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--- Chapter 219 ---
Han Yuan stared at Xiao Yan calmly, thinking about a few things.
Xiao Yan, a fellow reincarnator.
A legendary figure among the protagonists of this kind of novel, starting from zero, to a famed Great Ruler titled "Flame Emperor," and the leader of Endless Fire Territory.
Yet, the renowned "Flame Emperor" is only seven right now.
Let alone becoming a peak existence in the Great Thousand Worlds, he hasn't even become a Dou God (Dou Di) in his own world.
Unfortunately, fate won't work like it's supposed to for Xiao Yan.
Han Yuan didn't hate Xiao Yan or anything. After all, Xiao Yan is a better person than Tang San could ever be.
Nonetheless, in a world with limited resources like the Dou Qi Continent, Han Yuan couldn't afford to be kind to a Son of Destiny like him.
Although there is a famous line that's better for a fellow reincarnator to be Xiao Yan's brother than Tang San's friend, Han Yuan is not like following the other and being all chummy with a random guy, even if he was a protagonist.
Han Yuan has goals, and Wu Tan City is just the beginning.
As long as Xiao Yan didn't mess with Han Yuan, then he wouldn't mess with him either.
'Sorry, nothing personal, Xiao Yan.' Han Yuan cast a brief apologetic look before focusing his attention on the spar.
'You're going to become a stepping stone for my dojo.'
'Thank you for the promotion.'
On the other hand, Xiao Yan is still acting all cocky. He didn't catch on to Han Yuan's apologetic look as he could see his victory!
'There is no way I'm going to lose! I am a genius!' Xiao Yan thought while entering a stance of confidence. He placed one hand on the back and the other raised at Han Yuan.
If Han Yuan knew what Xiao Yan was thinking right now, the beating this future "Flame Emperor" was about to experience would definitely get worse.
Meng Xi looked at both of them and said, "Okay, I wanted a fair fight, so once one side loses, the spar is over."
"Also, there is no dirty move. Eyes, crotch, and other sensitive organs are no no."
"Do you understand?"
"Yes!" Han Yuan and Xiao Yan nodded simultaneously.
Meng Xi glanced at Xiao Zhan and then smiled, "Well, then, let the spar begin."
Xiao Zhan ignored the teasing look from Meng Xi and concentrated his attention on his son.
Xiao Yan, with all his smugness, started executing a movement skill that increased his speed. His small body accelerated and arrived before Han Yuan as he threw a punch confidently.
"Stone-Breaking Fist!" He shouted the name of a low-level Yellow Rank Dou Technique he had mastered recently. Although he couldn't use it properly due to the lack of Dou Qi cyclone, the rich Dou Qi in his body was more than enough to execute this technique several times.
"Genius!" Many exclaimed, watching Xiao Yan in awe.
In fact, Xiao Zhan looks mighty proud of his son's performance.
However, seeing the slow punch that was coming straight to his face, Han Yuan wasn't impressed.
'Too obvious.'
'Too straightforward.'
'Too childish...' Han Yuan sighed inwardly.
Out of everyone's expectation, Han Yuan casually tilted his head to the left before grabbing Xiao Yan's wrist and throwing him over his shoulder to the ground.
Bam!
A loud thud echoed in the arena, silencing the dojo.
Han Yuan put his left leg on Xiao Yan's chest and said, "You lose..."
The spar ended before they could even relish in the exchange between two geniuses!
"T-This is..." Xiao Zhan, Yafei, and two other patriarchs couldn't believe their eyes.
Ao Bapa, the patriarch of Ao Ba Clan, sighed, "He saw through Xiao Yan's flaws, neutralized the punch by attacking the wrist, and then ended it with a throw."
"What a clever kid. He already learned about "Tempo" at such a young age."
Jia Liebi, the Patriarch of Jie Lie Clan, chuckled, "It seems it was clear who is the 'better' genius among them."
"Am I right, Xiao Clan's Patriarch?"
Xiao Zhan's expression is grim. At first, he thought everything would be fine as long as his son won.
Yes, as long as Xiao Yan wins, there would be no problem.
They could even take the "Dou Qi Boosting Pill" back home.
Unfortunately, it was just Xiao Zhan's pipe dream. Not only did Xiao Yan lose to Han Yuan, but he also lost miserably at that.
From now on, this will be a "stain" on the title of genius that Xiao Yan has proudly displayed. What Xiao Zhan didn't know is that Xiao Yan will have a bigger stain once he loses his cultivation, and become "trash" that even his fellow clan members condemn.
Xiao Zhan was ready to stand up from his seat when Xiao Yan suddenly shouted, "No, I haven't lost yet!"
Xiao Yan lashed out and pushed Han Yuan's leg away, springing back on his foot as he entered a more muddled stance this time. His arm and back ached so badly right now because of Han Yuan's throw earlier, but he gritted his teeth through it.
What Xiao Yan didn't know was that his action caused displeasure among the watchers, and the Jie Liebi couldn't be happier to mock Xiao Zhan for it.
"My, my, Xiao Clan's Patriarch, your son sure is something else." Jie Liebi chuckled even more.
"If it were my son, he would admit his defeat like a respectable boy he is, but your son, tch, tch, he couldn't even accept such an outcome."
"He didn't take his opponent seriously at all."
"Lose in skill, lose in character."
"I wondered what you taught him at home exactly..."
