He completely gave up on reasoning with this little brat. He suddenly lunged forward, his rock-armored fist wrapped in flames as it shot straight at Jiang Lan's face.
Jiang Lan tilted his head slightly.
The enormous flaming fist brushed past his ear, and the scorching blast sent his hair streaming backward.
But the fist did not touch him at all.
Yan's pupils contracted. Just as he was about to withdraw his fist and change moves, Jiang Lan's tiny hand had already reached out, five chubby fingers lightly gripping Yan's wrist.
"So hot," Jiang Lan said.
Then he twisted his wrist and gave a pull.
Yan felt as though a deep-sea whale had seized his arm. His whole body toppled forward uncontrollably, his feet leaving the ground as his massive frame spun halfway through the air before crashing heavily into the ground ten meters away.
Dust billowed up.
The entire arena fell silent.
Yan climbed out of the rubble, the fury on his face turning into utter disbelief.
"You..." Yan panted heavily, flames churning in his throat. "You little thing, what kind of monster are you?"
Jiang Lan withdrew his hand, dusted off his palm, and tilted his head at Yan. "Mister, do you still want to fight?"
"Fight!" Yan roared.
He slammed both palms into the ground. A crimson pillar of fire exploded from beneath Jiang Lan's feet. Using the recoil, Yan launched himself into the air, both fists raised above his head and wrapped in flames so dense they seemed tangible as he smashed down at Jiang Lan.
Jiang Lan did not dodge.
He raised his right hand, clenched it into a fist, and lightly thrust it upward.
His fist collided with Yan's flaming fist, producing an incomparably muffled boom. Flames exploded outward from the point of impact like