Chapter 193: The Annoying Little Demon Sheep

Chapter 193: The Annoying Little Demon Sheep

Lu Ran was prepared, and immediately closed his eyes, refusing to look at the ferocious mask.

The teachers and students watching the battle also averted their gazes, their eyes flickering with unease.

Some of the more timid students paled, and a cry of surprise escaped their lips:

"Ah!"

"No, don't come over here!"

A commotion rippled through the audience, all because of the mask on Ma Tianchuan's face.

Nuo Sa Divine Art: Mask of Terror!

This mask was extremely menacing, with a black and red color scheme, giving it a rough and wild style, like a terrifying ghost.

And this technique originated from the deity Nuo Sa, not from evil spirits.

Many students realized that Ma Tianchuan was not only stronger than Greedy Wolf Follower Gao Zhonglin, but by a significant margin!

After all, when Ma Tianchuan fought Gao Zhonglin, he hadn't revealed this terrifying mask.

A crisp "ding" sounded!

The Jie Ye Sword and the long dagger clashed violently, emitting a piercing noise.

The figures crossed paths, and Ma Tianchuan felt a surge of immense force, nearly losing his grip on the long dagger.

"Brother Lu, are you afraid to look at me with your eyes closed? It might not be good for the battle, right?"

Ma Tianchuan quickly turned and shouted at the still-advancing figure.

In Lu Ran's first battle, he had told Kou Yingquan to look him straight in the eye.

Now, it seemed like the tables had turned?

Ma Tianchuan's words immediately sparked a wave of discussion among the students.

"This is too scary!"

"How dare the top student dare to go on stage? He's a Nuo Sa Follower! Scarier than evil ghosts!"

"No, how am I supposed to watch the fight now?"

"I've been wondering, Lu Ran doesn't have any purification or perception techniques, so how is he fighting Ma Tianchuan?"

"Exactly! Wu Shanshan has everything she needs to defeat Ma Tianchuan! But Lu Ran seems to be at a disadvantage!"

"Oh no! Closing his eyes isn't a solution either, he's practically blind now."

"Hey, there's a Sword Lotus Follower summoning a treasure lotus over here, let's go watch from there!"

"Blind?" Chang Ying couldn't help but whisper, "Who said my little Ran needs to open his eyes."

Beside her, Deng Yutang's expression was also quite interesting, nodding in agreement.

A good show was about to begin?

Soon, when the students realized that Lu Ran was fighting with his eyes closed, what would their reactions be?

"Brother Lu!" Ma Tianchuan's voice echoed from the stage again, "I won't hold back now!"

As he spoke, Ma Tianchuan, holding two daggers, darted towards Lu Ran.

The gleaming daggers seemed to have a faint outline of another dagger.

Nuo Sa Divine Art: Soul Blade!

Like many summoning weapon-type deity spells, the Soul Blade could be directly wielded by the caster.

It could also be infused into existing weapons to enhance their damage output.

But this wasn't the main effect of the Soul Blade.

The most terrifying aspect of this technique was its soul damage!

The Great Xia had numerous deities, nearly a hundred, and their deity spells were incredibly diverse.

However, among these spells, very few involved techniques related to the soul.

Nuo Sa Divine Art: Soul Blade was one of the rare exceptions!

The seemingly illusory blade could tear at the target's soul!

It wasn't that the deities lacked the ability to affect the soul, but rather...

On the contrary, the deities likely had some understanding of this realm, and possibly even significant achievements.

However, they rarely incorporated soul-related abilities into their deity spell lists.

In other words, the deities were unwilling to let humans master these soul-related abilities.

The deity Nuo Sa was an exception.

Of course, the River Grade Soul Blade didn't cause as much soul damage.

Otherwise, this technique would have been classified as a "forbidden technique" in the realm of martial arts competitions!

The truth was:

Even if Ma Tianchuan were to cut Lu Ran into a thousand pieces, Lu Ran's soul would remain intact, and his physical body would be the only one to suffer.

The River Grade Soul Blade would only cause minor soul damage and make the opponent's soul tremble.

In a sense, this technique was more like a control-type technique.

