Questioning

An ill-timed cold laugh rang out from below the stage. Xiao Han, who had been about to step down, halted unconsciously, his brows knitting slightly.

At once, everyone turned toward the source of the sound. Soon, their gazes settled on a young man—Xiao Ning.

Xiao Ning looked at Xiao Han with a trace of disdain curling his lips. Naturally, he did not believe Xiao Han's strength could have soared so rapidly in such a short time.

Rumors are terrible. Once Xiao Ning voiced his doubts, many of the young people below the stage recovered from their earlier shock and gradually calmed down. As they looked at Xiao Han now, their eyes carried suspicion as well. After all, such cultivation speed was simply too shocking.

Although Xiao Yan's rapid increase in strength had astonished them, they still believed it in their hearts. After all, Xiao Yan had once displayed terrifying cultivation talent. Now that his talent had returned, they had nothing to say.

But who was Xiao Han? They had never even heard his name before. He was merely an ordinary Xiao Family Disciple. When someone who had always been so low-key suddenly revealed his sharp edge in such an earth-shattering manner, everyone was certainly surprised, but there was probably even more doubt in their hearts.

Of course, that was only human nature. Xiao Han had indeed once been an insignificant person. Their doubts were understandable; after all, he did not possess Xiao Yan's former genius reputation.

Xiao Han's Gaze swept across the area. He naturally took in the doubt in everyone's eyes, but he did not bother arguing. Facts spoke louder than words; nothing was more convincing than facts.

At last, Xiao Han's Gaze fell upon Xiao Ning. The corners of his lips lifted slightly. Since Xiao Ning doubted him, then...

He would beat him until he was utterly convinced!

Xiao Han truly had no reason to refuse Xiao Ning, who had practically offered his face up to be slapped. This was also the perfect chance to kill the chicken to warn the monkey and silence every voice of doubt. "You suspect that I tampered with the Testing Stele?" Xiao Han asked Xiao Ning calmly.

"Isn't that the case? Otherwise, how could someone like you raise your strength to Dou Qi Stage Nine so quickly?" Xiao Ning said coldly.

The Middle-aged Tester's eyes flickered as he watched their dispute, but he said nothing. To be honest, he harbored some doubts himself. Let the two argue for now. He knew that this argument would ultimately head in only one direction: a fight. That was why he did not speak. He also wanted to see whether Xiao Han truly possessed the strength of Dou Qi Stage Nine.

"Just because you can't do it doesn't mean others can't. You always judge others by your own standards. You're nothing but short-sighted!" Xiao Han glanced at Xiao Ning indifferently, causing the latter's expression to turn cold at once. Xiao Han continued, "Forget it. I don't want to argue with you either. Let facts speak. You and I—how about a battle?"

You and I—how about a battle?

Xiao Han's words were blunt. He knew that bluntness was exactly what was needed now.

Anticipation flickered in the eyes of the crowd below the stage. This was naturally the simplest and most direct method.

Genius or Trash? A battle would be enough to explain everything! "Why wouldn't I dare?" Xiao Ning sneered. This was exactly what he wanted. A genius? Soon, he would beat this genius into a dog! Xiao Han beckoned lightly to Xiao Ning, his calm voice carrying out:

"Since that's the case, go on stage!"