a fighter!

"He took the "Zengqi Powder"!" Ya Fei, who was well-informed and well-informed, looked at Xiao Ning whose strength had suddenly risen, her pretty face changed slightly, and she said in a deep voice. "Bastard!" Hearing this, Xiao Zhan's face became even more gloomy, and he punched the table in front of him, and spider web-like cracks burst out. Something, what happened to my son, your grandson, it’s not enough to pay for his life!" The potential that Xiao Yan possesses now is far beyond that of Xiao Ning. If Xiao Ning was seriously injured because of Xiao Ning's violation in the competition, even if Xiao Ning's backer is the Great Elder, the family will not be able to Let him go easily.

Being stared at by Xiao Zhan like a wolf, the Great Elder's withered face trembled slightly, and his mouth was slightly bitter. If Xiao Yan was still the Xiao Yan before, he would be seriously injured, but now... the family even if he This elder gave up, and it is impossible to give up this little guy who may become the Douhuang in the future! In the arena, the Second Elder's voice did not have the slightest effect. The close distance made Xiao Ning quickly rush to Xiao Yan's side, the fighting spirit in his fists quickly condensed, and he shouted fiercely: "Iron!" Mountain Fist!"

The soaring strength made the Tieshan Fist this time bring a strong oppressive pressure. The wind pressure lifted Xiao Yan's hair on his forehead, revealing a pair of cold black eyes. Faced with Xiao Ning's powerful blow, Xiao Yan unexpectedly did not back down, clenched his right fist tightly, his body was slightly bent, like an angry lion ready to go, and in the moment of silence, his body was like an off-string The arrow rushed out. Seeing Xiao Yan who chose to confront Xiao Ning head-on at this time, the Second Elder couldn't help stamping his feet angrily: "Idiot!"

"Eight pole collapse!" A muffled murmur resounded in his heart, Xiao Yan's fist, under the somewhat frightened eyes of the Second Elder, ruthlessly collided with Xiao Ning. "Bang!" The two fists met in mid-air, there was a slight silence, Xiao Ning's ferocious face suddenly turned pale, and blood continuously spilled from the corner of his mouth. His face was indifferent, his arms shook violently, and his sleeves seemed to be crackling at this moment. With his fists thrown forward, Xiao Ning's figure, like a fallen leaf in a strong wind, directly smashed against him under countless horrified eyes. fell off the platform.

Looking at this scene, the second elder on the stage shrank his eyes and couldn't help taking a long breath. The back of the black-clothed boy not far away seemed to have also become mysterious at this moment.