Chapter 239: Dragon Roar!

With a sonic boom, the petite and adorable Zi Yan sat on Xiao Yan's shoulder as he shot down violently from the sky; the Inner Court students were mostly in their early twenties, and being able to reach Dou Spirit level was already impressive—reaching Dou King level to manifest Spiritual Qi Wings was still a long way off.

Seeing Xiao Yan arrive with Spiritual Qi Wings, carrying Zi Yan, many senior students showed expressions of surprise.

But soon, some students with insight—even those who had seen Xiao Yu use a Flying Dou Technique—realized it was a Flying Dou Technique.

After all, advancing from Three-Star Dou Spirit to Dou King in seven days? That was impossible to imagine.

"Sorry I'm late."

Xiao Yan's calm voice rang like thunder, booming in the ears of everyone around the Guang Chang.

The sudden, quiet voice instantly silenced the square, where murmurs had just begun; in an instant, the entire Guangchang became utterly silent.

All eyes turned to the black-eyed, black-haired boy; everyone present knew that the outcome of this battle rested on Xiao Yan.

If Xiao Yan could easily defeat Yao Sheng and Bai Cheng, these two top experts, along with several low-level Dou Spirits, then numbers would no longer matter much.

"Hmph, who does he think he is? Does he imagine he's Brother Liu Qing?" Liu Fei, hearing the murmurs and even someone saying Xiao Yan might win, immediately scowled.

Liu Fei noticed Yao Sheng beside her looked unusually uneasy, and frowned: "Yao Sheng, what kind of composure is this? You're acting like a coward."

Since Xiao Yan's appearance, Yao Sheng's face had turned deathly pale, his body trembling, fingers pointing toward Xiao Yan, too terrified to speak.

"M-M-M-M-M-Mighty King!!!" Yao Sheng's teeth chattered—he wasn't afraid of Xiao Yan, but of the white-clad little girl, Zi Yan, who jumped down from Xiao Yan's shoulder!

Not just Yao Sheng—even Bai Cheng, another Strong List warrior—was drenched in cold sweat, eyes wide as if seeing a ghost, legs shaking.

Bai Shan immediately noticed something was wrong: "Cousin? What's wrong?"

"That girl!" Bai Cheng's face changed drastically; he had confirmed it countless times, hoping he'd misseen—but the truth was undeniable.

"What about that girl?" Bai Shan and the other White Gang members all turned curiously toward the little girl beside Xiao Yan.

"She's the Mighty King! Number One on the Strong List!"

When Bai Cheng shouted "Number One on the Strong List," his voice carried across the entire Guang Chang; everyone instantly understood.

Xiao Yan obviously couldn't be Number One on the Strong List—the Strong List Conference hadn't even begun yet; there was only one possibility!

Xiao Yu and the others also heard Bai Cheng's words, and all looked unconsciously toward Zi Yan, who appeared to be only eleven or twelve years old.

This little girl is Number One on the Strong List?!

Only Xiao Yan, who had fought Zi Yan before, nodded silently inside—he knew Zi Yan was Dou King level; even he had been utterly crushed by her. Winning the Strong List title? No surprise at all.

Xiao Mei tilted her head, puzzled: "She's Number One on the Strong List? This little girl?"

"You have a problem with that, big-chested girl?" Zi Yan's gaze hardened, and she let out a cold snort; due to the Shape-Shifting Herb and the slow growth rate of demonic beasts, her body had remained small, short, and flat.

Xiao Mei's face flushed bright red—what could she do if she developed well?

Hu Jia and the others saw the three Elders smiling helplessly without denying it, and realized: Zi Yan was indeed the mysterious Number One on the Strong List—effectively the strongest student in the Inner Court!

Liu Elder asked: "Xiao Yan, isn't Zi Yan also from your Xiao Sect?"

The three Elders exchanged glances—if this girl joined the Xiao Sect, there'd be no point in fighting; even Liu Qing of the Crack Mountain Gang, ranked third on the Strong List, plus Lin Xiuya of Wolf Fang, ranked second, couldn't defeat her.

One person alone could defeat them all.

Xiao Yan smiled and shook his head: "She's not fighting. We just happened to meet outside the court and traveled together."

Hearing Xiao Yan's words, Bai Cheng and Yao Sheng both exhaled in relief—if Number One on the Strong List had joined the fight, they'd surrender immediately; this would be pure one-sided domination.

But neither of them yet realized one question: how did Xiao Yan even know Zi Yan?

Birds of a feather flock together; Xiao Yan didn't become friends with Number One on the Strong List because he was handsome.

"Since you've arrived, then take the field," Liu Elder waved his sleeve; even Grand Elder Su Qian was paying attention to this battle.

Many Inner Court elites were curious: could this New Student, who possessed a Spiritual Flame, overturn the Inner Court's unspoken rules and establish a new order?

Both sides took the field: Xiao Yan's side totaled about forty, while the senior alliance approached two hundred—a fivefold numerical disadvantage.

Moreover, the overall cultivation level and strength of the seniors were far superior.

"The clash between new and old—every end of an old era marks the rise of a new one. But challenging the old era requires more than just courage," said Grand Elder Su Qian on a pavilion outside the court, stroking his beard as he gazed at the Guang Chang with a smile.

"I wonder what this boy with the strange fire has up his sleeve to counter it."

