Battle Through The Heavens : I Am The Thunder Emperor

Chapter 201: Victory Belongs to the Xiao Clan

After securing the right to preside over the duel, Mo Yu calmly took his place on the stone platform, waiting for the upcoming battle. Seeing Mo Yu's confident demeanor, Yun Leng, who stood beside him, snorted disdainfully. A mere member of the Xiao Clan, daring to think they could defeat the Yun Lan Sect's future leader—it was nothing but a fool's dream. This battle would only further prove that as the number one sect in the Jia Ma Empire, the power of the Yun Lan Sect was unchallengeable.

Mo Yu wasn't aware of Yun Leng's thoughts, but even if he were, he would only scoff at them. The Yun Lan Sect? It's nothing special.

As the various spectators harbored their own thoughts, the duel finally began. Contrary to what many expected, the scene where Nalan Yanran would quickly and decisively claim victory did not happen. Instead, the match started with a strange stalemate. Xiao Yan's relentless attacks even forced Nalan Yanran to use her mid-tier Xuan level Dou Technique, surprising many of the onlookers.

"Wind Spirit Split Sword!"

With a shout, Nalan Yanran's sword pointed directly at Xiao Yan below. Her toes lightly touched the void, and a faint breeze appeared beneath her feet. Using this breeze, Nalan Yanran swiftly retreated, leaving behind five illusory energy swords in mid-air. These swords trembled slightly before they linked together and shot down towards Xiao Yan.

As the powerful attack unfolded, the Yun Lan Sect disciples erupted in cheers, with exclamations ringing out that reached Mo Yu's ears.

"I didn't expect Senior Sister Nalan to have already mastered the Wind Spirit Split Sword, a mid-tier Xuan level technique. It's truly admirable."

"I heard that Senior Sister Nalan mastered this technique to the point where she could create five sword forms in just one year. I've been practicing for nearly two years and can only manage four."

"This is just the beginning, and Senior Sister Nalan is already using such a high-level Dou Technique. She must be aiming for a quick victory. That kid from the Xiao Clan is in for it."

Hearing these comments, Mo Yu looked at the calm black-robed youth in the arena and couldn't help but smile slightly.

"Xiao Yan, it's time for everyone to see your true strength."

As Mo Yu thought this, the battle in the arena suddenly changed dramatically.

"Eight Extremes Collapse!"

The black-robed youth clenched his fists, and the enormous black Heavy Xuan Ruler had already disappeared. Using the force from a half-spin, his fist, surrounded by a terrifying wind, struck directly at Nalan Yanran's back. The punch was so powerful that it produced a sharp sonic boom, demonstrating its sheer strength.

In the shocked eyes of the surrounding Yun Lan Sect disciples, the terrifying wind force caused Nalan Yanran's delicate body to soar into the air like a kite with a broken string, resembling a fragile flower swept away by a storm.

"Did Senior Sister Nalan lose?"

Countless people stared in disbelief at Nalan Yanran as she fell from the sky like a butterfly with broken wings. The possibility that the Yun Lan Sect's future leader could be defeated so easily was too much to comprehend.

On the stone platform, Yun Leng and the other elders merely watched calmly as Nalan Yanran descended. If she were to be defeated so easily, it would greatly underestimate the training she had received from the Yun Lan Sect.

Seeing this, Mo Yu stroked his chin. It was time for these two to show their true strength.

Indeed, after being pushed back by Xiao Yan, Nalan Yanran's face tightened. In the next moment, her robe and long hair began to flutter without wind, and a powerful aura surged from within her.

The sheer strength of this aura left the surrounding Yun Lan Sect disciples gaping in astonishment, with low exclamations echoing all around.

"This aura… Senior Sister Nalan has reached the level of a Da Dou Shi?"

Judging by the expressions of the Yun Lan Sect disciples, it seemed even they were unaware of Nalan Yanran's true strength.

"Haha, since Yanran has revealed her Da Dou Shi level, this match should soon be over. Boy, even if you're presiding, it won't change the outcome. The Xiao Clan is still insignificant," Yun Leng sneered at Mo Yu.

Mo Yu remained calm, replying, "A Da Dou Shi? Impressive, but do you think the Xiao Clan can't produce a Da Dou Shi?"

"What a joke. Yanran's breakthrough to Da Dou Shi was the result of the Yun Lan Sect's careful training. The Xiao Clan's strongest member is only a Da Dou Shi at best," Yun Leng retorted mockingly.

