Constant Battle

The first to leap onto the arena was Xiao Hu. He possessed the strength of Stage Four of Dou Qi, making him fairly capable among the Xiao Family's many disciples.

Xiao Bai said nothing as he looked at the youth before him. He merely crooked a finger at him.

That gesture set off another wave of cheers from the girls.

After all, what girl did not like boys who looked a little bad when they were young? In a girl's eyes, that sort of badness was confidence—a kind of indescribable coolness.

But it was different for Xiao Hu. To him, that gesture was an insult, or perhaps outright disdain. As a hot-blooded young man at such a passionate age, how could he possibly endure it?

"You bastard! You actually dare look down on me? I'll make you pay!"

With an enraged roar, Xiao Hu could no longer hold back and charged straight at Xiao Bai.

He wanted to vent his rage completely, to burn the fellow before him to ashes with flames fierce enough to scorch heaven and earth.

As Xiao Hu rushed toward Xiao Bai, he activated the Dou Technique he had cultivated for many years.

Tearing Wind Hand!

His palm curled slightly into a claw as he viciously grabbed at Xiao Bai.

Pshht.

His claw tore through the air, producing a faint sharp sound.

If that attack struck a person, it would likely leave them seriously injured at once.

Facing the fierce attack, Xiao Bai circulated his Dou Qi and formed a Dou Qi barrier around his body.

Bang!

A thunderous boom rang out as Xiao Hu's Tearing Wind Hand struck the Dou Qi barrier heavily, instantly covering it in hairline cracks.

As time passed, more and more cracks appeared, gradually spreading across the entire defensive barrier.

Crack, crack, crack—

The Dou Qi barrier rapidly shattered into pieces before Xiao Bai's eyes. In the end, it collapsed in an instant, but it had barely managed to block the attack.

Yet Xiao Bai showed no panic at this turn of events. He merely watched quietly as his opponent pounced toward him.

Xiao Hu used the seemingly powerful Tearing Wind Hand once more.

He drew closer and closer to Xiao Bai—three inches, two inches...

Watching this, quite a few people in the crowd subconsciously closed their eyes, afraid that the next moment they would see the scene already forming in their minds—blood spraying everywhere...

Even Xiao Hu, who was attacking Xiao Bai, wore a smug expression, as if victory were already in his grasp.

However, before Xiao Hu's smile could fully spread across his face, Xiao Bai circulated his Dou Qi and greeted him with a Shattering Stone Palm.

Under their control, the two Dou Techniques collided with all their strength.

Boom.

With a deafening crash, a figure was sent flying and slammed heavily onto the arena.

That figure was none other than Xiao Hu.

As he hit the ground, a trickle of blood seeped uncontrollably from his mouth.

Xiao Bai, meanwhile, still stood on the arena. His white clothes remained as neat and spotless as ever, with no sign that he had just been through a battle.

Xiao Hu's face was filled with disbelief. He had actually lost?

Was this still the family trash who had once been bullied by everyone?

If someone like him was considered trash, then what did that make the rest of them?

Xiao Hu gave a bitter smile, struggled to his feet, and cupped his fist toward Xiao Bai. "I concede!"

Xiao Bai nodded. He was quite satisfied with people who knew their own limits. After all, it saved everyone some effort.

After a while, once the crowd had recovered from their shock, Xiao Bai said, "Next!"

And so, one challenger after another was sent flying by Xiao Bai's overwhelming strength or knocked off the arena.

At last, only the final challenger who had signed up remained.

Xiao Bai looked at him and said with slight panting, "Your turn!"

Although he had defeated so many people, Xiao Bai had also expended quite a bit of strength.

No matter how strong he was individually, facing so many opponents in succession had still drained a great deal of his energy.

His stamina was running low. His body swayed, and his steps were unsteady.

If anyone looked closely, they could even see a fine sheen of sweat on Xiao Bai's forehead. He appeared as though a light touch might make him collapse.

The final challenger had noticed Xiao Bai's condition as well, but he was still trembling with fear and did not dare step forward immediately.

Because before him, several people had already lost to Xiao Bai while he was in this very state.

He was no longer sure whether this was truly Xiao Bai's actual condition.

He kept thinking: if it was real, he would gain enormous benefits; but if it was fake, he would end up like those others and be blasted off the arena by Xiao Bai.

At that thought, the challenger could not help but shudder.

Thinking of how miserable those people had looked, it truly had been pitiful.

How could a single word like "miserable" possibly describe it?

Hearing Xiao Bai's words and realizing it was his turn, he became even more hesitant. Should he give it a try or not?

In the end, he gritted his teeth and made up his mind.

"I concede."

As his words fell, he waited for the crowd to mock him. Yet after a long while, he heard no jeers or insults—only silence from below the stage.

The crowd all wore expressions of understanding.

It seemed none of them were surprised by his answer.

After watching the last person who had voluntarily conceded leave the arena, Xiao Bai swept his gaze over the crowd and said to those below:

"They've all failed. Is there anyone among you who still refuses to accept this?"

"If anyone is unconvinced, step forward. I accept your challenges. If no one does, then I am the number one among the Xiao Family's younger generation."

After Xiao Bai spoke, the crowd around the venue fell silent for a moment before erupting into noisy discussion again.

No one stepped onto the arena in response to Xiao Bai's words.

Those with strength beyond the seventh or eighth stage of Dou Qi were not even in the same age group as Xiao Bai, so they were too embarrassed to go up and make trouble for him.

If they did, it would be bullying the weak.

Of course, aside from the challengers who had already faced Xiao Bai, there were still many people at the fourth or fifth stage of Dou Qi.

But when Xiao Bai's gaze passed over them one by one, they acted as though they had not seen it and continued standing there silently.

They were not fools. Xiao Bai might look as if he could barely hold on, but even in that state, he had defeated so many challengers.

And even if he truly was exhausted, did that mean they could beat him?

No, what a joke!

If they won, people would say they had merely taken advantage of the situation. If they lost, it would be even more humiliating.

If they could not even defeat someone who had fought through so many consecutive battles, they would be disgraced beyond measure.

So for something that was difficult and brought no benefit either way, it was better to forget about it.

They should leave the opportunity to those who truly needed it.

Thus, after Xiao Bai asked that question, he had been closely watching everyone's reactions.

Now that he saw this, he immediately understood the answer he had wanted.