Fighting Breaks the Heaven

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Unlike what Nalan Yanran expected, after she spoke, the young boy in front of her suddenly trembled violently and slowly raised his head. His once delicate and youthful face was now distorted with a frightening expression.

Despite having endured ridicule for three years, Xiao Yan had his own limits. Nalan Yanran's superior and almost condescending demeanor had cruelly stepped on the last remnants of dignity hidden in Xiao Yan's heart.

Startled by the young boy's distorted expression, the girl took a step back. The handsome young man beside her immediately drew his sword and pointed it at Xiao Yan with a cold glance.

"I really want to kill you," Xiao Yan's teeth chattered as he leaked out murderous words. His fists were tightly clenched, and his dark eyes burned with furious flames.

"Yan'er, don't be unreasonable," Xiao Zhan, who was seated above, was also startled by Xiao Yan's actions and quickly shouted. The Xiao family couldn't afford to offend the Cloud Mist Sect right now.

Xiao Yan tightly clenched his fists and slowly lowered his head. After a moment, he raised it again, but the previous terrifying expression had been replaced by calmness.

Over the past three years, despite enduring discrimination and ridicule, Xiao Yan had developed a tolerance far beyond that of ordinary people.

Nalan Yanran, the darling of the Cloud Mist Sect, if he did something to her now, it would undoubtedly bring countless troubles to his father. Therefore, he had to endure.

Seeing the young boy who had almost instantly suppressed his emotions, Ge Ye and Nalan Yanran suddenly felt a chill in their hearts.

"If this kid remains a waste forever, then it's fine. But if he truly gains strength, he will definitely be a dangerous person," Ge Ye thought solemnly in his heart.

"Xiao Yan, although I don't know why my actions have angered you so much, please just cancel the engagement," Nalan Yanran took a deep breath and calmed down from the previous fright. Her face darkened slightly as she spoke.

"Remember, it was my teacher, the leader of the Cloud Mist Sect, who personally approved of my visit," Nalan Yanran pursed her lips and turned her head slightly, somewhat helplessly saying, "You can consider this coercion, but you should also be aware that reality is like this. Nothing is absolutely fair. Although I don't want to express anything, you are also aware of the gap between you and me. We... barely have any hope."

Listening to the girl's judgment like a deity, a sneer escaped from Xiao Yan's lips. "Miss Nalan, you should know how embarrassed it is for the other party when a woman breaks off an engagement in the****. Well, I have a thick skin, so it doesn't matter much to me, but my father is the leader of our clan. If he really agrees to your request today, how will he manage the Xiao family and maintain his position in Wutan City in the future?"

Staring at the young boy whose face was filled with rage, Nalan Yanran furrowed her brows and glanced at Xiao Zhan, who seemed to have aged suddenly on the seat, feeling slightly guilty. After biting her cherry lips for a moment, she hesitated for a while, her eyes rotating slightly, and suddenly whispered softly, "What happened today was indeed somewhat rash of Yanran. Today, I can temporarily withdraw the request to cancel the engagement, but I need you to promise me one thing."

"What promise?" Xiao Yan frowned and asked.

"I can postpone today's request for three years. Three years later, you can come to the Cloud Mist Sect and challenge me. If you lose, I will publicly cancel the engagement. And by then, you will have undergone the clan's adult ceremony, so even if you lose, it won't make Uncle Xiao's face too embarrassed. Will you dare to accept it?" Nalan Yanran said calmly.

"Hehe, if I lose by then, it's true that it won't damage my father's reputation any further, but perhaps I will have to bear the name of a shameful loser for the rest of my life. This woman is really harsh," Xiao Yan thought with** in his heart, and his face was full of sarcasm.

Nalan Yanran furrowed her brows as she looked at the young boy filled with rage. "Uncle Xiao, breaking an engagement is always something that someone needs to take responsibility for. If it weren't to preserve your dignity, Yanran would forcibly break the engagement and announce it to the public right now." Having been blocked several times, Nalan Yanran also became impatient and turned to the silent Xiao Yan, coldly saying, "Since you don't want Uncle Xiao to lose face, then accept this agreement. Three years later or now, which do you choose?"

