The Transmigrator Who Changed Doupo

Just as Xiao Yuntian hesitated, Xiao Xuanyuan nodded to him and gave him a reassuring and firm look.

In the end, Xiao Yuntian agreed.

By this time, the final stage of the ritual test was nearing its end. Most of the clansmen who had come out to challenge the test hoping for a lucky break had been eliminated. Only a handful remained: Xiao Xuanyuan, Xiao Yan, and Xiao Ke'er, the granddaughter of the Second Elder.

On the training ground, Xiao Zhan specifically drew a battle circle of about ten zhang in diameter for Xiao Xuanyuan and Xiao Yan.

Within the battle circle, Xiao Xuanyuan and Xiao Yan faced each other in battle.

"Xiao Yan, do you hate me that much?"

"I hate you to the bone. Not only did you steal my ring, but you also stole my love. How can I not hate you?" Xiao Yan's brows furrowed, and his outstretched palms had begun to harden into a stone-like white.

White Stone Palm, a mid-level Yellow Rank combat skill!

Without another word, Xiao Yan charged straight at Xiao Xuanyuan.

"Are you in such a hurry to make a move?"

Seeing Xiao Yan rushing towards him, Xiao Xuanyuan immediately took a step back to prepare for the attack.

Xiao Yan frowned, his face solemn. Without pausing, his hands transformed into white palms, which instantly drew a pale white arc and slashed fiercely at Xiao Xuanyuan.

"This guy is really decisive and ruthless in his actions."

Xiao Xuanyuan did not confront him head-on. He turned and, relying on the speed he had honed through days of extreme physical training, dodged Xiao Yan's powerful White Stone Palm attack in the blink of an eye.

Having missed his first attack, Xiao Yan raised his palm and continued chasing after Xiao Xuanyuan.

Xiao Xuanyuan knew this guy had a short temper, so he wouldn't confront him head-on. His method was the same as last time: as long as he could outsmart him and win with minimal losses, he wouldn't fight him head-on. This was his approach to dealing with Xiao Yan.

This specially designated battle area was about ten zhang in diameter, providing enough space for Xiao Xuanyuan to dodge and engage Xiao Yan in a prolonged struggle.

"Xiao Yan, you are no match for me..." Xiao Xuanyuan's lips curled into a wicked smile, and his figure moved like a ghost. As soon as Xiao Yan's attack reached him, he instantly moved to another location.

In just a few moments, Xiao Yan had made ten moves. On the scene, palm winds flew and energy overflowed, and the two figures flashed and intertwined.

The Xiao family members watching from the sidelines began to find it unbearable. Some of the young men immediately started mocking, "Xiao Xuanyuan, you're such a slippery coward, hahaha..."

"I think he hasn't learned any fighting techniques. This is a slippery, muddy fighting style. Remember last time? Didn't he use this kind of underhanded tactic to wear down Xiao Yan to death?"

"This guy is like a rat, how could he have cultivated to the sixth level of Dou Qi? He's definitely a fraud, all show and no substance..."

Listening to the mockery and gossip of his clansmen, Xiao Yuntian's forehead was covered in black lines. What was this guy up to now? It's always the same; he's making me lose all face...

Xiao Yuntian looked at Xiao Xuanyuan with a mixture of disappointment and resentment, his eyes filled with bitterness. He wished he could rush up and beat Xiao Xuanyuan up right then and there. How embarrassing! So embarrassing! To be called a rat, to be utterly humiliated…

During the duel, Xiao Xuanyuan's peripheral vision caught sight of Xiao Yuntian's incredibly dark face. Xiao Xuanyuan's heart skipped a beat; this old fellow…

Not only did Xiao Yuntian's face turn green, but even Xiao Mei blushed for Xiao Xuanyuan's sake when she saw his disheveled state, constantly nearly unable to dodge. This guy, didn't he teach Galeo a lesson in the Eastern Market last time? How did he end up so embarrassed now…?

Xun'er wasn't too worried about Xiao Xuanyuan. She knew his personality; he was a sly little devil who always tried to take advantage of her. Last time, Xiao Yan... wasn't he defeated by him? As for the unpleasant words around them, Xun'er treated them as if they were just a passing breeze, as if she hadn't heard them at all.

However, Xun'er still had a hint of worry on her face. Xiao Yan had also reached the sixth level of Dou Qi, and judging from his momentum... Although Xun'er still had some feelings for Xiao Yan and hoped that neither of them would get hurt, she would rather her Xuanyuan brother win this battle...

