Xiao Yan Shows Off and Reveals His Strength

"What's impossible?" Hu Jia followed his gaze.

A tall, slender figure was riding a black Giant Ruler through the sky.

"Holy shit, who's that? What an entrance!"

Someone spotted the figure flying on the ruler and couldn't help shouting.

Before the words had faded, the figure drove the Giant Ruler down onto the arena with a crash. Dust billowed up, swallowing the young man completely.

"It's Xiao Yan! Xiao Yan's here!" Xiao Yu recognized the familiar figure at once and cried out in delight.

Ruo Lin let out a long breath. Her heart, which had been in her throat for so long, finally settled.

He made it after all.

It was a spectacular entrance, and it drew every eye in the arena.

Discussion rippled through the stands.

Some marveled at his ability to fly on the ruler.

Others grumbled that he was showing off too much.

More people whispered to one another, trying to confirm whether the young man on the platform really was the rumored Xiao Yan.

"Brat, did you have to make such a spectacle of yourself?" Yao Lao complained from inside the ring.

"Teacher, I was holding back, all right?" Xiao Yan replied with a bright grin.

He really had held back. He hadn't even shown his Dou Qi Transformation Wings. He had merely used his mental power to fly on the ruler.

Yao Lao only smiled and shook his head. The young should have a little youthful swagger. There was no harm in it.

"Who's playing tricks in there?" Tang Xin snapped, thrusting his spear toward the churning dust.

As the haze slowly cleared, Xiao Yan's upright figure came into view.

Xiao Yan strapped the Black Heavy Ruler across his back and spoke calmly. His voice was not loud, yet it carried clearly across the entire square. "Yellow Class Two, Xiao Yan."

In the stands, Xue Ni's eyes lit up the moment she saw Xiao Yan's face. Her ample chest rose and fell with her quickened breathing.

She grabbed Xiao Yu's arm and blinked up at her with watery eyes. "Yu'er, you have to introduce me to Xiao Yan. Please!"

Xiao Yu had never seen her close friend so lovestruck. Looking troubled, she hesitated for a moment before reluctantly nodding.

Once her worry had eased, she looked at the young man commanding everyone's attention and muttered, "Does he have to make such a scene every time?"

Back on the arena platform.

Tang Xin kept his spear pointed steadily at Xiao Yan, without a trace of fear on his face. "You're Xiao Yan?"

"That's right." Xiao Yan casually brushed the dust from his shoulder.

Sensing the terrifying aura around Xiao Yan, Tang Xin finally gave the rumors some credence.

But he did not back down an inch.

He swept his spear around and fixed Xiao Yan with a blazing stare. "Come on. Let me see just how wide the gap between us is!"

With Tang Xin so eager to fight, Xiao Yan had no reason to refuse. He wanted to stretch his muscles anyway.

Seeing that both were ready, the referee announced the start of the match.

The spectators held their breath as one. Countless eyes locked on the platform, eager to see what this legendary genius could do.

Xiao Yan looked perfectly at ease. He raised a hand and beckoned Tang Xin forward with one finger.

A sharp gleam flashed in Tang Xin's eyes. He unleashed the full power of a One-Star Da Dou Shi, holding nothing back from the outset.

He drove off his back leg and shot forward. All his Dou Qi gathered at the spearpoint, turning its cold gleam into a raging dragon aimed straight at Xiao Yan's throat.

Tang Xin was already among the stronger competitors in this selection tournament. Known for his ferocious fighting style, he often made opponents lose their nerve before the fight had even begun.

Yet when that devastating thrust reached Xiao Yan, a single finger stopped it.

It was that simple.

The razor-sharp spearpoint did not even break the skin on Xiao Yan's fingertip.

Tang Xin and the spectators stared in disbelief. Even Hu Gan and the Elders on the raised platform were stunned.

Could even a Dou Wang expert take a Da Dou Shi's all-out attack so easily with nothing but his bare body?

Had Xiao Yan's body truly grown that strong?

Tang Xin reacted quickly. When his first strike failed, he changed tactics at once. His spear swept across, stabbed at an angle, and lashed out in rapid thrusts, fierce Dou Qi wrapped around it. The silver weapon flashed so fast in his hands that it was almost impossible to follow.

But Xiao Yan answered every attack with that same finger, stopping each one with effortless ease. His feet did not move an inch.

"How is this possible?" Tang Xin panted, disbelief written across his face.

He had never imagined such a hopeless gulf could exist between people of the same age.

Xiao Yan wasted no more time. He flicked his finger, sending a gentle force through the air that carried Tang Xin and his spear cleanly off the platform.

The crowd drew a sharp breath together, but an even greater shock was still to come.

A pair of azure Dou Qi Wings burst from Xiao Yan's back. The vast aura of a Dou Wang expert swept outward in every direction.

"He's broken through to Dou Wang!" Several Elders who were Dou Wang themselves sensed an aura even stronger than their own and nearly fell out of their chairs.

Hu Gan, on the other hand, looked as though he had expected it all along. He stroked his beard and smiled.

Of everyone present, he was probably the only one who knew Xiao Yan was not merely a Dou Wang, but a genuine Peak Dou Wang.

"Vice Dean Hu Gan, I don't think I need to take part in the remaining matches, do I?" Xiao Yan turned and bowed toward the raised platform, smiling as he asked.

There was no need to hide his cultivation. Rather than waste everyone's time, Xiao Yan had simply laid his cards on the table.

At his words, the square, noisy only moments before, fell completely silent.

Everyone was still reeling from the revelation, too stunned to respond.

Hu Gan rose slowly, his aged yet powerful voice ringing across the square. "Of course. I hereby declare Xiao Yan the winner of this selection tournament. Does any student object?"

Who would dare? No one present was a fool.

He was a Dou Wang. Forget first place in the selection tournament—even the top spot on the Inner Academy's Strong Ranking would be his.

Tang Xin, whom Xiao Yan had knocked away with a flick of his finger, felt like crying. You could've told me you were a Dou Wang!

Only then did everyone in the Outer Academy realize that the rumors about Xiao Yan had not been exaggerated at all. If anything, they had understated the truth.

And so, without another match, Xiao Yan claimed first place in the selection tournament ahead of time.

All he had to do now was wait for his chance to enter the Book Repository.