Ye Chong had carried heavy burdens from a young age, and he was also older than the others. He understood the gravity of the situation. However, most of these youths were just kids, eager for a spectacle.
"Go! Go!" A group of excited youths cheered, unsure of whom they were rooting for.
Dan Chen watched Xiao Yan confronting Song Qing in the sky, her small fists clenched tightly. Worry creased her face, and Cao Ying's expression wasn't much better.
If the two started fighting, she was partly to blame for stirring things up. Moreover, Xiao Yan's last words had made her feel a touch nervous.
"Xiao Yan, you're no match for me. Surrender now, leave Cao Ying, and I might let you off, considering Yao Zun's reputation," Song Qing said to Xiao Yan, his voice calm as he looked down.
Frankly, he didn't want to make an enemy of Xiao Yan. The young man's future achievements would likely surpass his own, and he didn't want to offend him.
But if he had to give up Cao Ying because of this, that was absolutely out of the question.
"Stop acting tough," Xiao Yan's words almost choked Song Qing.
"Kneel down and beg for mercy now, and I might spare your life. As for Cao Ying, that little hottie is already reserved as this young master's bed warmer." Xiao Yan looked at Song Qing with a sideways glance.
Since he wanted to humiliate his opponent, he couldn't look at him directly.
"You, you..." When it came to street brawling, how could Song Qing be a match for Xiao Yan? His face twitched a few times in anger, and finally, he sneered.
"Very well, I see you've been spoiled by Yao Zun for too long, truly ignorant of the immensity of the heavens and the earth. Today, I will educate you properly, and let you know what it means to be 'there's always someone better'!" He roared, his body trembled slightly, and he disappeared from where he stood.
"Yao Lao? He's nothing. He couldn't possibly spoil me." Xiao Yan curled his lips, but ultimately didn't say it out loud.
He still had to respect the elderly.
At this moment, a gust of wind blew towards him, and a fist wrapped in green light had already smashed directly towards his face.
"Boom!" The fist, carrying green light, directly pierced through Xiao Yan's head in front of everyone's eyes.
"Ah!" Some of the kind-hearted girls couldn't help but cover their eyes, and Dan Chen's face turned pale with fright, only Cao Ying frowned slightly.
Because as Song Qing's fist passed through, Xiao Yan's head didn't bleed at all. Instead, it slowly dissipated.
"Energy body!" Song Qing's pupils shrank, and he quickly turned around and threw another punch.
"Your Dou Technique is not bad, but it's a pity that your cultivation isn't up to par." A fist collided with Song Qing's, emitting a dull thud. Song Qing couldn't help but retreat three steps, while Xiao Yan was sent flying dozens of meters away.
"Hahahaha, Xiao Yan, your movement technique is indeed very strong. I admit that my speed is not as good as yours, but with your Dou Qi, do you think you're my match?"
Seeing Xiao Yan flying so far away, Song Qing couldn't help but burst into laughter, a look of smugness on his face.
"Even if you are a peerless genius, you are still just a fifteen-year-old boy. The gap between a two-star Dou Huang and an eight-star Dou Huang is not something that can be made up for just by talent."
Moreover, Xiao Yan's Dou Qi seemed somewhat weak and unstable, feeling very weak.
"Sigh, this Burning诀's current Dou Qi is really weak," Xiao Yan shook his head helplessly.
A Yellow Grade High Burning诀, even if it was extraordinary, couldn't compare to Song Qing, who cultivated a Heaven Grade technique.
With Song Qing's status as a disciple of the Dan Pagoda's Grand Elder, having a Heaven Grade High technique wouldn't be surprising. At the very least, he could cultivate a Heaven Grade Intermediate technique. His Dou Qi was so potent that it could rival an ordinary nine-star Dou Huang.
And Xiao Yan had already regressed to a two-star Dou Huang. Coupled with Burning诀's weakness, he probably could only compare to a one-star Dou Huang.
It was only because of his masterful skill in Dou Technique cultivation, along with his extremely strong body, that he could withstand a blow from Song Qing. If it were any other Dou Huang, they would have vomited blood.
After all, the Dou Techniques Song Qing used were also of high quality.
It wasn't that Xiao Clan couldn't provide Xiao Yan with better Dou Techniques. It was just that, for Dou Huangs, the quality of these techniques was already close to the limit. Even better techniques wouldn't be easily usable by them.
