Battle Through the Heavens: Emperor's Son Xiao Yan

Chapter 42 First Day of School, Beating Up the Teaching Assistant

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"Go! Go!" a group of teenagers shouted excitedly, though it was hard to tell who they were cheering for.

Dan Chen looked at Xiao Yan confronting Song Qing in the sky, her little fists clenched tightly, her face filled with worry, while Cao Ying's expression was also not good.

If the two were to fight, she would inevitably be one of the reasons to fan the flames, and Xiao Yan's last words also made her feel a little nervous.

"Xiao Yan, you are no match for me. Admit defeat now, leave Cao Ying, and I may spare you for the sake of the Medicine Venerable!" Song Qing said calmly to Xiao Yan from the sky.

Frankly speaking, he didn't want to make a deep enemy of Xiao Yan. This young man's future achievements were almost certainly going to surpass his own, and he was unwilling to offend him easily.

However, it is absolutely impossible for him to give up Cao Ying because of this.

"What are you trying to prove?" Xiao Yan's words nearly choked Song Qing to death.

"If you beg for mercy now, I might spare your life. And that little girl Cao Ying is already my designated bed warmer." Xiao Yan glanced at Song Qing sideways.

If you're going to humiliate your opponent, then you can't even look at him directly.

"You, you!" When it comes to cursing, Song Qing is no match for Xiao Yan. He was so angry that his face trembled a few times, and finally he let out a cold laugh.

"Fine, I see you've been spoiled by the Medicine Venerable for too long. You're really ignorant of your own limitations. Today, I'll teach you a lesson and show you what it means to be outmatched!" He roared, his body trembled slightly, and he vanished from the spot.

"What's Yao Lao anyway? How could he possibly spoil me?" Xiao Yan pursed his lips, but ultimately didn't say it aloud.

We should still respect the elderly.

Just then, a gust of wind swept in front of him, and a fist wrapped in blue light was smashing directly towards his face.

"Boom!" The fist, glowing with a blue light, pierced through Xiao Yan's head right before everyone's eyes.

"Ah!" Some of the kinder girls couldn't help but cover their eyes, and Dan Chen was so frightened that her face turned pale. Only Cao Ying frowned slightly.

As Song Qing's fist pierced through, not a single drop of blood flowed from Xiao Yan's head; instead, it slowly dissipated.

"Energy body!" Song Qing's pupils shrank, and he quickly turned around and threw another punch.

"Your fighting skills are quite good, but unfortunately your cultivation is not very good." A fist collided with Song Qing's fist, producing a dull thud. Song Qing couldn't help but take three steps back, while Xiao Yan was sent flying dozens of feet away.

"Hahahaha, Xiao Yan, your movement technique is indeed very strong. I admit that my speed is not as good as yours, but with your Dou Qi, do you think you are my opponent?"

Seeing Xiao Yan fly so far away, Song Qing couldn't help but burst into laughter, a smug look on his face.

"Even if you are a peerless genius, you are still just a fifteen-year-old boy. The gap between a two-star Dou Huang and an eight-star Dou Huang is so great that it cannot be bridged by talent alone."

Moreover, Xiao Yan's fighting spirit seems somewhat weak and unstable.

"Sigh, the fighting spirit of this Burning Technique is really weak now," Xiao Yan shook his head helplessly.

Even if a high-level Yellow Rank Burning Technique were to overturn the heavens, how could it compare to Song Qing, who cultivated an Earth Rank technique?

Given his status as a disciple of the Grand Elder of the Dan Tower, it wouldn't be surprising if he possessed a high-level Earth-rank cultivation technique. At the very least, he could cultivate a mid-level Earth-rank technique. The strength of his battle qi was comparable to that of an ordinary nine-star Dou Huang.

Xiao Yan himself had already dropped to a two-star Dou Huang, and with the kidney deficiency characteristic of the Burning Technique, he could probably only be compared to an ordinary one-star Dou Huang.

It was only because of his mastery of combat techniques and his extremely strong physical body that he was able to withstand a direct attack from Song Qing. If it were an ordinary Dou Huang, he would have coughed up blood after that.

After all, the fighting techniques in Song Qing's hands were of exceptional quality.

It's not that the Xiao Clan behind Xiao Yan couldn't provide better fighting techniques, but rather that for Dou Huangs, the quality of these fighting techniques was already close to the limit. Even if there were better fighting techniques, they wouldn't be something they could easily use.

