"..." Silence. For a moment, as Xiao Yan so simply received the first move, the experts present instantly fell into a dead silence.
Merely a Seven-Star Dou Xian Mid Stage, yet he was actually able to take the full-force strike of Ye Wen, an Eight-Star Dou Xian Mid Stage?
"Hmph... Ye Wen, you brat, spare me the holding back." Meanwhile, a ferocious-looking fat man among the crowd stepped forward and suddenly roared. Even the surrounding mountains trembled slightly. The power contained within his body was enough to shatter mountains and rivers, making one's heart palpitate.
"Heh heh, the Sect Master of the Elephant Armor Sect jests. Brother Xiao Yan is naturally gifted, and is by no means something scholars like us can compare to."
"If you don't believe it, go up and try for yourself and you'll know." After Ye Wen finished speaking, he also quietly retreated, only a smile hanging on the corners of his mouth. Clearly, he had just sensed the dragon scales on Xiao Yan's body; that kind of defensive power, even the Elephant Armor Sect Master, probably could only match it evenly.
Originally, the grudge between the two was not deep, but when all was said and done, they still had to return beneath the vassalage of the Xiao Clan. This was what Ye Wen thought, hence his attack earlier actually contained quite a bit of holding back. Unfortunately, Ye Wen underestimated Xiao Yan's strength.
"Senior, please." Looking at the approachable, roly-poly big fat man before him, Xiao Yan said courteously. However, the thick muscles on that fellow's body also invisibly exuded a rather unsettling and oppressive feeling. His entire physique probably weighed a full three hundred catties, and whether it was his arms or feet, they contained extremely formidable strength. Every move and action shook