Compared to Xun'er and the others' reactions, Xiao Ning wore a broad, gleeful smile. "Xiao Xuanyuan, let's see how you get beaten like a dead dog this time..."

Hearing the harsh words around him, Xiao Xuanyuan's face turned pale and then flushed. These guys were deliberately trying to embarrass him and make him lose face...

For a moment's distraction, Xiao Xuanyuan was unable to dodge in time. Xiao Yan pounced forward, and a white palm strike aimed at his neck.

Xiao Xuanyuan snapped out of his daze, his face filled with horror. If that palm strike had landed, he might have lost the fight… There was no time to dodge. Xiao Xuanyuan barely managed to shift to the right, relying on his powerful physique. At that moment, a white palm shadow from Xiao Yan struck Xiao Xuanyuan's left shoulder, which he had just managed to evade.

puff!

A sharp pain shot through Xiao Xuanyuan's left shoulder, causing him to stagger. A powerful force struck him, sending him staggering back several steps as Xiao Yan's White Stone Palm struck him.

Having gained the upper hand, Xiao Yan pressed his advantage relentlessly, charging forward once more. A barrage of white stone palm strikes rained down upon him.

Xiao Xuanyuan was momentarily distracted and suffered a blow, which Xun'er witnessed, and her heart tightened immediately. Xiao Mei, Xiao Yuntian, and the others also showed expressions of worry.

Xiao Xue remained aloof and incomparably beautiful, her face expressionless, just like her name, icy and snowy. However, after Xiao Xuanyuan was struck, she glanced at him with a hint of surprise. That one glance revealed her entire expression.

Faced with Xiao Yan's fierce pursuit, Xiao Xuanyuan barely managed to adjust his fighting spirit and shift his body several steps, thus evading Xiao Yan's relentless attacks.

"Young Master Xuanyuan, do you need my help?"

At this moment, a voice that only Xiao Xuanyuan could hear rang in his mind, speaking with some concern.

Xiao Xuanyuan gritted his teeth and replied fiercely, "No need."

The old man's somewhat helpless voice came again: "Then you'd better handle it yourself. Don't blame me if you lose." After saying that, the old man lazily went back to sleep in his ring.

"This old guy, hmph..." Xiao Xuanyuan ignored him, quickly regaining his composure and dealing with Xiao Yan's powerful and continuous pursuit with high vigilance.

"I don't believe I can't kill you!" Hearing the harsh words around him, Xiao Xuanyuan was also angered by Xiao Yan's words, but he had calmed down by now. He had to win!

Forcing himself to remain calm and enduring the intense pain in his left shoulder, Xiao Xuanyuan remained silent, continuing to contend with Xiao Yan.

The Transmigrator Who Changed Doupo

Chapter Twenty-Nine: A Critical Moment

As time passed, Xiao Yan's attack speed gradually slowed down, becoming less fluid and rapid than before.

Large beads of sweat dripped from his forehead, and his breathing became heavy, a far cry from his previous nonchalant demeanor. As his internal fighting spirit continued to deplete, Xiao Yan realized that despite attacking for so long, he had failed to catch Xiao Xuanyuan's figure and deliver a fatal blow.

After so long, he still hadn't managed to defeat Xiao Xuanyuan, and Xiao Yan was starting to panic. If he continued to drag things out with Xiao Xuanyuan like this, the outcome was predictable: he would definitely suffer a crushing defeat.

Not only Xiao Yan, but Xiao Xuanyuan was in almost the same condition. He had been momentarily distracted, and Xiao Yan had seized the opportunity to strike him on the left shoulder. That single blow caused Xiao Xuanyuan excruciating pain, as if his left shoulder bone was being torn apart. Without a doubt, Xiao Xuanyuan understood that his left shoulder bone had been severely injured. That one blow had at least significantly reduced his ability to perform.

This battle is crucial to his reputation and honor. A loss would bring him lifelong shame and make him unable to hold his head high in the Xiao family. Xiao Xuanyuan never imagined he would lose. Now, in this critical situation, he must fight with all his might, even to the death, to wear Xiao Yan down.

Watching the battle unfold, Xiao Xuanyuan's momentum was at a disadvantage, completely suppressed by Xiao Yan, unable to mount a single counterattack. Xiao Yuntian was frantic with worry for his grandson. His expression was not only dark, but also filled with disappointment and frustration. However, he was utterly helpless.

His grandson had always been strong since childhood, sometimes even stubbornly so, preferring to bear it all in his heart rather than ever showing a hint of sadness. This made Xiao Yuntian both anxious and helpless.

