Why do you know Eight Poles Collapse ?

"Sister, who do you think can win?" Xiao Ning asked again.

"Sister, who do you think will win?" Xiao Ning inquired once more.

"Who do you want to see win?" Xiao Yu shot Xiao Ning an irritated glance. It was evident that his younger brother and Xiao Yan did not get along.

Xiao Yu didn't need to contemplate much to realize that Xiao Ning wanted Xiao Yan to lose.

While she also didn't harbor any positive feelings for Xiao Yan, given his thieving nature, she couldn't forget that he was still a member of the Xiao family, the son of the patriarch, and represented the family's reputation.

However, the other contender was Lu Yunxiao, someone she didn't want to see lose.

So, it was a dilemma for her to decide who she wished to see win and who she hoped would win.

Nevertheless, if based solely on strength, her inclination leaned towards Lu Yunxiao, even though he could only execute twenty moves.

"Hey." In response to Xiao Yu's question, Xiao Ning smiled but didn't conceal his feelings.

After all, in the Xiao family, it was common knowledge that he and Xiao Yan were at odds.

It was only later when Xiao Yan rose to prominence and surpassed him that Xiao Ning lost any opportunity to regain his position.

Now, with Xiao Yan about to face off against Lu Yunxiao, Xiao Ning naturally hoped that Xiao Yan would suffer a resounding defeat.

"What weapon are you used to?"

In the arena, Lu Yunxiao stood with his hands behind his back, his long black hair flowing, exuding an invisible aura of elegance and nobility that set him apart.

"I'm more accustomed to fighting empty-handed," Xiao Yan replied as he gazed at Lu Yunxiao. Without the Profound Ruler, his forte remained close combat.

"Alright, let's compete empty-handed," Lu Yunxiao casually suggested, flicking his finger.

Though Lu Yunxiao excelled in swordsmanship, his hand-to-hand combat skills were equally formidable, and his sword techniques were often likened to hand-to-hand combat.

"Okay," Xiao Yan accepted. He clenched his fists slightly, brimming with fighting spirit.

Lu Yunxiao had indeed brought significant pressure, but Xiao Yan's indomitable spirit spurred him on. After all, he was the protagonist of the original story, and he was eager to prove himself.

"Little Yanzi, be cautious. The opponent you face is no pushover. The pure and condensed fighting spirit within him is something I've rarely seen. His combat prowess is undoubtedly exceptional. He's your adversary, so don't underestimate him," Yao Lao cautioned Xiao Yan within his mind.

"Don't worry, Teacher. I can sense the sharp and penetrative nature of his energy. It should be metallic in attribute. Although metallic attacks are incredibly formidable, they happen to be countered by my fire attribute. I'm confident I can defeat him," Xiao Yan responded confidently. His soul power was strong, though not on par with Lu Yunxiao's, it exceeded that of most individuals.

While he couldn't discern Lu Yunxiao's exact strength, he could perceive that Lu Yunxiao possessed an attribute-based fighting spirit.

"Well, remember to act swiftly. After all, your Fen Jue is only at a low-level Huang Tier, and it won't last long. Thankfully, it's only 20 moves. Even if you don't win, passing those 20 moves will suffice," the old man whispered.

"Pass? No, I must defeat him," Xiao Yan murmured resolutely. Underestimation spurred his determination to prove them wrong.

"Prepare!" Instructor Ruolin commanded. She watched as the two contenders faced each other and announced the commencement of the duel.

At the sound of her voice, Xiao Yan immediately sprung into action, initiating an attack unprovoked.

Xiao Yan launched a punch, surrounded by a layer of fire-attribute fighting energy, directed straight at Lu Yunxiao's chest.

However, Lu Yunxiao remained unruffled, casually responding with a punch of his own. Golden fighting energy emitted a dazzling radiance as it met Xiao Yan's fist head-on, creating a thunderous impact.

A booming noise resonated as their fists collided, and Xiao Yan's fire-attribute fighting energy was abruptly extinguished. The tremendous force radiated outward, sending Xiao Yan retreating over ten meters.

"This can't be..." Staring at his somewhat numb and aching fist, Xiao Yan exclaimed. How was it possible for his fire-attribute fighting energy to be utterly quenched? Wasn't it Flame Kidney?

Furthermore, Lu Yunxiao's strength was overwhelming. The force had taken him by surprise.

"Fire is never absolute; your fire attribute is rather ordinary," Lu Yunxiao commented in his composed tone. Xiao Yan's current battle skills were unimpressive and posed no real threat to him.

"Eight Poles Collapse!" Xiao Yan's expression turned serious. He called out and unleashed the technique, his fist surrounded by dark yellow fighting energy that generated a powerful wind as it attacked Lu Yunxiao relentlessly.

Eight Poles Collapse was an agile close-combat technique that, coupled with Xiao Yan's explosive fire-attribute fighting energy, delivered substantial power.

"Heh!" Lu Yunxiao chuckled lightly, flicked his sleeves, and released his fighting energy, effortlessly countering the strong wind.

Profound-level low-level techniques like this posed no threat to him.

Xiao Yan's complexion darkened as his previously effective technique proved utterly futile.

"This guy is much stronger than the likes of Galeo," he thought.

His eyes glittered with determination as he initiated a relentless assault on Lu Yunxiao.

"Heart-Shattering Palm!"

"Stone-Shattering Leg!"

"Heavy Elbow Strike!"

...

Xiao Yan employed all the close combat skills he had acquired over time, resulting in an intense exchange.

However, it seemed that his efforts weren't making much headway. Lu Yunxiao moved gracefully, using his right hand to block Xiao Yan's attacks with ease.

"Is that all you have?" Lu Yunxiao asked calmly. Xiao Yan's present battle style appeared unrefined, and he posed no genuine threat.

"Eight Poles Collapse!"

With resolve, Xiao Yan called out the technique again, his right hand forming a fist. His knuckles showed signs of strain, as dark yellow fighting energy enveloped his fist. It carried a sharp gust of wind as he directed it at Lu Yunxiao.

Eight Poles Collapse was a technique that relied on agility and combined with Xiao Yan's fire-attribute fighting energy, it was potent.

"This is nothing to worry about either." Lu Yunxiao formed a fist with his right hand and met Xiao Yan's attack head-on. His metallic fighting energy deflected the dark energy of Eight Poles Collapse, neutralizing it before it reached him.

With a surge of fist power, Xiao Yan was sent flying, and Lu Yunxiao, his figure swift and fluid, quickly caught up.

"This should be the tenth move," Lu Yunxiao remarked with a chuckle as his fist struck Xiao Yan's chest.

At that moment, Xiao Yan's expression shifted dramatically.

It was because Lu Yunxiao had used the same move, Baji Beng, which Xiao Yan had mastered.

"Boom!"

Xiao Yan crashed to the ground, blood spurting from his mouth. Pain coursed through his entire body, but his concern was not the injuries but rather a pressing question. "Why do you know Eight Poles Collapse?"