"Nalan Yanran, you don't need to put on such a dominant attitude. You want to break off the engagement because you think I, Xiao Yan, a mere waste, am unworthy of you, the heavenly maiden. To be frank, besides your beauty, I don't even look up to you a little bit. The Cloud Mist Sect is indeed strong, but I'm still young, and I have plenty of time. I became a fighter at twelve, and you, Nalan Yanran, what level of Dou Qi were you at twelve? That's right, I am indeed a waste now, but since I could create a miracle three years ago, why do you think I can't turn things around again in the future?" Facing the girl's aggressive stance, the silent Xiao Yan finally erupted like a volcano, his young face cold and solemn, his words shocking everyone in the hall. Who could have imagined that the usually reticent young boy would be so sharp-tongued.

Nalan Yanran's mouth moved, and although she was angry at Xiao Yan's evaluation of her, making her face turn pale with rage, she couldn't refute it. What Xiao Yan said was indeed the truth. Regardless of how much of a waste he was now, he had indeed become a fighter at twelve, which was undeniable, while Nalan Yanran was only at the eighth level of Dou Qi at that time.

"Miss Nalan, for the sake of Nalan the Elder, Xiao Yan advises you a few words: Things change over time, and don't underestimate a young man's potential," Xiao Yan's stern and cold words made Nalan Yanran's delicate body tremble slightly.

"Good, good... A saying goes, 'Don't underestimate a young man's potential.' My son, Xiao Zhan's son, is extraordinary," Xiao Zhan's eyes lit up as he slammed his palms onto the table, spilling tea and water.

Staring at the sneering young boy in front of her with gritted teeth, Nalan Yanran, who had been pampered all her life, had never been lectured by a peer before, and was now so angry that her head felt dizzy. Her slightly childish voice also became somewhat sharp: "Who do you think you are to lecture me? Even if your talent was unparalleled before, you're just a waste now! Fine, I, Nalan Yanran, will wait for the day you surpass me. Today, I won't mention the matter of breaking off the engagement anymore, but three years later, I'll be waiting for you at the Cloud Mist Sect. If you dare, show me how much you can turn things around. If you can defeat me by then, I, Nalan Yanran, will be your slave or servant for the rest of my life, whatever you say."

"Of course, if you're still such a waste three years later, then give me back that piece of paper with the agreement to cancel the engagement."

Looking at the girl with an iron-clad face, Xiao Yan laughed sarcastically and said, "I'm not interested in you, this so-called talented wife of mine, even for three years. Forget it." Saying that, he ignored the ice-cold Nalan Yanran and turned abruptly, quickly walking to the table and writing rapidly.

When the ink stopped flowing and the pen was laid down, Xiao Yan suddenly drew the short sword on the table and sliced a blood wound on his left palm with the sharp blade.

The palm stained with blood left a glaring bloodstain on the white paper.

Gently picking up the agreement, Xiao Yan let out a cold laugh and, as he passed Nalan Yanran, heavily slammed it onto the table in front of her.

"Don't think I, Xiao Yan, care much about your so-called talented wife. This agreement is not to cancel the engagement, but a certificate of divorce from my Xiao family. From now on, you, Nalan Yanran, have no more connection with my Xiao family."

"You... you dare to divorce me?" Looking at the blood-stained agreement on the table, Nalan Yanran's beautiful big eyes widened in disbelief. She couldn't believe that she, with her beauty, talent, and background, would be divorced by a waste from a small family. This sudden turn of events made her feel too unreal.

Staring coldly at Nalan Yanran's stunned expression, Xiao Yan suddenly turned around and knelt down before Xiao Zhan,** heavily, biting his lips tightly but stubbornly silent.

Although within the family, it was nominally him who expelled Nalan