Besides Xiao Yuntian, there were also Xiao Xuanyuan's two younger brothers, Xiao Ding and Xiao Shan. A group of clansmen participated in this ritual test, but the two of them did not. They were considerably younger than Xiao Xuanyuan, by three to five years. Furthermore, their Dou Qi levels were too low, making participation in the clan's ritual test unnecessary.

To be honest, Xiao Xuanyuan is no more than fourteen or fifteen years old. According to the Xiao family's rules, only those who reach the age of sixteen can participate in the coming-of-age ceremony. The ceremony test held a month in advance is just a warm-up, in preparation for the coming-of-age ceremony a month later. Those who fail the test will be assigned to various family businesses, thus separating them from the core power of the family.

Xiao Xuanyuan was around fifteen years old. Thanks to his grandfather Xiao Yuntian's power and status, he was barely able to participate in this ritual test. As long as he passed the ritual test, he could still participate in the coming-of-age ceremony a month later, after which he would be considered an adult.

In the Dou Qi Continent, strength reigns supreme. If you are strong enough, even a ten-year-old child will be addressed with respect by older Dou Qi cultivators. Everything is decided by strength.

The more Xiao Yan attacked, the angrier he became. Xiao Xuanyuan, on the other hand, dodged and weaved like a rat, refusing to engage him in combat. After such a long chase and attack, Xiao Yan's fighting spirit in his dantian had been greatly depleted. The low-grade medicine he occasionally took out of his pocket was not enough to sustain his attacks.

Since the start of the battle, his fighting spirit has decreased to less than 40%.

Gritting his teeth, Xiao Yan decided that he couldn't delay any longer. His fighting spirit was greatly depleted, and if a victory couldn't be decided quickly, he was genuinely afraid that Xiao Xuanyuan might have some hidden tricks up his sleeve.

"I'll risk it all!" Having made up his mind decisively, Xiao Yan mobilized all the Dou Qi in his dantian and swallowed a mouthful of low-grade medicinal liquid from the small, yellowish-brown gourd tied to his waist. He had obtained this with great difficulty, all for the sake of winning this ritual test and defeating Xiao Xuanyuan. He had been looking forward to this day for a long time. No matter what, he had to win!

After swallowing the medicine, a fiery red flame flashed in Xiao Yan's eyes. Instantly, fiery red flames erupted from his hands, swirling around his palms.

"Xiao Xuanyuan, die! Fiery Palm!"

Xiao Yan roared and lunged forward towards Xiao Xuanyuan.

"What?! The Yellow-Rank Advanced Battle Technique, Flame Palm! How did Xiao Yan learn it?" At this moment, a burst of heated discussion erupted among the surrounding clansmen and disciples.

"The Flaming Palm is a high-level Yellow Rank Dou Technique from the inner layer of the Xiao Family's Dou Qi Pavilion. How did he learn it?" On the high platform to the left of the training ground, a knowledgeable elder showed a look of astonishment.

The other elders of the Xiao family also looked at Clan Chief Xiao Zhan on the platform with puzzled expressions. Could it be...?

Ignoring the elders and other seniors around him, Xiao Zhan's gaze was fixed directly on Xiao Yan. "Yan'er, this time, your father searched the entire inner chambers of the Dou Qi Pavilion for you, finally finding this Flame Palm technique suitable for you. Whether you win or not depends on you… As for stealing the Dou Qi Pavilion's inner techniques, your father will take the blame for you. You shouldn't disappoint your father…"

A complex expression flashed in Xiao Zhan's eyes.

"Fire Palm, a high-level Yellow Rank combat skill. I've heard that to learn this skill, one needs the flames within a powerful magical beast, or to undergo extreme training in the crater of a volcano after an eruption. Otherwise, it's absolutely impossible to even reach the minor level of mastery..."

"It's said that the accompanying fire of such a powerful magical beast that wields fire is extremely rare, often worth a fortune in Wutan City. Could he be training in the crater of a volcano in the nearby Magical Beast Mountain Range? It's said to be very dangerous; no one can say for sure that a volcano that just spewed out scorching lava won't erupt again!"

"If Xiao Yan were to master this technique, the outcome of this competition would be a foregone conclusion..."

Hearing the heated discussions around him, Xiao Xuanyuan frowned deeply. He hadn't expected that Xiao Yan would risk his life to cultivate at the edge of an active volcano for this ritual test. If something had gone wrong… this guy was truly courting death. Thinking of that near-death experience, Xiao Xuanyuan couldn't help but admire Xiao Yan. This guy's hatred for him was truly admirable; no wonder Yao Lao had taken a liking to him and considered him a promising talent. He was a ruthless character!

