Fighting Soul Clan Demoness

Chapter 288 The Sickly Young Master
Seeing Xue Beng's extremely serious attitude, Xiao Yan couldn't help but rub his eyes, feeling as if he was in a dream.

Wasn't he ridiculed?

To be honest, Xiao Yan has become a little numb. He always feels that no matter how strong he is or how hard to mess with his face looks, there will always be some people who will jump in and mock him as if they have lost their minds.

But now, when he was ready to be ridiculed, the man in front of him did not play by the rules -

"Well, aren't you going to say anything else?"

"others?"

"Uh, I heard that girl is doing very well in Canaan College and has made a lot of enemies for me."

Scratching his head, Xiao Yan whispered as if possessed by a ghost.

Perhaps it was due to some inertia, but the lack of pre-match trash talk made him feel a little uncomfortable for a while.

"Is there such a thing?"

Xue Beng frowned seriously, sneered, and then said righteously:

"Haha, they are just some rats. No matter what they do, I, Xue Beng, am upright and honest. I will definitely not be an enemy of Brother Xiao Yan."

What a mess
Seeing that the other party was actually starting to get close to him, Xiao Yan's mouth twitched and he sighed with a headache.

It seems that because of the previous conversation between him and Xun'er, these people almost heard about her childhood?

No wonder you want to get close to me.

After working outside for a long time, I feel a little uncomfortable dealing with these little brats.

Thinking of this, Xiao Yan's eyes became a little colder. He would never show mercy to anyone who tried to pry into Xun'er's privacy.
"No excessive conversation is allowed on the field! Xiao Yan, Xue Beng, prepare for your battle!"

"Ah yes!"

The referee's cold shout instantly interrupted Xue Beng's thoughts of continuing the conversation. He raised his spear and said seriously:
"Brother Xiao Yan, although I don't know your exact strength, based on your current condition, I advise you to come back next year to compete. Otherwise, even if I let you win, I'm afraid you won't be able to withstand the subsequent competitions."

"It's no use talking more."

A slight smile appeared on Xiao Yan's pale face. He waved to the young man opposite him, his voice as steady as a mountain.

"Come."

Seeing the other party's indifferent behavior, Xue Beng's pupils constricted slightly, and the blood in his heart was instantly aroused.

He took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and said in a low voice:

"Since Your Excellency insists on fighting, then I'm sorry!"

As soon as the words fell, the figure shot out like a beast that had been gathering strength for a long time!

The spear shook in his hand, and due to its strong toughness, a beautiful gun flower instantly popped out from the spear body. With a whistling sound of cracking wind, it instantly pierced straight towards the shoulder of the seemingly weak young man.

The gun comes out with force, and pear blossoms rain down!
Looking at the cold light coming towards him, a strange look flashed in Xiao Yan's eyes. It was his first time fighting against an enemy who was proficient in using a spear, so he couldn't help but feel curious.

With Xiao Yan's keen eyesight, he could instantly determine the material added during the forging of the other party's gun body: soft silver!

Although it is far from comparable to the meteorite iron of the Xuanzhong Ruler, this extremely tough material is of great help to him in unleashing the shaking power contained in the Eight Extreme Collapse.

"Janaan Academy is indeed quite interesting. Unfortunately, its strength is a little lacking."

Xiao Yan smacked his lips secretly, his eyes still calm, even the movements of his body did not change, he just raised his arm and pointed at the series of thrusts coming towards him.

"Ding!" A sound like the collision of metal was heard, and everyone felt their eyes blurred. The countless cold rays transformed by the spear disappeared in an instant, and then all the fighting spirit was suppressed, and it was like an iron wall and it was impossible to advance any further.

It turned out to be a finger!!

Looking at the white fingertip that swallowed up all the cold light and only sank inward a fraction of an inch, everyone on the scene was dumbfounded, as if they had seen a ghost.

"Xiao Yan caught Xue Beng's fighting skill with just one finger?!"

"This, this doesn't make sense! Isn't he depleted of Qi and blood? How could he still have such a strong body?!"

"This Xiao Yan hasn't even used his Dou Qi yet!"

Not only the students who were watching, but even the elders and vice-presidents who were sitting quietly on the stage, all had expressions of surprise and doubt on their faces, as if they wanted to get to know the troublesome student who had been on leave for two years again.

"This Xiao Yan is very extraordinary!"

A girl in red looked at the indifferent figure on the field with burning eyes, muttering.

"Haha, little witch, with this guy here, you're probably going to have another opponent worthy of fighting."

Vice President Hu Qian raised his eyebrows and said with a smile.

"I hope so. If he's really as weak as he appears to be, I'd find it rather uninteresting."

With a playful smile, the woman in red known as the 'little witch' curled her lips and snorted in disdain.

On the field, Xue Beng's eyes were fixed on the tit-for-tat scene, the chill in his body rushed straight to the top of his head, causing his palm holding the spear to tremble slightly.

powerful!
too strong!
Completely different from other spectators, the moment Xue Beng actually came into contact with the man in front of him, he completely understood how terrifying the other party was. This couldn't even be called a crushing defeat, but rather a guidance!

One-sided advice.

Xiao Yan's aura was restrained and unpretentious, but his strength was like a sacred mountain pressing down on his head, and no matter how he resisted, it was useless.

"Ugh!!!"

Xue Beng's face flushed red, veins popped out all over his body, and his fighting spirit poured out like a tide, all of which was poured into the spear.

In an instant, a light blue light burst out from the tip of the spear, and the power continued to rise, causing the spear body to bend into a terrifying arc. However, no matter how hard he exerted, he could not make the spear break free from the opponent's lock.

The spear, the body, and even the fighting spirit seemed to be everything in it, all of which were fixed firmly in place by the force transmitted from the opponent's fingertips, and it was impossible to even withdraw!

"Spear techniques are fancy. As the saying goes: a month with a club, a year with a fist, and a long time with a spear. And although you wield a spear, you are merely demonstrating brute force. Naturally, you cannot break free from my restraints."

Considering that the other party had no ill intentions and was a fellow student of Canaan College, Xiao Yan casually reminded him and then pressed his fingers down slightly, gently pressing in the direction below him.

"boom!!!"

With a loud bang, the stone slabs on the field collapsed into pieces under the weight, turning into several terrifying ravines that spread outside the battle circle.

The spear flew out and pierced straight into the ground, shaking out exaggerated arcs, and then a black-shirted figure appeared under the smoke and dust.

"you you."

Staring blankly at the frail young man looking down at him, Xue Beng's mouth trembled and his heart beat wildly.

Xiao Yan leaned over, patted his face, and then said with a harmless smile:
"Rather than worrying about my sister's privacy, I advise you to focus on your cultivation first, Senior—"

(End of this chapter)