"Xiao Yan, if this is all you've got, you might as well beg for mercy." Song Qing sneered, his Dou Qi wings flapping behind him as he rose and moved forward again.

"Bang bang bang!" The two continued to fight, and the surging aftershocks of their battle aura stirred up waves of energy in the world, attracting many elders and disciples to crane their necks to watch.

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"Look, it's that genius Xiao Yan! Why is he fighting with Song Qing?"

"Perhaps this is the rivalry between geniuses. Song Qing is also a genius nurtured by our Pill Tower. The two young people are meeting their match and want to determine a winner."

"Did I ask you to leave your comments here? Hurry up and bring over a chair and some sunflower seeds!"

"Okay, teacher."

"Another pot of wine, please."

"Okay, teacher."

"Xiao Yan, if you're just trying to hold on by dodging like this, I advise you to give up!" After knocking Xiao Yan back with a palm strike, Song Qing sneered.

Xiao Yan's movement technique was indeed a bit faster than his own, but his fighting spirit was weak and feeble, and he had probably already used up half of his energy. On the other hand, his own fighting spirit was still strong and had only been used up to about 10%.

"Admit defeat obediently and leave Cao Ying, and I might spare you," Song Qing said with a smile.

"Heh heh, I've already told you, this chick is mine." Xiao Yan suddenly chuckled, rubbed his fist, and then grabbed his black robe with his right hand and tore it off forcefully.

With a whoosh, the expensive black fabric was torn open, revealing the boy's slightly thin but powerful upper body.

"Crimson Flame Demon Body, activate!" Xiao Yan shouted, and the cyan lion tattoo on his back began to light up. Flames seemed to burn on the cyan lines. The next moment, a powerful force that had been dormant for a long time awakened in Xiao Yan's body.

With a series of cracking sounds, Xiao Yan's bones grew taller by half a head, reaching nearly two meters in height. His previously taut muscles began to swell with blood.

At this moment, he stood tall and straight, his muscles as if they were cast in molten copper, with sharp, distinct lines, like a work of art sculpted by the heavens, or a perfect warrior.

"Roar!" A deep lion's roar resounded from Xiao Yan's body, and the blue lion tattoo on his back seemed to come alive.

"Wow, so handsome!" Several girls couldn't help but scream.

"With a body like that, I'm totally hitting the jackpot by letting him warm my bed."

Hearing their discussion, Cao Ying frowned and couldn't help but snort, which finally silenced the girls.

However, her narrow, beautiful eyes were fixed solely on Xiao Yan's perfect physique.

Dan Chen, standing to the side, covered her eyes with a slightly flushed face, but the gaps between her slender fingers did not obstruct her vision at all.

Men are lustful, and so are women, except they are restrained by something called modesty.

"Song Qing, it's my turn this time!" Xiao Yan sneered. Before his body had even disappeared from its original position, several more afterimages appeared in the air.

With the Nine Flashes of Heavenly Illusion, his fist slammed into Song Qing with terrifying force, creating a dark crack in the space where his fist passed.

Song Qing's expression changed drastically. He used his fastest hand speed ever to form a series of hand seals, which quickly condensed into a small red shield the size of a human head.

Low-level Earth-rank combat skill: "Mystic Fire Shield!"

"Crack!" Xiao Yan's fist only lingered on the small red shield for a moment before smashing it to pieces. With its momentum slightly reduced, it then slammed into Song Qing's chest.

Song Qing's face turned pale as Xiao Yan slammed her down from the sky.

"How could he be so terrifying!" Song Qing's face was filled with horror. If it weren't for the armor protecting his chest, he would probably have been beaten to the point of vomiting blood by Xiao Yan by now.

"No, I'm no match for him." Song Qing hurriedly activated his movement technique, transforming into a streak of green light in an attempt to escape, but unfortunately, how could his speed outpace Xiao Yan's?

Several afterimages flashed across the sky, and Song Qing felt a tremendous force coming from his back.

"Thump!" A dull sound rang out, and Song Qing, pale-faced, spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Xiao Yan, I surrender, I surrender!" He begged for mercy as he ran away, but he was met with another punch.

After three punches, Song Qing fell to the ground, his face pale, and lost consciousness.

"I'll teach you to be a show-off!"

"Let's see you show off!" Xiao Yan withdrew his power and stomped hard on his face with the force of an ordinary person's foot.

(End of this chapter)