With utmost vigilance, Xiao Xuanyuan dared not be careless in the slightest. Xiao Yan had already begun to fight desperately, and he couldn't let Xiao Yan get any closer, lest he lose everything in one careless move.

A powerful wave of heat swept over Xiao Xuanyuan, who quickly retreated to avoid Xiao Yan's forceful attack. Xiao Yan swung his palms, unleashing a series of fiery red palm shadows that struck at Xiao Xuanyuan from all sides, leaving him no chance to dodge; this was clearly an attempt to cut off his escape route.

After unleashing a series of fiery palm strikes, Xiao Yan flashed forward again. Xiao Xuanyuan was now at a critical juncture; if he couldn't evade Xiao Yan's relentless attacks, he would lose the battle!

The Transmigrator Who Changed Doupo

Chapter 30 Gravity Combat Techniques

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The fiery palms pressed in, scorching the air with a hissing sound.

Seeing the five or six fiery palms hurtling towards him, Xiao Xuan's pupils constricted sharply. There was no way to dodge now. He and Xiao Yan were both at the sixth level of Dou Qi, and in terms of speed, he was far superior. In other aspects—physical strength, agility, endurance, etc.—Xiao Yan was no match. After all, the extreme body training arranged by Elder Yao these past few days hadn't been for nothing.

From Xiao Yan's various states and signs, Xiao Xuanyuan could roughly guess that Xiao Yan had exhausted all his tricks, and his Dou Qi had been depleted by at least 80% or 90%. As long as he could withstand Xiao Yan's fierce attack, Xiao Xuanyuan was confident that he could kill this guy with his own hands.

Xiao Xuanyuan gritted his teeth; he had no choice but to take the risk. Having made up his mind, Xiao Xuanyuan began preparing his methods.

In the midst of the battle, Xiao Xuanyuan had nowhere to hide and was forced into a corner by Xiao Yan's fierce attacks. Now, if Xiao Xuanyuan was forced to retreat a few steps, he would be out of the battle circle, and the battle would be considered a loss for him. However, no matter what, Xiao Xuanyuan would not be willing to retreat and suffer such a forced and humiliating defeat.

Watching Xiao Xuanyuan face a desperate situation in the arena, Xun'er tightly gripped the hem of her pale purple dress with both hands. Her face was deathly pale, and her eyes were filled with worry. She knew Xiao Xuanyuan's personality well; he was very competitive, even stubborn. If he lost this match, it would be a huge blow to him. After all, it concerned his reputation and honor.

Not only was Xun'er extremely worried about Xiao Xuanyuan, but Xiao Mei beside her also looked pale and her heart was in her throat. She still couldn't understand why Xiao Xuanyuan was so powerful in the Eastern Market last time, but now he was being forced to flee in a sorry state by Xiao Yan, and had ended up in this predicament.

On the high platform to the left of the training ground, Xiao Yuntian sighed unconsciously, as if he had aged several years in an instant. This grandson had always been a worry for him, an incurable source of distress that had kept him perpetually melancholy. But thanks to that expert not long ago, his long-standing anxieties had been resolved, and his mood had improved considerably in recent years. However, he still placed too many hopes on this grandson. Now that he could cultivate battle qi and advance in rank, that was enough; he dared not ask for anything more…

Xiao Xuanyuan's two younger brothers, Xiao Ding and Xiao Shan, also exclaimed in surprise. They watched as their brother, Xiao Xuanyuan, was about to be defeated by Xiao Yan's attack!

A hint of disappointment flashed in Xiao Xue's beautiful eyes. She had thought that Xiao Xuanyuan, whom she had high hopes for, was hiding his strength and waiting for an opportunity, a chance to turn the tables... But she never expected it to end like this.

In the training ground, most of the Xiao family members thought that Xiao Xuanyuan would be defeated, because the Fiery Palm, a high-level Yellow-rank fighting technique, was something that he, with only sixth-level fighting qi, could not withstand...

Suddenly, instead of retreating, Xiao Xuanyuan advanced, leaping forward to meet Xiao Yan's fiery palm strike.

call!……

"What is this guy trying to do?" Gasps of shock echoed across the training ground. The Fiery Palm was unstoppable and beyond Xiao Xuanyuan's ability to handle. They could almost see Xiao Xuanyuan being severely injured and screaming under Xiao Yan's powerful Fiery Palm.

Just when most people thought so, the results often turned out to be unexpected.

After Xiao Xuanyuan rushed forward, he recited an incantation and his hands moved swiftly like butterflies flitting among flowers, forming a series of hand seals. His hands then formed an extremely profound and complex hand seal.