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As for the War Fist, it was the Large Success stage. However, when compared to his talent in cultivating martial skills, it was extremely horrifying.
Therefore, the moment Xiao Ya approached, the youth's eyes revealed fear. Every time he took a step forward, there would be waves of oppressive martial Qi. With Xiao Ya's Battle Sage Bloodline, the teenager with the sword in front of him felt as if he was suffocating.
With a frightened expression, Xiao Ya's two small fists struck Li Jun's body at the same time. The penetrating battle qi directly pressed into the young man's body, causing fear to appear in his eyes.
Xiao Ya rapidly approached. The youth looked at the longsword in his hand. However, under the pressure of his combat steps, the longsword in his hand seemed to be extremely heavy.
Xiao Ya found the opportunity and quickly sat on Li Jun's chest. Her eyes revealed a hint of anger as she punched the youth's delicate face. However, Xiao Ya didn't stop her punches.
Seeing that, Lin Hu immediately sent out a sound transmission, "Xiao Ya! "Quick, stop."
The young man who was beaten by Xiao Ya was gradually losing his strength. If this continued, he would definitely die on the battling platform. After hearing Xiao Ya's words, the young man below gasped for breath as he began to cry loudly under the astonished gazes of the crowd.
Seeing this, Xiao Ya's anger turned into sympathy once again. She jogged to the side of the youth and knelt before the gazes of everyone.
"You! Don't cry! "
"Don't come over! Don't come near me! Can't I admit defeat? "Stop hitting me."
Even Lin Hua was a little taken aback by this cry. When he was ten years old, he would never have been beaten up to such a degree. Xiao Ya immediately squatted down helplessly, her eyes filled with regret.
However, Lin Hu did not make any sound to warn her of the following scene. Xiao Ya's head quickly moved to the side and a ray of cold light dodged her attack at an extremely fast speed. However, a bloody wound still appeared on her cheek.
Xiao Ya slowly turned her head, her right hand stroking the blood on her face as she stared blankly at the badly bruised youth before her, her bright big eyes blinking.
Finally, under Xiao Ya's gaze which gradually turned to anger, Lin Hu once again began to mount the boy and violently beat him up. This scene caused Lin Hu to smile. Today, he had taught Xiao Ya a lesson.
When it was about time, Xiao Ya also stopped what she was doing and stood on the ground with a furious expression. She looked blankly at the feeble youth below, seemingly deep in thought.
"That little guy seemed to have used a battle footwork earlier, right?"
"Yes!" "A bit like it, could it be that he is also a member of the Zhan Clan?"
"I think he should be from a branch family. I've never seen him before."
To be able to use his fighting steps, it was very likely that he was a disciple with the surname of Zhan.
Two hours later, Xiao Ya managed to make it to the end without any problems. At the same time, she became increasingly alert.
It seemed that this was the first time Xiao Ya learned the terrifying ability of human nature from a young man. Gradually, her eyes became dull and fearful toward blood.
At this moment, there were only 75 people left on the stage. As the light changed, Xiao Ya stood blankly on the spot. There was no one in front of her.
Xiao Ya didn't immediately lie down like Lin Hu. She just stood there blankly, watching the people around her fight.
Another two hours passed. At this moment, only four people remained on the fighting stage. Amongst them, Little Ya was impressively among them. At this moment, the battle between her and Li Jun happened to be between her and Little Ya.
This Li Jun was really not simple, she was able to last until this round.
Seeing the fierce gaze of Zhan Jun, Lin Hu immediately transmitted his voice to Xiao Ya, who was standing on the battling platform.
"Xiao Ya release your full strength!"
Lin Hu, who had an expression of worry on his face, stared at Xiao Ya's frail back. However, he seemed to be overthinking. Xiao Ya seemed to have an overwhelming advantage right from the start of the battle.
After releasing his full strength, Li Jun retreated. Her eyes revealed an expression of disbelief, as if she had just met Xiao Ya.
As for the martial king expert on the platform, he was looking at Xiao Ya's figure with a smile in his eyes.
"He was actually able to cultivate the Battle Steps of Zhan Clan to the Great Perfection Stage, and with every step he takes, he can firmly suppress the cultivation of his opponent. It's simply inconceivable!"
The Martial King's mumbling resounded in the sky. At this moment, the crowd from the Zhan Clan all revealed gazes of admiration. It was for no other reason but because of that phrase, the perfect stage of the Battle Steps.
It was because they were already in the Martial Spirit Realm. Most people didn't train their steps to the perfect realm, but Xiao Ya did. What kind of martial cultivation talent was that? How could they not admire it?
"Not only that, even his battle fists are at the Mastery Stage. Not bad, not bad!"
As soon as he said this, the surrounding Battle Clan disciples all revealed looks of admiration. Looking at Xiao Ya, who was dressed simply, someone exclaimed in surprise, "She's actually a buried servant, she's really not simple."
"If it's gold, it will eventually shine. Little miss has talent, no matter what, she won't be buried."
The sounds of discussion drifted out from the crowd, as a smile appeared on Lin Hu's face. These people probably didn't know what kind of suffering Xiao Ya had been through. Lin Hu's heart was filled with grief as he looked at her back.
At that moment, the flames of anger in Zhan Jun's eyes were incomparable. He never would have thought that Li Jun on his side would be so tightly suppressed. Looking at her appearance, she had already spat out a few mouthfuls of blood.
When Xiao Ya's final punch struck out, Li Jun was sent flying backwards. Xiao Ya also took a deep breath and stood on the spot. Li Jun, who was far away, was already exhausted. There was no fighting spirit in her eyes.
When Xiao Ya approached, Li Jun threw out a few hidden needles just like the first youth. They were so hidden that no light could be seen.
Xiao Ya seemed to have been prepared for this move. She raised the Martial Qi she was using to defend herself and punched Li Jun's chest with her right fist once again.
"Pfft!"
Li Jun spat out a mouthful of blood as she lost. Her eyes revealed a dull expression as she was supported by the Zhan Clan guards as she descended from the battling platform.
Towards these people, Xiao Ya said disdainfully, "The closer the red, the darker the black, the more animals gather, and the more people, the more people will be separated into groups."
With these words, Lin Hu thought to himself, "This is bad."
"Little girl, what did you say?" Zhan Jun flew up in fury and flew towards the martial stage. The Martial King in the sky naturally did not ignore this scene.
"Zhan Jun, don't think that you can really be lawless! This is a clan gathering! "