Xiao Yan's words immediately caused an uproar throughout the square. The Black Annihilation Army warriors promptly burst into cheers, while the Lei Clan members looked rather unpleasant. This was the first time they had been slighted so openly...
"Hmph, Xiao Yan, don't be too arrogant!"
The playful grin vanished from Lei Yun's face as he shouted.
"Sometimes, gaining the upper hand with words isn't a good thing..."
Xiao Yan smiled faintly, his expression as calm as ever. He had heard Lei Yun's earlier remarks clearly. Though he had no desire to argue too much with him, Lei Yun's teasing of Xun Er had inevitably stirred some displeasure in him. He also understood that if he wanted these unruly fellows to obediently shut their mouths, he would need somewhat forceful methods.
Lei Dong frowned tightly as he looked at the black-clothed young man before him, a faint sense of danger rising within his heart. Others might have believed that Xiao Yan's defeat of Hun Miesheng was merely a rumor, but he knew it was true. Moreover, Hun Miesheng had not held back at all; he had been defeated by the man before him even after giving it his all.
He had once heard the clan chief remark in passing that among the younger generation of the Dou Qi Continent, the foremost talent was none other than Xiao Yan of the Xiao Clan!
Lei Dong would never forget the sigh in Lei Ying's voice when he had said those words. Such a figure had actually emerged from the fallen Xiao Clan. It was truly unbelievable.
Lei Dong was battle-hungry by nature. For cultivation, he had endured five years in the Demon Thunder Pool without regard for anything else, suffering the torment of countless bolts of lightning gnawing at his body. Together with