What Is His True Strength? Xiao Yu's Shock!

Xiao Xuan turned his head.

Xiao Yu stood not far away, dressed in a long white gown, watching him.

"Xiao Yu."

Xiao Xuan rose to his feet.

Xiao Yu walked over and looked at the remnants of medicinal herbs on the ground.

"What are you doing here?"

"Nothing," Xiao Xuan said.

Xiao Yu did not press him further.

She looked at Xiao Xuan, and a trace of heartache flashed through her eyes.

"Xiao Xuan, don't put too much pressure on yourself over the Clan Tournament three days from now."

Xiao Xuan looked at her.

"It'll be fine even if you don't qualify," Xiao Yu said. "I'll plead with my grandfather and have them go easier on you."

"Xiao Yu, I'm fine," Xiao Xuan said.

Xiao Yu looked at him, assuming he was merely putting on a brave face.

"Why are you being so polite with me?"

She sighed.

"Come on, I'll practice with you."

Xiao Xuan froze for a moment.

"Practice?"

"Mm." Xiao Yu said, "I'll give you some pointers. Last-minute cramming may not help much, but it's better than doing nothing."

Xiao Xuan looked at her, somewhat hesitant.

He now possessed the strength of a Dou Emperor.

Though Xiao Yu was quite talented, she was only at the Dou Zhe level.

The gap between them was far too great.

He was worried that he might fail to hold back and hurt Xiao Yu instead.

"Xiao Yu, isn't this a bad idea?"

"What's bad about it?" Xiao Yu said. "I'm your cousin. It's only right that I guide your cultivation."

"But..."

"No buts." Xiao Yu cut him off. "Come on."

She took several steps back and assumed a stance.

Xiao Xuan looked at her helplessly.

"Xiao Yu, let's forget it."

"What? You look down on your cousin?" Xiao Yu raised a brow.

"No."

"Then come at me," Xiao Yu said.

Xiao Xuan drew a deep breath.

"I'm worried I'll hurt you."

Xiao Yu froze.

Then she could not help laughing.

"Hurt me?"

She looked at Xiao Xuan, her eyes brimming with amusement.

"Xiao Xuan, you're at the Third Stage Dou Qi, and you're worried about hurting me? Don't worry."

"Xiao Yu, I mean it," Xiao Xuan said.

"Alright, alright." Xiao Yu waved a hand. "Attack without holding back. I can take it."

Xiao Xuan looked at her and knew he could no longer refuse.

"Alright."

He walked forward several steps and stood opposite Xiao Yu.

"You attack first," Xiao Yu said.

Xiao Xuan nodded.

He suppressed his strength.

He suppressed his Dou Emperor power to its absolute minimum.

Then he struck out with his palm.

Before his palm could touch Xiao Yu, the force of the palm strike had already reached her.

Xiao Yu's expression changed instantly.

She instinctively raised an arm to block.

Bang!

A dull impact rang out.

Xiao Yu's body flew backward and crashed heavily onto the ground.

She spat out a mouthful of blood, her face turning deathly pale.

Xiao Xuan's expression changed, and he hurried over.

"Xiao Yu."

Xiao Yu lay on the ground, staring wide-eyed at him.

Her eyes were filled with shock.

How was this possible?

Even her voice trembled.

"Xiao Xuan... aren't you at the Third Stage Dou Qi?"

Xiao Xuan said nothing.

He reached out and helped Xiao Yu up.

Xiao Yu leaned against him, a sharp pain tearing through her chest.

But she could no longer spare any thought for the pain.

She stared at Xiao Xuan, her eyes filled with shock.

The power of that palm strike was absolutely not something someone at the Third Stage Dou Qi could unleash.

It was not even something a Dou Zhe could unleash.

Nor was it something a Dou Shi could unleash.

That palm strike possessed at least the strength of a Da Dou Shi.

Perhaps even higher.

"Xiao Xuan, your strength..."

