Accompanied by an aged sigh, a strange layer of white energy suddenly surged around Xiao Yan's body. When Nalan Yanran's powerful wind vortex attack ca into contact with this energy, it shattered effortlessly.
"Xiao Yan is still hiding his strength... That aura just now might have reached the Dou King level!"
"To possess Dou King power at such a young age, this young man’s future potential is limitless!"
On the high platform, Jia Xing Tian and Hai Bodong both revealed astonished expressions at the sight.
Beside them, Fa Ma smirked slightly and said proudly, "Heh, Old Jia, Old Hai, do you two believe now?"
"Fa Ma, could it be that you’ve known this Xiao Yan for so ti?"
Hearing Fa Ma’s words, Jia Xing Tian and Hai Bodong almost simultaneously asked.
"Don’t you two find Xiao Yan’s figure sowhat familiar?" Fa Ma teased, keeping them in suspense.
At this, Jia Xing Tian and Hai Bodong turned their gazes to Xiao Yan in the arena. After a few glances, Jia Xing Tian’s eyes flashed with a peculiar light, and he asked tentatively, "Could this Xiao Yan be the sa Yan Xiao from the Alchemist Convention?"
"Haha, Old Jia, though your age is catching up with you, your mory isn’t bad," Fa Ma chuckled, stroking his beard. "I told you before, this duel has no suspense. Xiao Yan is bound to win."
At this mont, not only Jia Xing Tian and Hai Bodong were shocked, but almost everyone present was taken aback by the power Xiao Yan had just displayed. Countless astonished gazes turned toward him.
"This can’t be true! How could that boy from the Xiao family beco so powerful?" Yun Leng’s old eyes were filled with disbelief.
In the arena, the disciples of the Yun Lan Sect were equally disturbed by Xiao Yan’s sudden surge in power, causing the originally oppressive aura of their thousand-man formation to waver.
"So it’s that sa aura again. In his duel with Junior Sister Yanran, he dares to borrow soone else’s soul power? I overestimated this Xiao Yan before!"
Staring at Xiao Yan, Liu Ling spoke angrily.
"Senior Brother, I sensed sothing unusual in that brief mont as well... So, you knew all along that Xiao Yan borrowed another’s soul power?" asked Xiao Yixian with a frown.
"During our experience in the Tagore Desert, I fought him once. Back then, he was only at the Dou Practitioner level. It must have been soone else’s soul power that elevated him to the Dou Ancestor level. In the end, I had Xiao Jin deal with him," Liu Ling explained briefly.
"I see... So Xiao Yan nearly died to that wind vortex earlier and used that power to save his life. If he refuses to surrender and continues using that power against Yanran, I won’t let him off!" Xiao Yixian’s voice was icy as she spoke.
At the center of the square, Nalan Yanran grew more cautious after noticing Xiao Yan’s sudden display of Dou King-level strength.
"To think that, in just three years, you’ve reached such heights!"
"Master’s words were indeed wise; never underestimate anyone in the world!"
"If you’ve reached the Dou King level, then let’s have a true battle of bloodshed to settle this grudge once and for all!"
With these thoughts, Nalan Yanran set aside her previous disdain for Xiao Yan.
anwhile, on Xiao Yan’s side, after Yao Lao intervened to block Nalan Yanran’s wind vortex, Xiao Yan stood frozen in place.
Just monts earlier, Yao Lao inford him that the attack Nalan Yanran unleashed carried the might of a Dou Spirit, a realm one full level above his own.
"Don’t underestimate the youth of today... Haha, Xiao Yan, don’t forget... we are both still young. Three years ago, I was stronger than you, and three years later, I will only be stronger still!"
As Xiao Yan recalled Nalan Yanran’s words from earlier, his face suddenly burned with a searing sense of sha.
“It seems I’ve been a frog at the bottom of a well… These three years, it wasn’t just who worked hard. She, too, has been improving rapidly.”
“Today’s battle… I’ve been utterly defeated by Nalan Yanran.”
“Father, it’s Xiao Yan’s failure. I’ve disgraced you…”
Just as Xiao Yan was drowning in unwillingness, frustration, and sha while revisiting old mories, a cold voice suddenly reached his ears.
“Xiao Yan, you’re impressive... But now, let’s stop holding back and probing each other. Bring out your real strength, and let’s end this once and for all!”
Hearing this frosty tone, Xiao Yan’s bitter smile deepened. Slowly raising his head, he looked forward. Just as he opened his mouth, intending to admit defeat, his pupils suddenly contracted. His eyes were filled with shock—so intense it was as if the world had shifted.
In Xiao Yan’s view, Nalan Yanran had risen into the air, leaving the ground behind. What shocked him even more were the massive, cyan wings of energy spanning more than ten feet that unfurled behind her.
The aura radiating from Nalan Yanran and the unmistakable Dou Qi wings told Xiao Yan a single, crushing truth—she had reached the Dou King level.
“This... This is impossible!” Xiao Yan’s body trembled, his spirit nearly collapsing as he shouted in disbelief.
“Yanran, that girl, has actually reached the Dou King realm!”
At the sa ti, Nalan Jie, seeing Nalan Yanran display her Dou King strength, exclaid in uncontainable excitent. Soon, his shock gave way to unrestrained joy.
“Nalan Yanran has broken through to Dou King! No wonder the sect master personally selected her as a disciple. Truly, the Yun Lan Sect is blessed!” said Yun Leng, the elder presiding over the duel, his aged face brimming with delight.
“To think Nalan Yanran has been hiding her strength so deeply… Now, with both of them revealing Dou King abilities, who will prevail?”
Nalan Yanran’s revelation of her Dou King power turned this duel—initially believed to be “without suspense”—into an enthralling contest. The crowd buzzed with speculation about who would erge victorious.
Amid countless gazes fixed upon her, Nalan Yanran, hovering in the air, raised her longsword. A radiant glow burst forth from it, so bright it dazzled everyone present.
Under this brilliance, terrifying energy began to converge at an alarming rate.
Her beautiful eyes locked onto Xiao Yan below, and after taking a deep breath, Nalan Yanran gripped the increasingly heavy longsword in her jade-like hand. Moving with excruciating slowness, her sword seed almost stationary, yet the energy waves it unleashed grew more intense with every passing mont.
“Xiao Yan, what are you still dazing out for? Today’s battle is beyond salvaging. You’re still young. If you couldn’t catch up to this girl in three years, what’s stopping you from chasing her for another three?”
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