Battle Through the Heavens - chapter-43
Looking at Xiao Ning directly without saying anything, Xiao Yan quietly
walked off the stage. Quickly, a loud chatter arose from the audience,
who was still not completely over the previous shock; their heart slowly
began to churn quickly once more.
The younger Xiao Clan generation were all dumbstruck as they looked to
Xiao Ning who was vomiting blood. As peers, they were naturally aware of
Xiao Ning’s fighting capabilities. In the youngest generation of the Xiao
Clan, aside of Xun Er, very few could rival Xiao Ning. However at this
moment, he was utterly defeated by Xiao Yan. This unforeseen result had
happened so suddenly, catching everyone unprepared.
In the audience, Xiao Yu looked at the quickly defeated Xiao Ning, her
pretty cheeks showing a faint red hue as her mouth gaped open at the
incredible sight, even her heart was in shock.
After a while, Xiao Yu slowly recovered her composure, her slender white
neck regaining its natural rosy color. She murmured softly under her
breath, “This scoundrel, how did he get so strong? How could he have time
to practice new Dou Techniques while bitterly trying to regain his
original Dou Qi?”
“Hehe, not only is young master Xiao Yan’s Dou Qi quite powerful his Dou
Techniques are also very well practiced. Xiao Clan Leader must have spent
a lot of time on him?” In the Guest Platform, although Ya Fei was
mentally prepared from the start, she was shocked by Xiao Yan’s
performance. She seductively flashed her eyes as she faced Xiao Zhan who
If one wanted to learn deep Dou Techniques then one needed to have an
instructor who knew the tricks to that Dou Technique. It would seem that
Ya Fei believed that Xiao Zhan had taught Xiao Yan in private.
Hearing what Ya Fei said earlier, Xiao Zhan laughed bitterly, shaking his
head. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to teach Xiao Yan Dou Ji, he
couldn’t have possibly teach Xiao Yan such interesting Dou Techniques.
Even with his understanding of the Dou Techniques in Xiao Clan, he had
never seen a Dou Technique like that.
Therefore Xiao Zhan could only come to one conclusion, the Dou Technique
Xiao Yan used was not from Xiao clan.
Since that isn’t a Dou Technique from our clan, where did Xiao Yan
learn it from? Xiao Zhan had his suspicions and looked towards the
various experts in the clan, searching for answers. But all he saw were
somewhat strange looks that they were aimed at him.
Looking at the gazes on their faces, Xiao Zhan stared blankly and before
realizing what the glances zes meant: they thought that he helped Yan Er!
Curling his lips, Xiao Zhan did not feel like giving an explanation and
returned his gaze to his son. “This brat, he certainly has no shortage of
secrets.” He murmured to himself.
There on the stage, remained the still collapsed form of Xiao Ning. The
second elder shook his head helplessly in shock and studied Xiao Yan with
a complex look.
The young man bowed his head briefly, his delicate but young face had a
tranquil look. No traces of pride or arrogance had appeared on his face,
even after his victory.
Letting out a sigh, the second elder raised a dry palm high and was about
to loudly proclaim that the match was over when his face suddenly turned
to the left.
In the distance, Xiao Ning, who was laying on the ground earlier,
suddenly leapt up like a jaguar. His faint Dou Qi dramatically rose as
his feet stamped firmly onto the wooden stage floor. Dashing forward,
each time his foot landed on the stage, wood splinters would jump up from
Both his cold eyes focused once more on Xiao Yan and his bloodstained
mouth and face turned even more malevolent than before. “You bastard.
Time for you to go to hell!”
“Xiao Ning, stop!”
The sudden event left the second elder distracted but he immediately
shouted out. However, at this moment, Xiao Ning’s mind was filled with
only rage and hatred, he turned a deaf ear to the second elder. Taking
advantage of the Tier 2 “Qi Increasing Powder”, he gnashed his teeth
together in fury while glaring at Xiao Yan, and immediately rushed in to
The sudden change on the field caused a disturbance amongst the audience.
On the Guest terrace, Xiao Zhan and the people around him were able to
detect what had just happened; Xiao Ning now had the strength of an Dou
“He took ‘Qi Gathering Powder’!” The knowledgeable Ya Fei exclaimed after
she saw the sudden sharp rise in strength of Xiao Ning, her charming face
changed as she spoke.
“You scoundrel!” Xiao Zhan’s expression turned bleak. He slammed his
hands against the table, hairline fractures radiated outwards from the
impact. With a fierce look, he glared at the first elder, “You old prune,
if something happens to my son then even your own grandson’s life won’t
be enough compensation!”
At the moment, Xiao Yan possessed far more potential than Xiao Ning. If
Yan Er suffered a serious injury in the match because of Xiao Ning’s
violation of the rules, even with Xiao Ning’s support from the first
elder, the clan would not easily let him off.
As Xiao Zhan glared at the first elder, the first elder’s wrinkled face
started trembling. He began to stutter. If Xiao Yan was the same weak
Xiao Yan from before, then a serious injury wouldn’t mean much. But
now… the clan would even turn their back on the first elder before
giving up this person who had the possibility of become a Dou Huang!
The second elder’s cry had no effect; Xiao Ning was already an arm’s
length away from Xiao Yan, and his hands were covered with a thick layer
of Dou Qi as he roared “Iron Mountain Fists!”.
With the increase in power, this time, the Iron Mountain Fists sent out a
huge shockwave, far larger than the one before.
The force blew back Xiao Yan’s hair, revealing a pair of calm but cold
Facing Xiao Ning’s strike, Xiao Yan unexpectedly did not step back. He
clenched his right hand and slowly got into a stance. Then, after a brief
pause, he shot forward like an arrow off a bowstring.
The second elder stomped his foot in anger when he saw Xiao Yan meet head
on with the incoming Xiao Ning and yelled out in frustration, “Idiot!”
Giving a suppressed shout in his mind, Xiao Yan’s fist collided with
Xiao Ning’s under the horrified gaze of the second elder.
“Bang!” The two fists met midair. Suddenly, Xiao Ning’s twisted face
began to turn deathly pale. Once again blood began to spill from his
mouth, staining his face.
With an apathetic look on his face, Xiao Yan’s sleeves fluttered as he
delivered another punch at Xiao Ning, smashing him out of the field like
a leaf in a gale.
Seeing this scene, the second elder on the platform suddenly squinted his
eyes. He could not help but flatly inhale a cold breath. From that moment
on, watching the backline of the young man in black, he seemed to become