Shocking! Xiao Yan Was One-Shot by a Little Girl's Palm!

A spar!!!

Qi Yan'er's words immediately drew astonishment from everyone present.

She...

Wanted to spar with Xiao Yan?

Were they crazy, or was she crazy?

"Yan'er~ are you serious?"

Ge Ye looked at Qi Yan'er in concern, somewhat taken aback.

"Mhm~"

Qi Yan'er's big eyes brimmed with confidence as she waved her tiny fist.

"My fist is really hard, you know!"

"Pfft~ Hahahaha~"

Seeing Qi Yan'er's adorable little appearance, everyone could not help but laugh.

Qi Yan'er's little fist was simply far too fair and tender.

That...

How could it possibly be hard?

If she said her daddy was hard, some people might believe her!

"Little girl, do you truly want to spar with me?"

Xiao Yan was delighted. Wasn't this the opportunity he had been waiting for?

"Of course!"

Qi Yan'er nodded her little head.

"My daddy said that once a gentleman gives his word, even if Dou Qi turns into a big horse, it would be hard to catch up."

"Fine, then I, Xiao Yan, will accompany you to the end and fight you!"

Seeing this, Xiao Yan accepted openly and domineeringly.

"Xiao Yan, have you no shame? You're about as old as I am. How can you spar with Yan'er?"

Nalan Yanran's pretty face turned cold as she pointed angrily at Xiao Yan and scolded him.

Xiao Yan did not care, merely sneering coldly.

"It was you, Miss Nalan, who pushed your daughter out. What? Are you regretting it now?"

"You..."

Disgust filled Nalan Yanran's face. Just as she was about to retort, Qi Yan'er interrupted her.

"Sister Yanran, don't worry! You know how strong I am~"

Looking into Qi Yan'er's big eyes as they blinked lightly at her, Nalan Yanran suddenly remembered something.

That's right, how could I have forgotten!

It was all because Yan'er was too adorable. I'd forgotten her strength for a moment!

She was someone who could knock down an Eight Star Dou Zhe.

Dealing with Xiao Yellow-Hair would be as easy as lifting a hand, wouldn't it?

Xiao Zhan sat above them with a faint smile on his aged face.

"Since you have already made your decision, then Mister Ge Ye and I shall serve as witnesses. Yan'er, if you lose, you must not pester them again in the future. If she loses..."

"Then I'll tell my daddy!"

Qi Yan'er pouted, speaking indignantly.

"Uh..."

Xiao Zhan was instantly left stunned by her words.

That... worked too?

"Hmph~"

Qi Yan'er turned her little head away and huffed.

Little Mustache saw an opportunity and got anxious?

Then I definitely won't let you have your way!

"This... Mister Ge Ye, what do you think?"

Xiao Zhan had no answer and could only place his hopes on Ge Ye.

Hearing this, Ge Ye immediately turned his head away without saying a word.

The way he looked at Qi Yan'er was filled with an elder's affection for a junior.

Yan'er is just too adorable. This old man likes her so much!

Xiao Zhan's face was full of misery, not knowing what to do.

He looked at the three Elders.

Good heavens!

Because he had just argued with them, they now acted as though it had nothing to do with them.

Fine!

When the Qi Gathering Powder is divided, none of you will get any either!

Seeing his father at a loss again, Xiao Zhan understood that relying on anyone was worse than relying on himself.

Xiao Zhan lowered his head to look at Qi Yan'er and said in a deep voice.

"Little girl, you just said that once a gentleman gives his word, four horses cannot catch it. How can you go back on your word?"

"Xiao Yellow-Hair! You're such a grown person, so how can you not even understand what people say?"

Qi Yan'er's little face was full of impatience.

"I clearly said that once a gentleman gives his word, even if Dou Qi turns into a big horse, it would be hard to catch up."

"Besides, I'm a little girl~ My daddy is the gentleman!"

"You..."

Xiao Yan was left speechless by her retort.

To him, women were inherently unreasonable creatures, and this little girl was a hundred times worse!

Seeing Xiao Yan bare his teeth like a mad dog again, Qi Yan'er found it exceedingly boring and waved her little hand.

