Defeating Xiao Ning

Xiao Family, backyard.

Mo Yu looked up at the spacious room before him. On the plaque above the entrance, three flamboyant blood-red characters read "Skill Hall."

Hearing the occasional shouts from inside the Skill Hall, Mo Yu was not surprised. Although the Xiao Family's Skill Hall was not large and most of the Dou Techniques stored within were low-tier, it was already quite good in Wu Tan City. Thus, family members would occasionally come here.

As for high-tier Dou Techniques, Mo Yu had many of them in his mind. He had come here only to study the basic rules of Dou Technique in the Dou Qi Continent and relax by reading some books.

Thus, Mo Yu did not dawdle and immediately entered the Skill Hall.

As soon as he entered the Skill Hall, the faint cheers and cries of young men and young girls occasionally drifted over.

The Skill Hall was divided into eastern and western sections. The eastern section stored the family's Dou Techniques, while the western section was a sizable training ground. Thus, the Xiao Family Members sometimes held competitions here.

Mo Yu had no interest in competitions, naturally, and instead headed straight for the eastern section.

Stopping at the eastern side of the main hall, Mo Yu casually pulled a purple scroll from the nearby shelf and slowly spread it open. Once unfurled, several large black characters appeared on its back.

Yellow-tier Low-level: Splitting Mountain Fist!

Leaning leisurely against the bookshelf, Mo Yu slowly comprehended the cultivation method and circulation technique of the Splitting Mountain Fist. With the wealth of experience from his Previous Life, he mastered most of this Yellow-tier Low-level Dou Technique in no time.

After initially committing the Dou Technique firmly to memory, Mo Yu went to another shelf and took out a black scroll. Once he spread it open, words were written on it.

Yellow-tier Low-level: Cloud-Parting Kick!

Mo Yu took a little interest in kick-based Dou Techniques. His Thunder Adamant Body greatly enhanced his physical qualities, but it had some shortcomings when it came to technique. Although he had already made up for this deficiency, absorbing some of the experience from the Dou Qi Continent was still excellent.

And so, Mo Yu began his frantic browsing journey. Almost no scroll escaped his hands.

His frenzied actions also attracted the attention of quite a few Xiao Family Members.

Generally speaking, a Dou Practitioner of the Dou Qi stage only needed to master two or three Yellow-tier Low-level Dou Techniques. For one thing, mastering a Dou Technique required a long period of practice, while a person's energy was limited. It was impossible to learn so many Dou Techniques.

For another, after breaking through to the Dou Practitioner Realm, some low-level Dou Techniques became far less useful, requiring one to learn higher-level Dou Techniques instead. Thus, very few people devoted too much attention to these low-level Dou Techniques.

Therefore, Mo Yu's behavior was extremely puzzling.

Just as Mo Yu was thoroughly enjoying viewing the various Dou Techniques in the Xiao Family's Skill Hall, an unwelcome guest came to his side.

"You're Mo Yu?"

A voice carrying a hint of inquiry, mixed with a trace of disdain and schadenfreude, sounded beside the Youth's ear.

Disturbed from the world within the book, Mo Yu's brows immediately furrowed.

Having lived three lifetimes, the thing he hated most was being interrupted for no reason while doing something he enjoyed.

"And you are?"

Looking at the slightly plump Youth of around fifteen or sixteen, a flash of anger passed through Mo Yu's eyes, as if a bolt of lightning were burning within them.

The Fat Youth was suddenly fixed by Mo Yu's icy gaze, and his mind trembled. He had originally thought this would be a chance to curry favor with Big Brother Xiao Ning, but why was this person so frightening?

"I... I'm Xiao Le. I heard you performed quite well in the last test, so... Big Brother Xiao Ning wants to invite you to the western training ground for a match."

Frightened by Mo Yu's Aura, the Fat Young Master's tone became much friendlier. Pointing toward the training ground, he spoke haltingly.

Hearing this, Mo Yu realized that this Guy was merely a messenger, so he shifted his gaze to the training ground on the left.

A Youth stood on the field. He appeared to be around seventeen or eighteen and was quite handsome.

