"Next, Gu Yao!"
However, the elder in charge of calling names paid no heed to the others' gazes. Once Gu Zhen's Clan Mark had been successfully drawn, he immediately called out the next name.
"Tap. Tap. Tap."
The elder's call had barely faded when a man from the front row of the Ancient Clan's younger generation, his hair bizarrely half white and half black, silently stepped forward and walked toward the center of the square.
Before leaving his spot, however, he cast a cold glance at Xiao Yan in the distance.
That look seemed to say, Kid, you're dead.
"Women really are the source of trouble. Judging by the look on his face, I'm afraid I've gotten myself into trouble again!"
Faced with that killing intent-filled gaze, Xiao Yan shook his head helplessly.
However, there was little fear in his tone. He sounded more teasing than anything else.
After all, the Flame Lotus Dou Skill he had recently learned and grown somewhat familiar with through sparring with his teacher gave him tremendous confidence.
Then, his gaze swept around, landing on Lin Feng in another section of the guest seats.
"Heh heh, Lin Feng. When you see the Flame Lotus Dou Skill I've learned, I hope your jaw doesn't drop!"
With a cold laugh in his heart, Xiao Yan turned his gaze back toward the square.
In his eyes, this Flame Lotus Dou Skill was immensely powerful and had an extraordinarily high ceiling. Lin Feng should have valued it greatly.
Therefore, once he saw that Xiao Yan had learned it, he would surely be so furious that he would be unable to sleep or eat properly.
In the end, Lin Feng would simply be angered to death, allowing Xiao Yan to smoothly inherit his Heavenly Flames.
What Xiao Yan did not