"Fine, we'll do as you want. If I lose, you can do whatever you want with this marriage agreement!"

"Fine!"

Hearing Qi Yan'er's words, Xiao Yan readily agreed and stopped talking, immediately taking up a fighting stance.

He did not dare say anything more.

If this little brat changed her mind again, he truly would have no chance at all.

Qi Yan'er skipped to the center of the hall.

A confident smile appeared on her childish little face. Then, amid everyone's bewildered gazes, she immediately stretched out her right hand.

O(∩_∩)O╭∩╮

"Xiao Yellow-Hair, come at me~!"

"Little brat, you've gone too far!"

The moment Xiao Yan saw that provocative gesture, he flew into a rage.

A "powerful" aura surged from his skinny body!

"Hiss~"

As though someone had struck a match, a faint white glow burst forth across Xiao Yan's body.

In an instant, Xiao Yan kicked off the ground with his right leg and swung his fist at Qi Yan'er.

There was not the slightest restraint in his attack.

He did not treat Qi Yan'er, the seven-year-old little girl before him, as a child at all!

"This Xiao Yan is truly ruthless!"

Ge Ye's eyes narrowed slightly, deeply sensing Xiao Yan's terror.

If he truly regained his talent, he would surely become an extraordinary figure in the future.

Facing the aggressively charging Xiao Yan, Qi Yan'er's little face was filled with disdain and casual ease.

"That's it?"

At that moment, Qi Yan'er turned her little hand into a palm and fearlessly met Xiao Yan's attack.

Bang!

The instant the large fist met the small palm, a dull boom rang through the hall.

At this moment, everyone widened their mouths in disbelief!

Because in that exchange just now, Xiao Yan had actually been sent flying backward!

Meanwhile, Qi Yan'er's tiny body did not move in the slightest.

The Dou Qi radiating from that small body was actually...

"Five Stages Dou Qi??"

"How is that possible!!"

No one in the hall could remain seated. All of them stood up in shock.

She... how old was she?

She was only a six- or seven-year-old little girl. She had only begun cultivating Qi at four, yet she had reached the fifth stage at seven?

A monster!

A little freak!

"How can her talent be so high?"

In the corner, Xiao Xun'er had long since put down the book in her hands. Her eyes were filled with astonishment as she looked at Qi Yan'er.

She was the young mistress of the Ancient Clan.

It was already strange enough that her talent could not compare to Xiao Yan's in the past, but now it could not even compare to this little girl!

This tiny Jia Ma Empire truly hid dragons and crouching tigers!

"What do you have to say now?"

Qi Yan'er stared at Xiao Yan, who lay unable to rise more than ten meters away, her little face full of pride.

"You... pfft~"

Xiao Yan was injured and overcome with fury. He spat out a mouthful of blood.

Xiao Yan glared angrily at Qi Yan'er and Nalan Yanran, gritting his teeth.

"Fine! I agree to cancel this marriage agreement! But..."

"But what?"

Seeing that Xiao Yan was still trying to speak despite being in such a sorry state, Nalan Yanran's pretty face was covered in frost.

Xiao Yan's expression turned stern as he shouted loudly.

"Though I, Xiao Yan, may now be a worthless cripple in your eyes, unworthy of Heaven's Proud Daughter like you, that does not mean I will remain so forever."

"Three years ago, I, Xiao Yan, was able to create a miracle. What makes you think I cannot rise again in the future?"

"Miss Nalan, for Old Master Nalan's sake, I offer you one piece of advice!"

"Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river. Never bully a young man because he is poor!"

Xiao Yan's cold words, firm and unyielding, moved everyone present.

Xiao Zhan, as his father, was especially delighted.

"Good! What a 'never bully a young man because he is poor'! My son, Xiao Yan, truly is extraordinary!"

"What's so good about that? This is ridiculous."

Qi Yan'er's little face was full of mockery.

"You, Xiao Yellow-Hair~ you're already an uncle, yet you still shamelessly call yourself a young man?"

"Never mind thirty years—even if I gave you three hundred years, you'd still be nothing but a worthless loser beneath me!"

"You..."