Xiao Le Shows His Might

The strangely tense atmosphere on the arena drew quite a bit of attention. Mittel Tengshan, especially, had already known Xiao Le's background and had been keeping a close eye on him. He had never expected the younger generation of his own family to behave like this, and even he, the clan head, felt furious. He had originally intended to befriend the exceptionally talented Xiao Le, but he had not expected such a thing to happen.

"Third Elder, this truly brings great honor to our Miter Family!" Mittel Tengshan said coldly, his face livid.

An old man among the Miter Family seats could not keep his dignity either. He stared grimly at the third arena, inwardly cursing his own grandson for acting without a brain.

"I'll make you lose all face before these tens of thousands of people!" Miter Lie ordered with crazed eyes, "Attack. Clear the field!"

At once, the thirteen people beside Miter Lie suddenly attacked the crowd that was still watching the spectacle.

Seeing Miter Lie make his move, Xiao Le was unwilling to give up this chance to temper himself. He picked out a four-star fighter and began exchanging blows with him.

Although Xiao Le was at a disadvantage in terms of cultivation techniques, with the enhancement of Peach-Scented Flower Lightning, he did not need to use combat techniques or Heavenly Demon Evil Lightning to remain evenly matched.

Though Peach-Scented Flower Lightning was characterized by recovery and vitality, its offensive enhancement was not something ordinary attributes could compare with. Combined with the inherent traits of lightning, its formidable attack power and troublesome paralysis effect gave Xiao Le the natural ability to fight above his level.

A fight where every punch landed on flesh was easy to become addicted to. Even though Xiao Le was currently in a miserable state, covered in bruises and purple welts, the boiling sensation of hot blood and the constant feeling of his combat strength improving truly stirred his heart.

"Breaking Wood Fist!"

Seeing the situation gradually tilt toward Xiao Le, the man hurriedly erupted with battle qi to break free from him. The moment he escaped, he clenched his fist. A hint of green light spread across it, and the fist seemed to carry the force to cut through thorns and brambles.

The fierce gust from the punch stung Xiao Le's face. Watching the fist wrapped in glowing green light draw closer, Xiao Le's expression turned solemn as well. Lightning covered the soles of his feet. When the man charged in with his fist, Xiao Le seized the opportunity and unleashed the lightning, forcefully shifting himself sideways and evading the attack.

Seeing that the man could not stop his punch and had exposed an opening, Xiao Le naturally would not let such an opportunity pass. Powerful ripples surged from his fist. He suddenly straightened his right arm and ruthlessly threw out a punch. Not only was it incredibly fast, but the man's own attack still carried him forward. Left with no choice, the man could only take the blow head-on.

"Bang!"

After that strike, Xiao Le ignored the man and turned toward another opponent.

In less than half an hour, only thirteen people remained standing on the entire arena: Xiao Le, Miter Lie, and eleven others.

"Kid, even if you want to surrender now, it's too late!"

Miter Lie shouted arrogantly, his eyes full of delight. Without another word, he charged straight at Xiao Le.

Silver lightning hissed like thunder snakes, making Xiao Le look as though a thunder god had descended into the world.

This would be the hardest battle Xiao Le had faced since beginning his cultivation. It was true that he could challenge opponents above his level, but after several fights to clear the field, his Yellow-tier Lightning Art could no longer hold up. His battle qi vortex had already run dry.

The path of the strong could not be gained through a cheat alone. It also required tempering through blood and tears. Xiao Le could not give up the fight.

Xiao Le roughly pulled out a handful of pills and stuffed them into his mouth like candy beans. The moment they entered his mouth, they turned into pure medicinal power and surged violently into his body. Like a starving ghost, his depleted vortex frantically refined this medicinal power, providing Xiao Le with an unending stream of battle qi.

Sensing Xiao Le's aura recover, even the confident Miter Lie began to worry. Xiao Le's dazzling display just now, and the swift, clean way he had defeated his opponents, had left a deep impression on him.

On the viewing platform, the attention of the eldest princess, Yao Ye, cold and beautiful like a thorny rose, was drawn to Xiao Le's arena. Looking at Xiao Le's unfamiliar figure, she curiously turned to her close friend Ya Fei and asked, "Someone with such talent, yet I have never even heard of him. He was invited by you. May I ask who he is?"

Yao Ye's reaction made Ya Fei feel a little pleased. Looking at Xiao Le with a gleam in her eyes, she said, "One of the Twin Stars who once fell from grace—Xiao Le!"

"The Twin Stars?" Yao Ye had heard that name before as well, and she studied Xiao Le curiously.

At the front of the Nalan Family seats, Nalan Jie heard Ya Fei's seemingly casual hint and looked toward the extraordinary Xiao Le in the arena with complicated eyes.

"Just a flashy display!" Miter Lie sneered. "Whoever can take him down will be richly rewarded by this young master!"

Under a heavy reward, there would always be brave men.

Xiao Le looked pityingly at those whose desires had been stirred by the promises Miter Lie had painted for them.

Pitiful people!

Sensing that thirty to forty percent of his battle qi had recovered, Xiao Le immediately accelerated the rotation of his vortex. A strange fluctuation extended from his palm, suddenly stirring up a wave of air that struck those people driven by greed from afar.

"Bang!"

It actually sent them tumbling through the air. This was precisely the other application of the low-grade Profound-tier combat technique Xiao Yan had taught Xiao Le: Suction Palm. Xiao Yan had named this application Fire-Blowing Palm.

After succeeding with one strike, Xiao Le caught everyone off guard. A powerful suction force burst from his palm and pulled a man toward him from afar. The man raised his fist in panic, but Xiao Le suddenly flung him upward. The suction became a blowing force, slamming the man onto the arena.

He had to end this quickly. Xiao Le understood his own disadvantage.

The people on the viewing platform were finally drawn to the sight of someone facing twelve opponents and even taking the initiative to eliminate one of them first. They could not help but send people to investigate Xiao Le's identity.

Miter Lie had not expected Xiao Le to be so strong. A cruel smile bloomed across his face as he joined the encirclement.

Xiao Le's pressure immediately surged. Facing many enemies alone, including five five-star fighters, had already been barely manageable. Now Miter Lie, a six-star fighter, had personally entered the fray.

"I admit I underestimated you. But how much battle qi do you have left?" Seeing Xiao Le's unstable battle qi, Miter Lie immediately smiled cruelly.

Miter Lie was speaking the truth. Even with the support of pills, Xiao Le had reached the end of his strength.

"Enough to deal with you!"

As he spoke, Xiao Le took out a pill. It was a third-grade Qi-Recovery Pill that Medicine Elder had specially refined after learning that Xiao Le was heading to the Imperial Capital.

"A third-grade pill?" Many people on the viewing platform felt pained. Such a small fight was actually wasting a third-grade pill.

Gentle yet immense medicinal power spread through Xiao Le's mouth as he swallowed it. In almost the blink of an eye, Xiao Le's vortex was filled again, and a great deal of the medicinal power still remained.