Bai Cheng looked at Xiao Yan stepping onto the field and sneered: "If Number One on the Strong List, Sister Zi, were helping you, you'd have the right to be arrogant. But as it stands? You have no grounds for arrogance."

After speaking, Bai Cheng glanced at Zi Yan's reaction; seeing her quietly eating something, silent and unmoved, he finally relaxed.

It seemed Zi Yan truly wasn't on the Xiao Sect's side.

"Arrogance requires arrogance's foundation. If you find it unbearable, feel free to try," Xiao Yan smiled, his face clear and gentle—but beneath that smile, anyone could sense a calm detachment.

"You won't be so lucky this time," Yao Sheng glared at Xiao Yan, his dagger spinning rapidly in his hand, forming dizzying, fluid arcs like two black venomous snakes—nimble and deadly.

Two hundred seniors, like ravenous wolves, waited for the referee's signal to swarm and crush every member of the Xiao Sect, asserting senior dominance!

The rules must still be set by the Old Generation!

The referee, seeing both sides ready, shouted: "Battle—begin!"

"Charge!!"

"Defeat them!"

"Teach them how to respect their seniors!"

Countless seniors swung their weapons, roaring.

The moment the referee finished speaking, Xiao Yan took one slow step forward, raised his hand, and summoned a Soul Barrier that enclosed all forty Xiao Sect members.

"Brother Xiao Yan?" Xun Er frowned, puzzled—why had he trapped them?

As the New Students remained confused, Xiao Yan suddenly took a deep breath—and from his dantian, faint, rhythmic Dragon Roars began to emerge!

The Ten Thousand Beasts Spiritual Flame surged through his meridians into his lungs; the faint Dragon Qi within the Yin-Yang Dragon Pill, amplified by the Ten Thousand Beasts Spiritual Flame, erupted violently.

A wave of Dragon Might exploded instantly from Xiao Yan's body.

"Huh?!"

"What is this?!"

"I just felt Xiao Yan unleash a wave of Dragon Might?!!"

The three presiding Elders suddenly stood up, staring at each other in shock—You're a descendant of the Dragon?!

With a thunderous boom, under the surge of Dou Qi and the Ten Thousand Beasts Spiritual Flame, Dragon Might erupted in an instant, crushing the entire Guang Chang!

Even the three Elders present could not help but feel their legs trembling slightly; the spectators seated in the stands, mere One- and Two-Star Grand Dou Masters at the bottom of the hierarchy, could no longer sit steady—their bodies shook uncontrollably.

Under the reinforced Dragon Might of the Ten Thousand Beasts Spiritual Flame, they were utterly suppressed; had they been beasts rather than humans, they would surely have prostrated themselves on the ground.

"What's happening?!" In an instant, the senior students charging forward trembled uncontrollably, their fear rising from deep within—they felt themselves as tiny as ants, and when they looked at Xiao Yan again, he seemed to have grown enormous!

The next moment, crimson flames surged over Xiao Yan's entire body, roaring like a tidal wave; if one looked closely, one could see a coiling dragon hidden within the sea of crimson fire!

"Dragon Might! Why does Xiao Yan have Dragon Might?!" Yao Sheng cried out in disbelief as he sensed this aura.

Dragons—even those with even a trace of Dragon Blood—were beings that dominated entire regions!

"Trouble!" Bai Cheng and others recoiled in horror as they sensed the surge of Dragon Might—but it was already too late.

"You're all fools," Zi Yan snapped off the main ingredient of a Five-Grade Pill with a crunch, eating it like a chocolate bar, crunching noisily, her eyes glancing coldly at the Guang Chang.

She didn't join this Battle not because she was unfamiliar with Xiao Yan—on the contrary, if Xiao Yan needed her, she would surely intervene.

The reason for this outcome was simple: Xiao Yan didn't need her help—these people were perfect test subjects to trial the power of his Dou Technique.

Xiao Yan's gaze sharpened, and within the flames formed by the Ten Thousand Beasts Spiritual Flame, it seemed as if a fire dragon opened its eyes.

Wuuuooo!!! In that instant, the Ancient Dragon Roared through the Nine Heavens, the Ancient DragonScream shook the heavens and earth; within the sea of fire formed by the Ten Thousand Beasts Spiritual Flame, it seemed as if an invincible True Dragon had awakened, letting out a furious roar.

The Dragon Roar surged forth—the roar infused with Dragon Might could obliterate all things; the arrogant Dragon Might swept across the world, crushing every enemy.

At that moment, in that instant, the weapons, Poison Armor, and Dou Qi armors of the senior students all shattered with a crash—each weapon and armor could not withstand the sonic attack and completely broke apart; below the level of Grand Dou Spirit, the senior students rolled their eyes back, lost consciousness, and collapsed to their knees with a thud, heads thrown back, white foam dripping from their mouths.

The senior students at the Grand Dou Spirit level gritted their teeth and unleashed all their Dou Qi in defense; Grand Dou Spirits could solidify their Dou Qi, which offered some internal protection—but against the Earth-Rank Ancient Dragon Roar, a sonic Dou Technique that pierced defenses, compounded by Dragon Might, even they suffered terribly.

Many Grand Dou Spirit students bled faintly from their ears—as if the harder they resisted, the stronger the attack became; those who had fainted were unaffected by the Ancient Dragon Roar.

(End of Chapter)