Once the blade touched its target, it could induce a state of mental confusion and soul instability.

On the battlefield, even a moment of distraction could lead to irreversible consequences!

"Ding!"

Ma Tianchuan rushed forward, slashing his dagger towards Lu Ran's neck, but the Jie Ye Sword deflected it forcefully.

"Hiss!" Ma Tianchuan sucked in a breath of cold air, feeling his hand go numb.

The immense force transmitted through the Jie Ye Sword almost made him lose his grip on the dagger!

Was he that strong?

Ma Tianchuan's face, hidden behind the mask, was filled with shock.

After all, Lu Ran wasn't the burly type; he was rather slender.

"Huff!"

As Ma Tianchuan's right hand holding the dagger was deflected, he swiftly slashed with his left hand.

Lu Ran leaned back, and the illusory blade grazed past his throat.

Close call!

Ma Tianchuan: ???

Since Lu Ran had just blocked the previous attack by turning around, Ma Tianchuan hadn't realized the severity of the situation.

But at this moment, facing each other in battle, Ma Tianchuan suddenly realized that Lu Ran was fighting with his eyes closed?

His eyes were shut tight!

How had Lu Ran dodged his horizontal slash?

And his control over distance was so precise!

"Wow! He can sense my position just by sound?"

"I knew there was something off about Lu Ran, he must have secretly worshipped the Northwind Deity! It has to be!"

"He's really fighting with his eyes closed?"

"Is that so?"

"I'm not sure, let's see."

The students below the stage formed clusters, protected by various Supportive Deity Spells, as they watched the battle.

Of course, everyone expected an exciting fight, but who would've thought it would be this eerie?

"Tss!"

Lu Ran's wrist twisted, and the Jie Ye Sword slashed downward diagonally. The blade slightly penetrated the Water Flow Armor, leaving a shallow wound.

Ma Tianchuan's expression turned grave, and he retreated backward, his body surging with divine power.

In an instant, a figure identical to Ma Tianchuan appeared before Lu Ran.

Nuo Sa Divine Art: Soul Shadow!

"Hiss!"

The Soul Shadow emitted a hissing sound, like an evil spirit on the night of the full moon, extremely sinister.

It also wore a mask and held two daggers, repeatedly stabbing at Lu Ran, each strike aimed at a vital spot.

For a moment, the sword and daggers intertwined, creating a continuous crisp sound.

"Brother Lu?!"

Ma Tianchuan was shocked and bewildered.

Lu Ran kept his eyes closed.

Every time he dodged or blocked, his eyes remained shut.

Each time he swung or slashed with the sword, his movements were fluid and graceful, showing no signs of being affected, and he forced the Soul Shadow to retreat step by step.

What the hell?

"Tss!"

Lu Ran slashed diagonally with force, and the Soul Shadow blocked with its daggers, but it was at a disadvantage in terms of strength.

The Jie Ye Sword forcefully tore through the daggers, slicing from the Soul Shadow's left shoulder to the right side of its waist.

In the blink of an eye, the Soul Shadow stood on its feet, and its upper body slid diagonally downward.

Wherever the Jie Ye Sword passed, the Soul Shadow was cut, leaving a smooth surface.

"Pfft~"

The Soul Shadow shattered into mist.

Before the mist could disperse, a figure emerged from within, still tightly closing his eyes, and thrust his sword towards Ma Tianchuan, shouting sternly:

"What did you call me?"

Ma Tianchuan: !!!

Ma Tianchuan's feet trembled, and he leaped to the right, barely avoiding the strike.

Lu Ran's feet stirred up the mist, and he immediately charged at Ma Tianchuan.

Ma Tianchuan was also incredibly agile, moving swiftly and dodging again.

In terms of agility alone, Lu Ran had met his match.

If they were to race, Lu Ran, with his Divine Art: Immortal Hoof, would undoubtedly win.

But in terms of bodily flexibility?

Lu Ran possessed the Evil Dog Clan's Evil Art: Evil Agility.

Ma Tianchuan, on the other hand, had the Nuo Sa Divine Art: Ghostly Ensnare.