This Youth was the handsome young man Mo Yu had encountered earlier. Mo Yu was not unfamiliar with him. He was the Grandson of the Xiao Family's Great Elder, and his cultivation talent was also quite good. At only seventeen, he had already reached the Eighth Stage Dou Qi. Within the family, only Xun'er could suppress him.

Of course, that had been before.

"It seems my attitude earlier caused him to misunderstand. What a petty person."

Seeing Xiao Ning inexplicably target him, Mo Yu thought it over and immediately understood the reason. However, he did not care.

How could an Elephant change its way of life because of an Ant?

"Cousin Mo Yu, although you aren't a member of my Xiao Family, you still carry the blood of the Xiao Family. Since I've invited you to have a match, you shouldn't refuse, right?"

Seeing Mo Yu look over, Xiao Ning smiled warmly from the field, though a trace of ruthlessness flashed through his eyes.

As the son of the clan's Great Elder, with talent second only to Xun'er, he had both family standing and talent. He could even compete for the position of future Xiao Family Patriarch. How could he tolerate being ignored by Mo Yu, the descendant of a servant?

Today, he would teach the other party a lesson!

Noticing the murderous aura that flashed deep in Xiao Ning's Eyes, Mo Yu's mouth curved into a dangerous arc.

Since the other party was so intent on courting disaster, this was the perfect chance to loosen up his muscles.

"I can hardly refuse such enthusiasm. Since that's the case, I'll exchange a few moves with Cousin Xiao Ning!" Mo Yu slowly lowered the scroll in his hand and turned to walk onto the training ground.

"Cousin Xiao Ning broke through to the Eighth Stage Dou Strength two months ago. Mo Yu is in danger."

"Heh, he's merely the descendant of a servant. Even if he carries the Xiao Family's blood, he still can't compare to the true geniuses of our Xiao Family."

"Come on, Cousin Xiao Ning!"

Seeing Mo Yu accept Xiao Ning's challenge, the crowd immediately began discussing it. Some even called their friends over to watch the spectacle.

For some reason, the Fat Youth Xiao Le recalled that soul-piercing gaze from earlier and shuddered. He felt that—

Xiao Ning would lose!

"Cousin Mo Yu, to be honest, I broke through to the Eighth Stage Dou Strength some time ago. If you admit defeat now and bow to me, I can forgive your earlier offense."

On the field, Xiao Ning looked at Mo Yu confidently.

Hearing this, Mo Yu Shook His Head indifferently. "No need. Let's begin."

Seeing that Mo Yu's gaze still seemed to look down on everything, Xiao Ning burned with fury and snarled, "Since that's the case, don't blame me for holding nothing back!"

With that, Xiao Ning gave a Cold Smile. His fists slowly clenched, and faint Dou Qi rapidly circulated Inside Body, bringing wave after wave of powerful force.

After a brief silence, Xiao Ning suddenly stomped the ground. His body shot straight toward Mo Yu, who was close at hand. As he charged, Xiao Ning's palms curled slightly, and the somewhat sharp nails on his ten fingers gleamed with a cold glint.

When he was only half a meter from Mo Yu, Xiao Ning's body abruptly halted. His right claw swept up in a treacherous arc, striking directly at Mo Yu's chest. "Yellow-tier Intermediate Dou Technique: Rending Claw Strike!"

Seeing Xiao Ning use a Yellow-tier Intermediate Dou Technique right from the start, everyone below the field was startled.

The family strictly prohibited heavy blows during competitions. Xiao Ning's actions clearly violated the rules. However, remembering that his Grandfather was the Great Elder, no one dared to say anything.

They all turned sympathetic gazes toward Mo Yu. After taking this move, he would probably have to lie in bed for at least several months.

At that moment, in the middle of the field, Mo Yu calmly watched the claw rushing toward him. He unhurriedly raised his palm, which was slightly curled, then abruptly thrust it open. An incomparably powerful force surged out like lightning.

At the Same Time, the Lightning Rune on his right arm shone brilliantly, seemingly like a flame.

"Thunder Adamant Body!"

Under this enormous, unexpected pushing force, Xiao Ning's expression changed. His body seemed to have been struck by a heavy hammer, and his feet hurriedly retreated. Only after tumbling out of the training ground did he manage to stop himself in a sorry state.

"Xiao Ning, defeated!"