The Strange Flame Rekindles in Battle Through the Heavens

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Chapter 24 Unexpected Ambiguity

"Others might not be able to, but you still have a chance. I estimate that when you reach the Dou Zhe level, your physical strength will be comparable to a first-tier magical beast. You know, the reason magical beasts are much stronger than humans of the same level is because of their superior physical strength. An ordinary human Dou Zhe needs to be at least level six to have a chance of defeating a first-tier magical beast on their own. But once you reach the Dou Zhe level, dealing with low-level first-tier magical beasts will be no problem at all, and you might even be able to hold your own against high-level first-tier magical beasts." Seeing that Xiao Yan didn't believe him, Yao Lao explained with a smile.

The thought of being able to kill a magical beast with his bare hands filled Xiao Yan with excitement. He recalled the scene in the movies where King Kong tore apart a Tyrannosaurus Rex with his bare hands; wouldn't he be able to tear magical beasts apart with his own hands then...?

"Teacher, train me hard! I won't stop until I can tear magical beasts apart with my bare hands!" Thinking of this, Xiao Yan's lips curled into a strange smile as he eagerly said to Yao Lao.

The sky was a clear, deep blue, the clouds were as white as cotton, and the sun shone brightly and intensely. A gentle summer breeze swept across the mountaintop, bringing with it a vibrant sense of life.

A young boy stood atop a mountain peak, his hands clasped in a claw-like shape, generating a tremendous suction force from his palms. Huge rocks were sucked up by the boy, and when they reached him, he would punch or strike them, sending them flying backward.

Perhaps feeling a little guilty towards the surrounding trees, the boy started arguing with the stones. The surrounding trees swayed in the wind as if to express their gratitude, while the stones on the ground banged and protested.

Just as the boy knocked down the last stone around him, he stopped, took a deep breath, and looked down the mountain. He saw a beautiful girl walking towards him with light steps. Today was another day for the two to spar, and Xiao Yan, unusually, didn't have to train, so he was practicing his fighting skills, waiting for Xun'er's arrival.

As Xiao Yan watched Xun'er advance like a butterfly, her figure becoming clearer and clearer, a strange smile appeared on his lips, for he could finally unleash his newly developed technique.

As Xun'er drew closer to Xiao Yan, a faint smile appeared on her lips, and she quickened her pace again. However, just as Xun'er was about to reach Xiao Yan, she saw a strange smile appear on his lips. Suddenly, Xiao Yan crossed his arms, and after shouting "Dragon-Capturing Hand," a powerful suction force came from him.

Xun'er suddenly felt her body lighten, and without any warning, she was instantly pulled in front of Xiao Yan. Xun'er suddenly sensed something was wrong, and felt an unusual sensation in her body. She looked down.

"Ah..." Xun'er screamed instantly, her face turning bright red.

Xiao Yan felt a soft sensation in his hand. Looking down, he instantly tensed up, and his wicked claws tightened their grip even more.

"Mmm..." Xun'er felt the pain, but quickly regained her senses and said shyly, "Let go!"

"Oh! Oh!" Xiao Yan quickly responded, but his usually very nimble hands were now incredibly stiff, and it took him a while to gently release them.

Xun'er broke free from her restraints, instantly turned around, covered her blushing face, and after a moment of silence, said shyly, "I'm going back now!"

He finished speaking and hurriedly ran out, feeling as if there were wolves behind him. But were there really wolves behind him? Yes, there were!

Xiao Yan stared blankly at his own claws. Honestly, he wasn't that shameless. Ever since he learned that the Cloud-Dispelling Palm would tear clothes off, he had never used it on Xun'er. He only used the Dragon-Capturing Hand this time to test its power, but he had somehow managed to turn it into a breast-grabbing dragon claw.

Well! This fighting technique can't be used on girls again. He put his hand to his nose and smelled it, a smile reappearing on his lips.

"It smells pretty good!"

"Hehe! Enjoying it?" Yao Lao floated out of the ring and said jokingly.

Xiao Yan simply rolled his eyes and remained silent, increasingly feeling that Yao Lao was being disrespectful to his elders.

"Since we don't need to spar today, let's begin training!" Yao Lao said with a smile.

"Sigh! My perfectly good day off has been ruined!" Xiao Yan shook his head helplessly. What he didn't know was that not only was today's day off gone, but it would never be again.

Soon, the boy's screams echoed through the woods, because molesting a girl was punishable, and this punishment had been in effect for six months, except for a trip to the auction house to buy some medicinal herbs.

The boy, shirtless, hung from a tree, exposed to the scorching summer sun and the biting autumn winds. Even in the cold winter, he remained suspended, his body frozen solid each day, forced to use his battle qi to keep warm. Despite this, the old man Yao would still strike him with streams of battle qi imbued with strange fire, causing the boy to experience a sensation of being torn between ice and fire.

"Alas! Is this the price to pay for molesting a young girl? Xun'er! I was wrong, please save me!" Xiao Yan was speechless at this point, communicating entirely through his thoughts.

However, Xun'er did not appear. Ever since she was harassed by a certain wolf, she has rarely shown her face.

As spring colors began to emerge from the earth, the weather gradually warmed, the ice and snow began to melt, and nature began to present a new scene. Some trees also began to sprout, and tender leaves grew on the branches. These tender leaves shimmered in the sunlight and looked exceptionally beautiful.

A huge wooden barrel sat atop a massive rock, filled with a crimson liquid. A young man sat cross-legged in the center of the barrel, his entire body enveloped in a crimson aura. His hands formed a mudra, and with each rise and fall of his chest, the pale crimson gas around him flowed through his mouth and nose, entering his body and continuously strengthening his bones and tendons.

The red liquid in the wooden tub gradually faded, and the red aura surrounding him also gradually disappeared, until the last wisp of pale red aura was inhaled into the boy's body. The boy opened his eyes, a red glint flashing in his pupils, and leaped out of the wooden tub with a powerful burst of energy.

"Bang!" The wooden barrel was instantly blasted into wood chips by the energy emanating from the boy.

As for why he broke the wooden barrel, it was because he no longer needed it; today was the last day of his physical training.

The moment the boy's feet touched the ground, he abruptly crossed his arms, and a powerful suction force emanated from his palms, pulling a boulder, more than half a person's height, towards him. As the boulder reached him, the boy swiftly unleashed a punch.

"Bang!" Another loud noise, and the stone shattered instantly, with fragments falling everywhere.

He gently stretched his body, his bones cracking and popping. After taking a deep breath, the boy slowly asked, "Teacher, is my physical strength truly comparable to that of a first-tier magical beast now?"

An old man floated out from the jet-black ring on Xiao Yan's finger, took a deep breath, and said with a faint smile, "Of course, your physical strength is now comparable to a mid-level first-tier magical beast. I really didn't expect you, little guy, to actually persevere. Even I didn't expect that!"

The youthful innocence on Xiao Yan's face had vanished, replaced by a resolute expression. His facial features were well-defined and smooth, giving him a sense of determination and confidence. His muscles were strong and powerful, with clear lines, and his entire body exuded masculinity.

(End of this chapter)