As he finished speaking, the elders of the Yun Lan Sect displayed expressions of disdain. They believed that the Xiao Clan had already produced a freak like Mo Yu, so how could there be a second Da Dou Shi?

But the next moment, when they looked at the arena, their mocking expressions froze. Their eyes widened in disbelief.

In the arena, Xiao Yan exhaled lightly, gripping the Heavy Xuan Ruler in his hand. He then forcefully planted it into the ground as cyan Dou Qi surged from his body like flames. After a moment, the Dou Qi condensed into a cyan Dou Qi armor, appearing before everyone's eyes.

"Dou Qi Armor… This guy… is also a Da Dou Shi?"

As they gazed at the armor that looked as solid as steel, a chorus of gasps spread across the square.

Seeing the Dou Qi armor on Xiao Yan, Yun Leng's arrogant expression vanished, replaced by shock. He turned to the calm youth beside him, taking a deep breath before speaking in a low voice.

"The Twin Dragons of the Xiao Clan… truly live up to their name. Although Xiao Yan's strength is surprising, Yanran has received the full legacy of the Yun Lan Sect. It's still impossible for him to win."

"Let's just wait and see," Mo Yu responded calmly.

Yun Leng's face darkened, and he turned his attention back to the battle in the arena.

As the fight intensified, powerful Dou Qi surged from both fighters like a flood, and the clashing energies caused explosive sounds to echo across the square. Blue light flashed, hot Dou Qi clashed with sharp sword energy, and two figures moved so fast that they became blurred. The clear ringing of swords and the clashing of metal echoed as their attacks grew increasingly fierce, leaving the spectators in awe.

Watching the two blurred figures in the arena, the faces of the Yun Lan Sect disciples were a mix of shock and disbelief. During the earlier stalemate, they had seen Nalan Yanran use at least three mid-tier Xuan level Dou Techniques. These techniques should have been enough to easily defeat opponents stronger than her, yet Xiao Yan, whose strength was clearly slightly inferior, had countered them all.

At this moment, the Yun Lan Sect disciples realized how foolish it was to believe the rumors that Xiao Yan was a worthless and arrogant fool. Thinking back to Mo Yu's reputation in the capital, they finally understood the terrifying strength of the Twin Dragons of the Xiao Clan.

"It seems Yanran will have to use her trump card…" Yun Leng muttered darkly as he watched the battle in the arena grow increasingly tense.

"Oh?" Hearing Yun Leng's words, Mo Yu focused his attention on the battle, curious about what would happen next.

In the sky, Nalan Yanran's moving sword suddenly paused. She gripped the hilt tightly as the terrifying energy within the sword became difficult to control. At a certain moment, when the energy reached its peak, the blinding light from the sword intensified, even overshadowing the sun's radiance.

"Ultimate Wind: Sunset Glow!"

The terrifying energy finally erupted from the sword, unleashing a wave of sword energy that seemed to descend from the heavens, engulfing the black-robed youth below. The pressure from the sword energy was so immense that the hard stone floor beneath them cracked, with fissures spreading across the square.

Sensing the overwhelming sword energy in the sky, Yun Leng once again sneered at Mo Yu, "Haha, this is the true strength of the Yun Lan Sect. The battle is finally over…"

As Yun Leng stood confident of victory, Mo Yu nodded with a slight smile, saying, "Indeed, it's about to end."

Yun Leng was taken aback by Mo Yu's agreement, but before he could process it, the youth's voice echoed in his ear once more.

"But the victor will belong to the Xiao Clan!"

As Mo Yu's words fell, Xiao Yan suddenly pulled out a pale purple pill from his ring and placed it in his mouth, chewing it lightly. He then opened his mouth, and a purple flame burst out, resting in his left hand.

"What's he doing?" many of the Yun Lan Sect elders murmured, their faces filled with confusion.

"He's trying to fuse two different flames?"

As the Grand Elder of the Yun Lan Sect, Yun Leng quickly deduced Xiao Yan's intent, his face turning pale with shock. "Is he crazy? Does he not fear being devoured by the flames?"

As he voiced his shock, a calm voice suddenly sounded beside him.

"Grand Elder Yun Leng, we just need to watch quietly. The rest, we'll see once the result is out. But I still believe victory belongs to the Xiao Clan!"

Looking at the calm youth beside him and then at the increasingly intense Xiao Yan in the arena, an ominous feeling began to rise in Yun Leng's heart and among the other Yun Lan Sect elders.

Could it be that their future leader, Nalan Yanran, might lose?

Would the prestigious Yun Lan Sect really be defeated by the unremarkable Xiao Clan?

(End of Chapter)

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