Invincible and invincible from genius

Chapter 2 Mighty Soul

Looking at the information on the stone tablet, the middle-aged examiner beside him showed a rare smile on his indifferent face, and said slightly respectful to the girl: "Miss Xun'er, I believe you will be able to reach Master Dou soon."

"Thank you." The girl nodded slightly, her flat face did not show joy because of his praise, she turned around quietly, and walked slowly to the last day of the crowd under the shameful and enthusiastic eyes of countless men. In front of the young man.

The girl paused, bent towards Xiao Yan, slightly tilted her head, said with a crooked smile, "Brother Xiao Yan."

On her pretty face, there was an elegant smile that made the girls around her envious.

"Xun'er, I was almost overtaken by you again."

Looking at the brightest pearl in the family in front of him, no matter how much Xiao Yan has grown in strength and matured in the past few years, the girl in front of him who grew up with him is the weakest weakness in his heart.

Although Xiao Yan usually likes to play tricks, show off his strength, and enjoy the screams and the worship of little fans like Xiao Mei.

But his feelings for Xun'er never changed.

"The best is the first, it seems that I will have to call you Senior Sister Xun'er from now on."

"Brother Xiao Yan, you are making fun of Xun'er again." Xiao Xun'er's small face puffed up slightly, and her slightly immature voice was heart-warming.

Xiao Mei watched the two flirt, she laughed at herself, and said in a dispirited way: "I've never been able to compare with her, no matter how hard I try, I can't surpass her."

The goddess has a heart, the king has no dreams, the falling flowers have a heart, and the flowing water is ruthless.

"Young patriarch and Miss Xun'er are really a match made in heaven."

"That's right, they were childhood sweethearts, and the two of them are so talented."

"Why does everyone like the young patriarch, save some for us."

Amidst the howling of jealous wolves behind them, Xiao Yan and Xun'er walked side by side and left the square. The result of waiting in line is just an excuse, and waiting for a beautiful person is the purpose.

Along the way, Xun'er was amused by Xiao Yan's jokes, making her smile like a flower.Only in front of Xun'er, Xiao Yan looks like a 15-year-old boy, free and easy and humorous.

On the high platform, the elders of the clan and the current clan leader Xiao Zhan stared at the two of them.

The Great Elder stroked his beard, and the more he looked at it, the more pleasing it became to his eyes, and said: "I think Xiao Yan and Xun'er are very suitable for each other."

The second elder also nodded slowly and said: "If the two of them can become husband and wife, in time, our Xiao clan will definitely be the biggest clan in Wutan City."

The third elder also nodded in relief.

Only Xiao Zhan, the patriarch of Xiao Yan's father, had a sad expression on his face, and said worriedly: "After all, Xun'er is not a member of our Xiao clan. I'm afraid of such things, so it's hard to make a decision."

Only Xiao Zhan knew that although he had only met Xun'er's father once, he knew that that man's strength was definitely above his, and it might be far superior. The Xiao Clan may all fall into catastrophe.

The moon is like a silver plate, and the sky is full of stars.

On the top of the cliff, Xiao Yan was naked to the waist, practicing fighting skills against the rock over and over again, hitting the hard rock with punches and legs, and didn't stop until the fighting energy was exhausted. His strength is not for nothing, except for cultivation , he also understands the importance of fighting skills.

Only strength but no skill is just reckless.

"It's been 15 years before I know it." Xiao Yan exhaled, looked up at the bright and clear moon, and muttered to himself.

In the previous life, Xiao Yan was just an extremely ordinary member of mediocre beings. Money and beauties were two parallel lines with him, and they would never intersect. Practice desperately.

And because of the experience of the two lifetimes, his soul is actually much stronger than ordinary people, which is also one of the important reasons why Xiao Yan's practice is twice the result with half the effort.

In the Dou Qi Continent, the soul is born. Maybe it can become stronger with age, but there is never any method that can cultivate the soul alone.

With the name of a genius, Xiao Yan has grown bigger and bigger, but he has always been strict with himself and dare not slack off a bit. After all, that girl Xun'er is not a time traveler, but her cultivation speed has been keeping up.

This made Xiao Yan feel a lot of pressure, and he naturally understood the truth of sitting in a well and watching the sky.

Don't say that Utan City is just a small city on the edge of the Jia Ma Empire, and the kings of the Jia Ma Empire have a stronger presence.

Xiao Yan's eyes flashed suddenly, and he turned his head suddenly. After seeing the figure behind him, he immediately relaxed his vigilance, and smiled warmly towards the dark woods: "Father, are you here?"

Xiao Yan's soul perception is much sharper than that of a high-level fighter or even a great fighter. Before Xiao Zhan even got close, he noticed a trace of movement in the woods.

In the woods, after a moment of silence, Xiao Zhan's helpless voice came: "Yan'er, you, you don't know how to cherish your body. You practice until late at night every day, and you have to get up early in the morning to improve your cultivation. You really did it yourself."

The branch swayed for a while, and a middle-aged man jumped out. Although he was scolding, he couldn't hide the gratified smile at the corner of his mouth. Looking at his son standing under the moonlight, he became more and more satisfied the more he looked.

The most fearful thing in cultivation is to give up halfway and be arrogant and complacent. Seeing that my son is not complacent because of the halo of genius, but still insists on practicing every day, as an old father, he is naturally happy.

The middle-aged man was dressed in luxurious gray clothes, he walked with a bit of majesty, and a pair of thick eyebrows on his face added a bit of pride to him. He is the current patriarch of the Xiao family and also Xiao Yan's father. Five-star fighter, Xiao Zhan!

"Father, haven't you rested yet?"

Looking at the middle-aged man, Xiao Yan's mature heart disappeared instantly, and the smile on his face became wider.Although he has memories of his previous life, since he was born, the father in front of him has loved him in every possible way, such behavior made Xiao Yan willing to call him father.

"You are 15 years old now, and the coming-of-age ceremony will be held in another year, and you will be the real patriarch by then."

Although Xiao Yan is now called the young patriarch by the members of the clan, it is considered a decision, but the official announcement will not be until Xiao Yan comes of age.

"It's not a big deal, anyway, I'm still called like that now."

"That's different. If you become the young patriarch, you will be able to learn more powerful fighting skills of the mysterious rank. The highest fighting skill of our family is the mysterious rank. Yan'er, if you want to become stronger, you can use more powerful fighting skills And exercises are essential, and it will be more beneficial for you to practice more powerful exercises as soon as possible."

Xiao Yan just smiled and didn't say anything. He touched the ring on his right hand. In fact, he did not lack powerful fighting skills and exercises.

"Okay, don't laugh, I'm here to urge you to go back and rest quickly, a distinguished guest will arrive tomorrow."

"Hey, I'll practice for a while."

"You brat, go back to my room and sleep."

Early the next morning, Xiao Yan simply moved his body in the room, and an old voice came from outside the room: "Third young master, the patriarch invites you to the hall!"

The third young master, Xiao Yan is the third eldest in the family, and there are two older brothers on top of him, but they have already gone out for training, and only occasionally go home at the end of the year. It is also very good.

"Understood." Xiao Yan responded casually, changed his clothes, walked out of the room, and smiled at an old man in green clothes outside the room: "Let's go, Butler Mo."

Xiao Yan was puzzled for a while, what kind of distinguished guest made his father so cautious.

(End of this chapter)