Even from the name, one could tell the purpose of this art created by the Nuo Sa Old Ancestor.

The Nuo Sa Sect granted its followers agility far surpassing that of ordinary people.

Therefore, when the followers fought, they had to display a combat style as unpredictable as ghosts and spirits.

They also had to make their enemies feel like they were being entangled by vengeful spirits, their souls being snatched away.

"Ding! Ding! Ding!"

Ma Tianchuan dodged and blocked, and the more he fought, the more startled he became.

The little sheep was going crazy!

Truly, his spirit wouldn't rest!

Although Ma Tianchuan had activated the Nuo Sa Divine Art: Ghostly Ensnare, he was the one being haunted and tormented.

"Huff!" Ma Tianchuan's forehead was drenched in cold sweat, and his divine power surged.

"Ah!"

"Damn it, no!"

"Nuo Sa Dance! This is fine, you can watch this one!"

"Wow, Ma Tianchuan is really pushed to the limit!"

"Can't even live for a day? Twenty seconds of vigor, six or seven days of lethargy?"

On the judges' podium, a massive phantom appeared.

Judging by its size, it was likely male, and it wore an extremely terrifying mask, dancing vigorously.

The dance was fierce and powerful, with strong and vigorous movements.

It was truly awe-inspiring. And in that instant when the phantom danced, Lu Ran's movements slightly distorted.

"Tss—"

The relentless sheep, immediately withdrew from the battle, the mist swirling beneath his feet, creating distance from Ma Tianchuan.

"What's up, Brother Ma?" Lu Ran kept his eyes closed, listening intently, "Are we not fighting the next round?"

As he spoke, Lu Ran's body twitched slightly.

Occasionally, he would tilt his head slightly, raise his hand, or even twist his waist playfully.

Clearly, it wasn't Lu Ran's intention to move, but under the influence of the Nuo Sa Dance, he couldn't help but do so.

Lu Ran was "tied" up! Fortunately, Lu Ran was from the River Realm, but if his cultivation level was any lower, his physical body would have been uncontrollable, and he would have danced along with the phantom.

"When facing Brother Lu, I must give it my all!" Ma Tianchuan clenched his daggers and rushed towards Lu Ran.

The reason for their conversation was that the Nuo Sa Divine Art: Nuo Sa Dance consumed a significant amount of the caster's energy.

This was the Nuo Sa Sect's ultimate move.

While the phantom existed, the caster would continuously deplete a large amount of divine and physical power.

Until the caster was exhausted and collapsed, the phantom would not disappear.

Indeed, this was a Deity Spell that, once activated, could not be stopped. The phantom, with its grand and expansive dance, might not be the deity's true body, but it wasn't something you could dismiss at will.

"Tss—"

Lu Ran's feet stirred up the mist, and he flew backward, sliding on the ground. "Since it's like this, I'll also show Brother Ma the respect he deserves.

Do you know that my Immortal Ram Sect also has an ultimate move?"

Ma Tianchuan was instantly startled.

Divine Art: Sheep!

As the saying goes: The fewer the words, the greater the matter.

"Hehe~" Lu Ran's body twitched, and his palm moved uncontrollably, almost slapping himself, but it didn't interfere with his laughter.

"Ah!" Ma Tianchuan let out a loud shout as he accelerated towards Lu Ran.

From the moment Nuo Sa Dance began, a countdown had started for his time on the stage.

Lu Ran suddenly raised his hand, causing Ma Tianchuan to be startled once more.

However, Lu Ran's palm abruptly twisted, as if pulled by an invisible force.

Lu Ran wasn't feigning the move, but it couldn't help but elicit a surprised cry: "Ah!"

"Damn, everyone is more determined to win than the last!"

"Yeah, just like that! Fierce! No one will get off easy, and no one will leave alive!"

"He's at least using up his divine power, while Lu Ran is directly sacrificing his soul. Here it comes!"

Under Ma Tianchuan's startled gaze, Lu Ran lifted his hand again and shouted:

"Sheep!"

Ma Tianchuan's pupils constricted sharply!

1 second, 2 seconds...

Nothing happened.