"Xiao Yu, don't talk yet," Xiao Xuan said. "I'll give you a healing pill first."

He took out a healing pill from his Storage Ring and placed it into Xiao Yu's mouth.

Xiao Yu swallowed the pill and felt the pain in her chest lessen somewhat.

But the shock in her heart did not diminish in the slightest.

She looked at Xiao Xuan, countless thoughts flashing through her mind.

Xiao Xuan, whom the entire Xiao Clan called trash.

Xiao Xuan, who had remained at the Third Stage Dou Qi for sixteen years.

Had severely injured her, a Three-Star Dou Zhe, with a single palm strike.

What level was he really at?

Xiao Xuan supported Xiao Yu as they headed toward the foot of the back mountain.

Leaning against him, Xiao Yu did not speak again.

The Grand Elder's residence.

Xiao Ning entered the room and saw Xiao Yu lying in bed, pale-faced and clearly badly injured.

His expression changed at once.

"Sis, what happened to you?"

When Xiao Yu saw him, she forced a smile.

"It's nothing. Just a minor injury."

"A minor injury?" Xiao Ning walked to the bedside and looked at Xiao Yu's pale face. "Who did this?"

"I heard about it. It was that Third Stage Dou Qi trash, Xiao Xuan, right?"

"Xiao Ning, we're all members of the Xiao Clan. Don't be so aggressive." Xiao Yu frowned.

"Sis, tell me clearly. What exactly happened?" Xiao Ning asked in a low voice.

Xiao Yu sighed.

"I sparred with Xiao Xuan and got hurt by accident."

"By accident?"

"Sis, do you take me for a three-year-old?"

Xiao Yu said nothing.

"You're a Three-Star Dou Zhe, while that trash is only at the Third Stage Dou Qi," Xiao Ning said. "How could he possibly hurt you?"

"I said it was an accident..."

"Sis, you're still defending him?" Xiao Ning cut her off. "He must have used some despicable trick, right?"

"It's not what you think..."

"Then what is it?" Xiao Ning roared. "That trash—after you kindly gave him pills, this is how he repays you?"

Xiao Yu looked at her furious younger brother, wanting to explain but not knowing how.

She could not possibly tell Xiao Ning that Xiao Xuan's strength was nowhere near the Third Stage Dou Qi.

That he had seriously injured her with one palm strike, and was at least stronger than a Dou Shi?

Who would believe such a thing if she said it aloud?

Even she herself still dared not believe it.

"Sis, don't worry," Xiao Ning said. "I'll make sure you get justice for this."

"Don't do anything reckless," Xiao Yu hurriedly said.

Xiao Ning did not answer. He turned and headed outside.

"Xiao Ning!"

Without looking back, Xiao Ning left the room.

Xiao Yu watched his departing figure, a sudden unease rising in her heart.

Xiao Ning arrived at Xiao Xuan's residence and kicked the door open.

Xiao Xuan was sitting on the bed. When he saw Xiao Ning barge in, he frowned slightly.

"Xiao Ning, what are you doing?"

"Xiao Xuan, you still dare ask me what I'm doing?" Xiao Ning pointed at him and shouted.

Xiao Xuan looked at him without speaking.

"Tell me, what happened to my sister's injuries?"

"She was injured during our sparring match," Xiao Xuan said.

"Bullshit!" Xiao Ning cursed. "My sister is a Three-Star Dou Zhe. How could a Third Stage Dou Qi trash like you hurt her?"

Xiao Xuan's frown deepened.

"You must have used some despicable method," Xiao Ning said. "You ambushed my sister while she wasn't paying attention, didn't you?"

"I didn't," Xiao Xuan said.

"You still dare deny it?" Xiao Ning sneered. "My sister kindly gave you pills, and this is how you repay her?"

Xiao Xuan looked at him, the coldness in his eyes growing denser.

"Are you finished?"

Xiao Ning froze.

"If you are, get out," Xiao Xuan said calmly.

Xiao Ning's face instantly turned livid.