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Chapter 541
Xiao Zhan slowly suppressed 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 has only recently stepped into the realm of eighth-level fighting spirit. For Xiao Ning who has been around for a year, the odds of winning are probably not too great."

"Oh, is it?" The seductive eyes fluttered slightly, Yafei blinked her slender eyelashes, her beautiful eyes looked at the calm young man in black in the field with a little laziness, her rosy mouth suddenly lifted , the beautiful smiling face has a mature charm: "I don't know why, but I have full confidence in young master Xiao Yan. I think he will definitely win."

Xiao Zhan was taken aback for a moment, as if he was a little surprised that she had such great confidence, and shook his head with a smile: "Then let Miss Yafei give me a good word."

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

Slightly silent, Xiao Ning stepped on the ground fiercely with his feet, and rushed straight to Xiao Yan who was close at hand. When rushing, Xiao Ning's palms were slightly curled up, and the sharp nails on his ten fingers gave off a little coldness.

When he was only half a meter away from Xiao Yan, Xiao Ning suddenly stopped, his right claw drew a tricky arc, and aimed straight at Xiao Yan's throat: "Huang-level intermediate fighting skill: Split Claw Strike!"

Looking at the attacking claws with a calm expression, Xiao Yan raised his palms without haste. The slightly curled palms were suddenly stretched open, and with a tyrannical thrust, they rushed out violently.

Under this huge thrust without warning, Xiao Ning's expression changed, his figure seemed to be hit by a heavy hammer, and after more than ten steps with both feet, he stopped in embarrassment.

Looking at this scene on the high platform, Xiao Zhan looked slightly surprised, but Ya Fei smiled sweetly, gracefully lifted the white jade teacup in front of her, parted her red lips, and took a small sip.

"This little guy is really hiding something." With a charming smile on her lips, Ya Fei murmured in her heart.

"You, what kind of fighting skills are you doing?" Xiao Ning's face changed slightly as he touched his chest, which was a little tight, and asked in a stern tone.

Xiao Yan glanced at him indifferently, and then lowered his eyeliner to look at his palm. Although the name of "Blowing Fire Palm" is certainly ugly, the tyrannical thrust it creates really satisfies Xiao Yan.

Looking at Xiao Yan who ignored him, Xiao Ning's face twitched slightly, he gritted his teeth, mixed with anger, and rushed towards Xiao Yan again.

The palms that were stretched out did not close, Xiao Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at Xiao Ning who was getting closer, the corners of his mouth slowly drew a cold arc.

The outstretched right hand suddenly grasped, and a ferocious suction came out from the palm: "Xuan-level fighting skill: sucking palm!"

Seeing Xiao Yan shaking hands again, Xiao Ning subconsciously grasped the ground with both feet, but before the thrust came, a suction force pulled it forward violently.The body drew an arc in mid-air and crashed straight into Xiao Yan, who had an inexplicable smile on his lips.

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

"Iron Mountain Fist!" With a loud shout, Xiao Ning clenched his fists violently, and a sharp wind-breaking energy resounded in mid-air, and immediately fell towards Xiao Yan's shoulder. Looking at this posture, if he was beaten In the middle, I am afraid that Xiao Yan's arm will definitely be severely injured. It seems that this guy has no intention of keeping his hand from the beginning.

Tieshan Fist, a high-level fighting skill of the Huang rank, is very powerful and requires a Dou Qi of Duan [-] or above to be qualified to practice it.

Squinting his eyes slightly to feel the sharp energy, Xiao Yan let out a breath slowly, and the movement route of fighting energy in his body suddenly changed: "Xuan-level fighting skill: Blowing Fire Palm!"

Following the sound of shouting in his heart, a violent thrust shot out from Xiao Yan's palm again.

"Bang!" The air was slightly turbulent, and an invisible counter-thrust force slammed into Xiao Ning's body, who was rushing forward. The pincer attack of the two opposite forces immediately made his face pale.

"Pfft." Between the two opposing forces, the thrust took the upper hand in the end. After the moment of stalemate, Xiao Ning was directly shaken to the ground by the thrust. Finally, after more than ten meters were drawn on the floor, he slowly He stopped his figure, and at the same time, a mouthful of blood spat out miserably.

Looking at the limp Xiao Ning on the ground in the distance, and then glanced at the slightly quiet scene, Xiao Yan slowly moved his palm down, and let out a faint breath: "You lost."

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. Maybe Xiao Lei and Chen Lin can suppress Xiao Ning with their cultivation, but if they fight, they will not win easily like Xiao Yan.

But what they saw now, during the battle between Xiao Ning and Xiao Yan, they were beaten to death just in the two encounters with Xiao Yan, 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, Xiao Yuxiu 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 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.

(End of this chapter)