From a distance, Lu Ran's body gently swayed, with small movements, giving off a rather annoying vibe.

Adding to Lu Ran's words, it became even more irritating: "Hehe, just kidding~"

Ma Tianchuan: ???

"Puahahahaha!"

"Damn it!"

"What's this? He's a master, and he's still tricking people!"

"You know nothing, this is called the art of deception in warfare!"

"Mother clucker, he's even tricking the audience?"

"Only my brother Ran can do this, making him stall for a few more seconds. Ma Tianchuan is about to give up, right?"

"Ahhhh!" Ma Tianchuan glared angrily and sped towards Lu Ran.

"Tsk—"

Lu Ran frantically dodged, his right foot, which was spraying mist, suddenly twisted.

Once again, his movements distorted under the dancing shadows.

Consequently, Lu Ran's entire body darted to the left.

Ma Tianchuan's eyes narrowed, spotting the opportunity!

He stomped his foot, and the long blades of his dual daggers glinted as he shouted: "Defeat!"

Lu Ran abruptly turned his head, and although his eyes were closed, his intimidating aura diminished. However, his face was extremely gloomy!

Amidst the audience's exclamations, Lu Ran neither dodged nor evaded, seemingly willing to risk his life, unafraid of his movements potentially deforming at any moment.

Lu Ran suddenly raised his left hand, clenched his right fist around the Jie Ye Sword, and fiercely slashed towards Ma Tianchuan, shouting:

"Sheep!!!"

Ma Tianchuan's heart trembled heavily.

Once he transformed into a little lamb, he would no longer have the protection of the Water Flow Armor, nor any ability to resist.

Although Lu Ran would indeed be drained of his physical strength, that sharp Jie Ye Sword would undoubtedly follow through with the momentum and slash the lamb's body!

Ma Tianchuan hesitated, or perhaps it was his rationality that prevailed.

With his swift reflexes, he instinctively leaped to the side.

As long as he dodged this strike, Lu Ran would collapse from exhaustion, and at worst, this battle would end in a draw for Ma Tianchuan.

But if he didn't dodge this strike, the outcome might be decided!

"Whoosh!"

Lu Ran's body abruptly twisted, pulled by an invisible force, causing his descending blade to miss.

Ma Tianchuan sidestepped and leaped, quickly standing up and looking at Lu Ran, whose body was contorted.

Lu Ran was dancing, twisting and turning like a female streamer who was both welcoming and resisting.

The audience below fell silent.

Where was the sheep?

Where had it gone?

Why was Ma Tianchuan still in human form?

"Ahhhh, no one plays like this!"

"Damn it! Can I go up there and fight him?"

"What a teasing little fairy."

"Damn, I'm impressed! I came to watch a battle, not to be a bystander!"

"Let's break up, I'm tired."

"Hahaha! Trust me, Ma Tianchuan is more tired than you, hahaha!"

On stage, Ma Tianchuan stood with his hands on his hips, looking helplessly at Lu Ran.

Lu Ran continued to twist, swaying left and right: "Why did it stop?"

Ma Tianchuan lowered his head and smiled bitterly: "Forget it, I won't fight anymore."

Lu Ran: "Huh?"

"While I still can, I'll walk off the stage," Ma Tianchuan sighed deeply and quickly walked towards the audience.

He had lost his fighting spirit,

and there was no more time.

Even more terrifying was that Ma Tianchuan lacked the ability to overcome the intimidation brought by Divine Art: Sheep.

On the judges' podium, Lu Ran continued to sway slightly, appearing to celebrate:

"Brother Ma is a gentleman!"

"Hmph," Ma Tianchuan didn't turn around, waving his hand left and right.

He found his classmates, and with such a candid demeanor, there was a sense of honor in defeat, earning him a round of applause and cheers.

Ma Tianchuan's eyes gradually lost focus, and his body softened, slumping into his classmate's embrace.

Soon after, the dancing shadow on the stage quietly dissipated.

"Ran!" Chang Ying shouted, "Stop dancing, the shadow is gone!"

"Oh, sorry, it's a habit."

(End of Chapter)

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