After Zhong Li and the others came down from the back mountain, the first place they passed was the Xiao Clan's training ground. This was where the clan's younger generation usually trained and sparred, as well as where their strength was tested.
"Hey, ha..."
"Ha, hey..."
At that moment, the training ground had been divided into different areas, and nearly every area had clan members sparring with one another.
But when Xiao Yan and Xiao Xun'er appeared, the sounds of sparring gradually faded away.
"Yo, isn't this our great genius, Xiao Yan? Come spar with this young master. Don't tell me you're going to hide behind Sister Xun Er again! Hahaha..." said a young man dressed in a white robe. A cold smile hung on his lips, and his eyes were full of provocation as he looked at Xiao Yan, slightly twisting his somewhat handsome face.
This person was Xiao Ning, Xiao Yan's cousin. He was one or two years older than Xiao Yan, but his talent could not compare to Xiao Yan's at all. Even now, he was only at the seventh stage of Fighting Qi. Yet Xiao Yan had reached the Fighter realm three years ago! The gap was instantly obvious...
Xiao Ning was jealous of Xiao Yan's talent, jealous of the resources he had once received, and jealous of Xiao Xun'er's protection. What young man did not have a goddess in his heart? Yet his goddess not only ignored him, but even hung around with someone he hated. How tragic was that? He, Xiao Ning, could be considered a minor genius too...
"That's right, that's right. Xiao Yan, don't tell me you're scared!" Xiao Hu, Xiao Ning's number one lackey, also spoke with a provocative look on his face.
Although Xiao Yan was the clan leader's son,