#1082 - Chapter 1082: Extremely Talented

"But only if you can make my Winged Tribe submit to you, will we be willing to join your sect."

"No problem," Ye Kong casually replied, clearly not taking this condition to heart.

"Good!" Seeing Ye Kong agree so readily, Yu Sheng sent out Xiu Yu.

"This person is the strongest of our tribe's new generation. If your disciple can defeat him, I will lead my Winged Tribe to join your sect, and all previous matters will be written off."

Xiu Yu stepped forward, scanning the disciples of逍遥Peak with disdain in his eyes.

"Hey, Senior Sister, is this person strong?" Mu Qianqian whispered, inquiring of Feng Qingqing beside her, assuming she had fought with this person before and knew his strength.

Feng Qingqing shook her head. "I don't know. Back in the Heart Fire Cave, we grabbed the Seven Tribulation Yellow Crystals and ran. We didn't bother fighting."

Xiu Yu scanned the surroundings, his gaze fixed on the small Nan Xi.

"I want to fight her!"

Xiu Yu pointed in Nan Xi's direction, and everyone followed his finger. Nan Xi was in a daze, not yet realizing she had been chosen as an opponent, and shrank behind Chen Haoran as everyone looked at her.

"No!"

Chen Haoran immediately spoke up to protect his little disciple.

"Why not? If your逍遥Peak wants to take in my Winged Tribe, you must convince me. I chose her. If she wins against me, then it proves that your逍遥Peak is indeed powerful, and my entire Winged Tribe will join the逍遥Peak."

Xiu Yu deliberately chose Nan Xi, who looked weak, assuming she would definitely be no match for him.

"I..." Chen Haoran was about to say something, but Ye Kong interrupted him.

"Little Ninth, let your disciple take up the challenge."

"Master, but," Chen Haoran was about to retort, but his sleeve was tugged.

Chen Haoran looked down and saw Nan Xi's well-behaved baby face.

"Master, let me try. I've learned the Xuanhuang Art pretty well," Nan Xi's voice was soft, even with a hint of coquetry.

Since his little disciple had spoken, Chen Haoran didn't know what to say.

"Junior Brother, let Little Nan Xi go. She must have received your true teachings."

"That's right, Ninth Junior Brother, seeing how diligently you teach Little Nan Xi every day, her strength must have greatly increased."

Bai Wuchen and Ye Xiaoyao both said something, but only Chen Haoran himself knew the situation of teaching Nan Xi. He had only given the Xuanhuang Art to Nan Xi and had not taught her even half of it.

"This..." Chen Haoran hesitated, but Xiu Yu then spoke sarcastically, "Your逍遥Peak doesn't even dare to send someone out. With this strength, you still want to take in my entire Winged Tribe? Ha, what a joke."

Xiu Yu snorted coldly, not at all concealing his arrogance.

"Nan Xi, go, be careful," Chen Haoran simply let go and allowed Nan Xi to go up and fight Xiu Yu.

Xiu Yu was slender, and compared to Nan Xi, he was simply a giant. In contrast, Nan Xi had to look up slightly to see Xiu Yu.

"Ninth Junior Brother, your little disciple isn't growing," Mu Qianqian came over and said playfully.

As this fist was unleashed, a powerful pressure radiated in all directions. This seemingly ordinary punch contained the spiritual energy of fire, and the attack area was extremely wide, almost covering Nan Xi's escape routes.

"Bang! Bang bang!"

As the punch was struck, explosions rang out around Nan Xi, stirring up dust.

The other onlookers rapidly changed their hand seals, and a layer of golden gas surrounded their bodies, forming a shield. Ye Kong simply moved his mind, and a layer of golden barrier appeared in front of him, blocking the powerful air waves that scattered from this punch.

"This Winged Tribe person didn't expect to have some tricks up his sleeve," Xi'er patted the dust off her body and said with some unexpectedness.

Although Chen Haoran still stood upright, his eyes were still fixed on the rolling smoke.

Ye Kong slightly waved his sleeve, and a cool breeze blew, dispersing the dust that obscured his vision.

As the dust dissipated, Nan Xi's weak figure appeared, with some dirt on her body, looking not so clean.

Xiu Yu was slightly surprised, not expecting Nan Xi to still be standing in front of him.

"I really underestimated you."

A cold light flashed in Xiu Yu's sharp eyes, and a majestic blood-red flame erupted from his body in an instant, full of momentum.

With a wave of his sleeve, the aura around Xiu Yu transformed into countless blood-red chains, carrying the sound of breaking wind, locking onto Nan Xi's position and flying towards her rapidly.

Little Nan Xi couldn't help but retreat, and the chains directly surrounded Nan Xi's body, as if they were about to imprison her in the next second.

Nan Xi grabbed the incoming blood-red chains with both hands, spun and flew up, accumulating her own abundant spiritual power into her arms.

With a sudden pull, only a "crack" was heard.

Nan Xi landed steadily, and the blood-red chains turned into countless scattered fragments, falling directly down.

"Yo, Little Nan Xi is pretty good," Bai Wuchen praised, turning to look at Chen Haoran.

And Chen Haoran also had a rare look of joy on his face.

"How could this be!" Xiu Yu didn't expect Nan Xi to directly break his fire chains at once.

Just then, Nan Xi's lively eyes brightened a bit.

"It's my turn," her tone was not high, and it didn't sound deliberately emphasized, but it contained a power that made people unable to question it. Xiu Yu saw Nan Xi raise her eyes slightly, as if she had a faint sneer.

Nan Xi slightly moved her hands, and a world-destroying power emanated from her body.

With a "crack" sound, a cross-shaped golden light appeared in front of Nan Xi.

Nan Xi dropped her hands, and with a "boom," the cross slash struck Xiu Yu directly.

Xiu Yu reacted and went back to block, but he didn't expect the power of Nan Xi's slash to be so powerful, directly causing cracks to appear in the surrounding soil.

After one strike, Xiu Yu's knees couldn't help but bend, and he knelt down directly.

Xiu Yu's weak hands supported the ground, his eyes empty, as if recalling the strike he couldn't bear just now.

"This is?"

"《Xuanhuang Art》!"

Ye Hongxue and Ye Qingjun exchanged glances. They understood the moves of the Xuanhuang Art, but looking at this power, it must be above the eighth level of the Xuanhuang Art.

Chen Haoran also saw the strike that Nan Xi had just used, and was slightly stunned, obviously not expecting Nan Xi to learn the Xuanhuang Art so quickly.