Fight to break the sky

Looking at the young man walking slowly towards them, Xiao Mei and others stopped in their tracks, and their laughter gradually became much weaker.

Several pretty girls beside Xiao Mei looked at the young man who was once considered the glory of the family with wide eyes. The expressions on their little faces showed unspeakable regret or something else.

Xiao Mei stood there, feeling a little tangled in her heart. Deep down in her heart, she actually wanted to have a chat with this young man who once made her admire so much. However, the reality told her that the gap between the two was getting bigger and bigger now. , it is obviously unwise to put your mind on a useless person.

The curved eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and then relaxed. Xiao Mei said helplessly in her heart: "Say hello, no matter what, he can be regarded as her cousin."

Not knowing what Xiao Mei was thinking, Xiao Yan put his arms on the back of his head and walked over lazily.

Looking at Xiao Yan who was very close at hand, Xiao Mei's pretty little face was about to show a smile, but the young man's actions caused the smile that had not yet fully emerged to freeze on her face, making it look a little funny.

With his arms resting on the back of his head, Xiao Yan acted as if there was no one around and walked past the girls without squinting, without showing the slightest nostalgia.

Looking at the young man's back with her rosy mouth slightly open, Xiao Mei was a little stunned. With her appearance, when had she ever received such treatment? There was a slight surge of inexplicable shame and anger in my heart, and I couldn't help shouting: "Cousin Xiao Yan."

Xiao Yan paused slightly, but did not turn around. He said in a calm tone, like a conversation between strangers: "Is something wrong?"

The plain and unfamiliar tone made Xiao Mei hesitate, and she shook her head: "No..."

Xiao Yan raised his eyebrows lightly, then ignored it, shook his head, and continued to move forward.

Looking at the figure disappearing at the end of the path, Xiao Mei stamped her feet angrily, and then followed the same path up.

After turning a corner, Xiao Yan looked up at the spacious room in front of him. On the plaque in the room, there were three large blood-red characters of Dou Ji Hall painted with flying phoenixes.

Hearing the shouts coming from the fighting hall, Xiao Yan was a little surprised. Usually few people come here on weekdays. Why is it so lively today?

Shrugging his shoulders, Xiao Yan just changed his thoughts casually, threw them aside, and stepped into the fighting skill hall.

As soon as he entered the Douji Hall, bursts of cheers and cheers from boys and girls came rolling over.

The fighting skills hall is divided into two parts: the east and the west. The east part is where the family's fighting skills are stored, while the west part is a large training ground. At this time, many heads are crowding around the training ground. He looked at the two competing in the field with interest.

"Looking at the concentration of fighting spirit that cousin Xiao Ning took, I'm afraid he already has eight stages of fighting spirit, right?"

"Hehe, cousin Xiao Ning has advanced to the eighth level of Dou Qi two months ago."

"Although he has the eighth-level fighting spirit, cousin Xun'er has the ninth-level fighting spirit. It seems that it is really impossible for cousin Xiao Ning to win."

"Cousin Xun'er, come on!"

Hearing the surprised shouts from the crowd, Xiao Yan paused and glanced around the training ground, finally stopping with interest on the beautiful girl in a lavender dress.

"Why does this girl have the leisure to compete with others today?" Xiao Yan muttered in his heart. He stopped in the east of the lobby, casually took a black scroll on the shelf next to him, and then slowly unfolded it. After opening the scroll, several large yellow characters appeared on the back.

Low-level yellow class: Gravel Palm!

Leaning leisurely on the bookshelf, Xiao Yan read the cultivation method of the gravel palm, and occasionally glanced at the training ground where the battle was fierce.

The spacious lobby seems to be divided into two worlds. The west side is noisy, while the east side is quiet and peaceful.

Xun'er's opponent was also a young man, but his age should be around seventeen or eighteen, and he was quite handsome, almost the same as the Galeo he saw that day.

The young man's name is Xiao Ning, and he is the grandson of the eldest elder of the Xiao family. He is also very talented in cultivation. At only seventeen years old, he has already cultivated to the eighth level of fighting spirit. Among the family, only Xun'er can surpass him.

Xiao Yan didn't have much impression of his cousin. When they met occasionally, they would say hello unfamiliarly and then leave. Perhaps it was because of the somewhat disharmonious atmosphere between his grandfather and his father that Xiao Yan could always feel it. , this cousin seems not very satisfied with himself, and perhaps because of the decadence he showed in the past few years, so this cousin has not made a special trip to see him in the past three years. Trouble yourself...

With a faint smile, Xiao Yan shook off the memories in his mind and continued to study the gravel palm in his hand.

On the training ground, Xun'er was like a lilac butterfly, dodging Xiao Ning's swift attack gracefully and quickly. Her delicate and elegant little face always maintained the calmness of an ancient well.

Xun'er's little hands were somewhat bored when she dismissed Xiao Ning's close attack. Xun'er's eyes wandered around the lobby casually. After a moment, she suddenly paused.

Looking at the young man leaning against the bookshelf in the east of the lobby, Xun'er's indifferent face showed an elegant and soft smile.

In the girl's elegant smile, which was like a flash in the pan, the young people watching nearby couldn't help but be stunned.

"Cousin Xun'er, be careful!" Just when Xun'er was slightly distracted, the young man's urgent voice suddenly came from the crowd.

Feeling the ferocious energy coming from behind, Xun'er raised her eyebrows slightly, but her eyes glanced at the young man under the bookshelf again.

At the same time, Xiao Yan also raised his head, looked at Xun'er who was suddenly attacked by a surprise attack, frowned, and shook his head helplessly, with hidden worry in his eyes.

Seeing the anger and worry between Xiao Yan's brows, Xun'er playfully blinked her beautiful big eyes, and then suddenly took a small step to the left. With just this step, Xiao Ning was somewhat strangely moved. The attack was avoided without hesitation...

As her feet moved, Xun'er's delicate, jade-like hands emitted a faint golden glow, like passing through a flower and grabbing a leaf, passing through the blockade of Xiao Ning's palms, and finally landed lightly on Xiao Ning's chest. superior.

Tapping her toes on the bluestone floor, Xun'er turned gracefully in a circle, dispelling the force of pushing back, and looked calmly at Xiao Ning, who took more than ten steps back and finally stepped out of the training ground.

Looking at Xun'er who defeated Xiao Ning with one palm, there was a slight silence around the training ground, and then there were loud cheers of admiration.

"Haha, cousin Xun'er is indeed the number one of the younger generation in the family. She is getting stronger and stronger." After being knocked off the stage by Xun'er, Xiao Ning still had a warm smile on her face and walked forward with a smile. said softly.

Looking intently at the girl as beautiful as a green lotus in front of her, Xiao Ning could hardly conceal the admiration in her eyes.

Although they are called cousins, Xiao Ning knows that most people in the family are not close relatives, and Xiao Xun'er has no blood relationship with him.

As if she didn't feel Xiao Ning's fiery gaze, Xun'er shook her head politely but unfamiliarly, and said softly: "Cousin Xiao Ning, please give in." After saying that, before Xiao Ning could continue to get closer, she faced the person in the east of the lobby. The young man buried in the scroll walked away with a smile.

As the focus of the lobby, Xun'er's actions were naturally noticed by everyone. A pair of eyes followed Xun'er's route, and finally stopped on the young man under the bookshelf.

Facing the hot gazes all over the training ground, the young man seemed as if he had never heard of it, still immersed in his own world.