Xiao Zhen ignored Jie Liebi's provocation until the line struck him hard as he glared at the Jie Lie Clan's Patriarch coldly. "Hmph, that's none of your business..."
"Haha, I know, I know. Just reminding you, as a fellow clan head in Wu Tan City." Jie Liebi covered his laughter with his left hand. "After all, while strength is important, we can't forget that your image is important, too."
"Right, Ao Bapa?" He glanced at the Ao Ba Clan's head.
Ao Ba narrowed his eyes at them before nodding, "Mm."
Back in the arena, Han Yuan watched Xiao Yan with a slight surprise on his face, "This, are you sure?"
Xiao Yan was annoyed, "Who do you think I am? I didn't use all my strength earlier!"
"This time, I will definitely defeat you!"
'Bro, I was being kind to you earlier...' Han Yuan was speechless. 'Do you really think I used my strength at all?'
Even though what Han Yuan did was quite humiliating for Xiao Yan, no one can argue that it was not effective and quick. After all, he doesn't want to get entangled too long with this snobby protagonist.
However, he didn't even use 1% of his power. No Dou Qi enhancement, no spiritual power, no full physical prowess either, only pure judgement and technical skill.
Realizing this annoying fellow won't shut up unless he gets knocked out cold, Han Yuan sighed inwardly.
"Fine, you want to fight, I will give you one." The air around Han Yuan shifted abruptly. And for a split second, Xiao Yan seemed to see Han Yuan's eyes changing color from black to silver.
Meng Xi shrugged, "Very well, round two it is."
"The rule is still the same, but this time..."
"The one who couldn't fight back anymore loses."
"Understand?"
"Yes!" Xiao Yan shouted while getting his Dou Qi churning.
Han Yuan nodded and didn't say anything, waiting for Meng Xi to start this fight again.
"Well, then. Let's get the fight started!" Meng Xi retreated a few steps and announced.
Swoosh!
"Watch out!" Xiao Yan burst with great speed as his body vanished from Han Yuan's line of vision.
Han Yuan looked around calmly, listening to the change of wind in the surroundings. Although he doesn't need to, he should sell an act.
BAM!
Han Yuan suddenly raised his elbow, defending himself against Xiao Yan's punch.
"So tough!" Xiao Yan winced in pain. Punching Han Yuan's elbow felt like punching steel.
Han Yuan quickly raised his leg and then kicked Xiao Yan's guts, making him hunch like a shrimp.
"UUGH!" Xiao Yan's eyes widened as he got pushed back, and then he knelt on the ground.
Thud!
Han Yuan looked down on Xiao Yan, "Do you still want to fight?"
"I-I can continue..." Xiao Yan struggled to get up.
"Then, get up." Han Yuan said calmly.
"Get up and fight me, genius."
As if struck by lightning, Xiao Yan stood and stared at Han Yuan in shock, feeling not only insulted but also looked down on.
Xiao Yan glared, blowing hot air from his nose. "I know..."
"Then, I will show what a genius is."
The remaining Dou Qi in Xiao Yan's body, the one he painstakingly stored to create a Dou Qi cyclone for his breakthrough, was used all up at this very moment.
A faint light came from Xiao Yan's right hand. He looked up to Han Yuan and then rushed forward, leaving a trail of shadow.
"Stone-Breaking Fist!"
"That's Dou Qi Cloak!" Someone in the crowd shouted in awe.
"Young Master Xiao Yan used Dou Qi Cloak!"
"B-But I thought only the Dou Master was able to use the Dou Qi Cloak?"
"Genius, is this what a genius could do?"
Xiao Zhan bloomed in joy, "That's my son!"
Han Yuan stared at the Dou Qi-coated fist and shifted his gaze to Xiao Yan's determined face. 'As expected of the protagonist, you can even pull bullshit like this.'
Han Yuan calmly walked toward Xiao Yan, "Using the same trick on me won't work. If it didn't work once, what makes you think it would work the second time?"
"Well, I guess, you don't care."
Swoosh!
"Tempest Kick - Three-Pronged Strike." Han Yuan calmly ducked under Xiao Yan's fist, striking the protagonist's left side head with his right leg before doing the same with his other side, and finishing him on the back of his head.
BAM! BAM! BAM!
Whirlwind seems to buzz as Xiao Yan loses control over his body.
'W-What was that... Too fast...' Xiao Yan's sight darkened as he fainted on the spot.
Thud!
The infamous genius of Xiao Clan has fallen!
What Xiao Yan didn't know was that it was not just him who couldn't even see Han Yuan's kicks; even the clan heads and guests above couldn't help but suck a cold breath.
Fast, methodical, victory!
"The winner, Han Yuan!" Meng Xi was amazed by his master's skill. Others might not know, but the Tempest Kick is just a low-level Dou Technique not worth training.
Yet, Han Yuan transformed this technique into something that could even rival a higher-level technique.
Han Yuan then glanced at the crowd and bowed slightly, "Thank you for attending the opening of our Soaring Wind Dojo, everyone. I, Han Yuan, am nothing without the dojo and my teacher's guidance."
"If you want to become stronger, just like me, feel free to register at our dojo!"
"We won't let you down!"
"Yes, we wanted to join!" Several people shouted in excitement.
They loudly cheered for Han Yuan as he smiled back at them. Weirdly, at this very moment, his tall figure seems to cast a shadow over the fainted protagonist beneath his feet.
The world has deviated from its path...
And it is only the beginning!
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