"Xiao Yan, if this is all you've got, you might as well surrender," Song Qing sneered, his Dou Qi wings behind him vibrating as he surged forward again.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!" The two of them exchanged blows continuously, the surging aftershocks of their Dou Qi stirring up waves of energy in the heavens and earth. Many elders and disciples craned their necks to watch.
"Look, it's that genius Xiao Yan! Why is he fighting Song Qing?"
"Perhaps it's the rivalry between geniuses. Song Qing is also a genius cultivated by our Dan Pagoda. Two young talents clashing, wanting to determine a victor."
"Am I paying you to comment? Hurry up and bring me my stool and melon seeds!"
"Yes, teacher." "And another pot of wine."
"Yes, teacher."
"Xiao Yan, if you think you can last just by dodging like that, you can forget about it!" After sending Xiao Yan stumbling back with a palm strike, Song Qing sneered.
Xiao Yan's movement technique was indeed a bit faster than his own, but his Dou Qi was weak and unstable. He'd probably already used up half of it by now. In contrast, Song Qing's Dou Qi remained abundant, only about ten percent depleted.
"Admit defeat and leave Cao Ying alone, and I might spare you," Song Qing said with a smile.
"Heh heh, I told you, this little chick is already mine." Xiao Yan suddenly let out a strange laugh, rubbing his fists. Then, he grabbed his upper body's black robe with his right hand and tore it forcefully.
Rip. The expensive black fabric was torn open, revealing the youth's slightly slender yet powerful upper body.
"Crimson Flame Demon Body, activate!" Xiao Yan roared softly. The azure lion tattoo on his back began to glow, and streaks of azure lines seemed to be burning with flames. In the next moment, a long-dormant, powerful force awakened within Xiao Yan's body.
Crack, crack. Sounds came from Xiao Yan's bone joints, and his stature suddenly grew by half a head, reaching almost two meters. Furthermore, the tight muscles on his body began to engorge with blood.
At this moment, his body was tall and erect, his muscles seemingly cast in bronze, with clear lines and angles, like a work of art carved by the heavens, or a perfect warrior.
"Roar!" A deep lion's roar sounded from within Xiao Yan's body, and the azure lion tattoo on his back seemed to come alive.
"Wow, he's so cool!" A few girls couldn't help but shriek.
"This body… having him warm my bed would be a huge bargain."
Hearing their discussion, Cao Ying frowned, unable to help but snort coldly, which finally quieted the little vixens.
However, her long, narrow eyes were also fixed on Xiao Yan's perfect physique.
Dan Chen, on the side, covered her small face with a blush, but the gap between her slender jade fingers didn't block her view at all.
Men are lustful, and so are women, it's just that they are restrained by something called modesty.
"Song Qing, it's my turn this time!" Xiao Yan sneered. The afterimage of his body that had just dissipated was still there, while several more afterimages appeared in the air.
Heavenly Illusion Nine Flashes! In the next moment, his fist, carrying terrifying force, slammed fiercely towards Song Qing. Wherever his fist passed, even the space itself had a faint, dark fissure.
Song Qing's expression changed drastically. His hands moved with the fastest speed of his life, forming one hand seal after another, quickly condensing into a small, red shield the size of a human head.
地阶低级斗技:"玄火盾!"
Crack! Xiao Yan's fist only lingered on the small red shield for a moment before smashing it to pieces. The force was slightly diminished, but it still slammed into Song Qing's chest.
Song Qing's face paled, and he was sent crashing down from the sky by Xiao Yan's blow.
How can he be so terrifying! Song Qing's expression was one of terror. If it weren't for the armor protecting his chest, he probably would have been spitting up blood by now.
"I can't do this, I'm no match for him." Song Qing quickly activated his movement technique, turning into a streak of green light and attempting to escape. But how could his speed possibly outmatch Xiao Yan's?
Several afterimages flashed through the sky again, and Song Qing felt a massive force strike his back.
Thud! A dull sound echoed, and Song Qing's face turned ashen as he vomited a mouthful of blood.
"Xiao Yan, I concede! I concede!" He pleaded for mercy as he fled, but what answered him was another punch.
After three punches, Song Qing's face turned deathly pale as he crashed to the ground, unconscious.
"I told you not to act tough!"
"I told you not to act tough!" Xiao Yan retracted his strength and stomped on his face with the force of an ordinary person.