Fighting the Supreme Realm

After a series of arrangements were made, Xiao Yan couldn't help but feel a little dry in the mouth. He picked up the tea on the table and drank a few sips. Feeling the fragrance of the tea, he felt refreshed, but he always felt that there was something he had forgotten. After confessing, he pondered silently and allowed everyone to joke around.

"Xiao Zhan, after Young Master Xiao breaks through the four-star peak, shouldn't we let Young Master Xiao warm up first?" Nan Erming asked seriously.

"That's right, you need to warm up first, at least to get familiar with the peak four-star state." Xiao Zhan felt that what Nan Erming said made sense.

Zhen Ni and Zi Ying laughed secretly, thinking that Xiao Zhan was trying to trick Zhong Nan Erming.

Sure enough, Nan Erming pretended to be deep in thought, and then said to himself: "Let's go out and practice. First, I'm afraid of not having enough time, and second, I'm afraid that people from the Shadow Alliance and the Alchemy Palace will interfere, so I can only practice internally."

"Well, that makes sense." Xiao Zhan agreed with Nan Erming's analysis, but he immediately realized something, "Nan Erming, what do you mean?"

"I don't mean anything. You said it yourself and I analyzed it and it makes sense."

Everyone laughed, and Ziying said with a cute smile: "Xiao Zhan, I'm afraid you have to do it to warm up Young Master Xiao. Show your strength and show Young Master Xiao what it means to be a six-star early stage Dou Emperor. "

"Go, go, go. When Mr. Xiao reaches the peak of four stars and comes out of seclusion, you and Nan Erming will also absorb the magic core and break through to six stars, right? Why me?" Xiao Zhan said angrily.

Xiao Yan was deep in thought when he heard Xiao Zhan say that Ziying's strength had improved. He dipped his fingers in water on the table and finally remembered the thing he forgot to explain.

Recalling some of the things that Mr. Zhan had thrown to him before, he immediately took out a skull and a thick book from the ring.

Looking at this yellowed book with silver decorative lines. Looking at the skull filled with corpse-cold aura, everyone's expressions became extremely exciting, and they all looked at Nan Erming with a smile.

Nan Erming's smile that succeeded in teasing Xiao Zhan completely subsided the moment Xiao Yan took out the skull. His chest kept rising and falling, and cold sweat broke out all over the floor. His lips trembled for a long time, but he couldn't speak.

What Xiao Yan took out was the most powerful world-level advanced fighting skill that was most consistent with Nan Erming's attributes and the most nerve-wracking - "Thousands of Corpses and Thousands of Poison Technique" that was bought at the fighting skills auction.

Nan Erming's hands couldn't help but tremble. When he thought about how he would become inhuman and ghost after practicing this fighting skill, he really felt more uncomfortable than killing him. His face turned pale from extreme fear. He hesitated for a long time before speaking with difficulty: "Young Master Xiao, there is no such thing. I know that everyone is in urgent need of improving their strength now, but this fighting skill... there are many other ways to improve strength. If you think I should improve It’s slow, can’t I work harder in the future?”

"I said Nan Erming, this is your fault." It was rare to see Nan Erming looking so frightened, and the blood in Xiao Zhan's body was about to boil. He advised with a seemingly good-natured look. "This is a world-level advanced fighting skill, and it is extremely powerful. No matter how many people ask for it, you can't get it. Look how kind Master Xiao is to you. He gave you such a good fighting skill to practice, and you still refused. You Are you worthy of Mr. Xiao’s expectations of you?”

Nan Erming was almost angry to death by Xiao Zhan's words. He raised his head and stared at Xiao Zhan's extremely hateful face, wanting to punch him hard. His face twitched. With an anger that everyone can feel, he squeezed out every word through his teeth: "We are such good brothers. Then I will give you such a good fighting skill!"

"Don't worry, since we are good brothers, how can I seize the fighting skill that best matches your attributes? Then wouldn't I, Xiao Zhan, be too unjust?" Xiao Zhan laughed and patted Nan Erming on the shoulder. He said, "Brother, accept your fate and show your condolences. Looking at Master Xiao's posture, you can't hide today."

Hearing Xiao Zhan's words, Nan Erming looked up at Xiao Yan, and suddenly collapsed, his head drooped, and he covered his face with his hands, wanting to cry.

"Isn't this too cruel?" Ziying said with a white face, "Is Nan Erming's beautiful face really going to be ruined?"

"Alas!" Feng Feng lamented for Nan Erming in his heart, and slowly closed his eyes, unable to bear to look at it any longer.

Xiao Yan suppressed a smile and looked at Nan Erming without saying a word. Nan Erming's mind went blank, and he became more and more certain that this fighting skill was trained for him.

"When did the world-level high-level fighting skills become worse than a big carrot, and you all push them back and forth?" Long Yi, who did not participate in the fighting skills auction, asked in confusion.

All eyes immediately focused on Long Yi. Has Long Yi ever been stared at by everyone with such eyes that made him want to laugh but not laugh? He frowned and stamped his feet, his pink face full of confusion: "Did I say something wrong?"

"Hahahahaha!" Everyone couldn't help it anymore and laughed so hard that they fell forward and backward.

Xiao Zhan was the most exaggerated. He rolled down from the chair holding his belly, bumped his head on the table leg, pointed at Nan Erming, and laughed so hard that he couldn't even speak.

Qing Mu'er smiled and ran to Long Yi in small steps, rubbing Long Yi's pink face, and her big watery eyes peeked at Xiao Yan's reaction from time to time.

Amidst the laughter of the crowd, Nan Erming looked at Xiao Yan through his fingers, who had an unchanged expression. He recalled Xiao Yan's sincerity towards him, bit his lip, and felt the faint salty feeling that spread across the air. , slowly took away the hands covering his face, and made up his mind——

"I'm willing to risk everything. Young Master Xiao treats me like a brother. For Young Master Xiao's great cause, am I still reluctant to let go of this stinky skin?"

At this moment, Nan Erming's heart was filled with the wind rustling, the water was cold, and the heroic ambition of a hero who was gone and never returned. That charming face was a little less soft and a little more resolute because it had a touch of tragedy. , even more elegant.

"What a shame."

Everyone was sighing in their hearts, expecting to see Xiao Yan being so moved that he didn't look like it. But when they raised their heads, they were shocked to find that Xiao Yan had turned his gaze away from Nan Erming and cast it on Zi Ying.

"Ziying, this fighting skill can be said to be tailor-made for you, take it." Xiao Yan said lightly.

"Ah?" Nan Erming froze into a stone sculpture, as if he had heard the most incredible words in the world and could not react for a moment.

Everyone was also at a loss, looking at Xiao Yan with great confusion. This...how could Zi Ying practice this fighting skill? Ziying is a girl.

Women value appearance far more than men. If women were asked to choose between strength and appearance, ninety-nine percent of women would choose the latter without hesitation, and Ziying was no exception.

At this time, Ziying's pretty face was pale, and her clothes were soaked with cold sweat. She didn't even turn her eyes, and she just stood there stupidly, like a wooden stake. (To be continued...)