"How do you see it?" Xiao Yan asked Xiao Yi Xian.
Xiao Yi Xian watched the battlefield below with great interest as well. "That magical beast is obviously much stronger, but this man's footwork is unusual. It's clearly quite an excellent movement Dou Technique."
Xiao Yan nodded in agreement. "This movement Dou Technique is not even weaker than my Three Thousand Lightning Movement. That's a low-level Earth-class movement Dou Technique."
Compared to other Dou Techniques, movement Dou Techniques were generally more valuable.
However, as she watched the two within the battle circle, Xiao Yi Xian covered her mouth and chuckled. "It's just that the posture of this movement technique is a little comical. Like..."
"A fat duck!" Xiao Yan added at just the right moment.
The two of them laughed. They had to admit that the young Dou Emperor's movement technique truly had its unique merits, but the way he swayed from side to side really did resemble an overweight duck. Xiao Yan was not deliberately mocking him.
However, the guards below did not find that movement technique comical in the slightest. Instead, they regarded the figure in the air as their absolute savior. Xia Mang was indeed powerful, and he had set his sights on their young mistress. The strongest among the guards below were only peak Dou Lings, so they could only worry helplessly from the ground, unable to truly help their young mistress.
Thus, in their eyes, the young man who had suddenly appeared was exceptionally heroic, and they unconsciously overlooked his comical movement technique.
Another one of Xia Mang's attacks struck empty air, like punching cotton. The sensation of having strength but nowhere to use it made Xia Mang extremely uncomfortable. Meanwhile, the flaming battle-axe carved another gash into his body.
Unrestrained fury filled Xia Mang's