Chapter 298: The Little Mouth is Poisoned

Chapter 298: The Little Mouth is Poisoned

"Oh? Miss He, you're also interested in spectating?" A man's teasing voice came from halfway up the mountain.

The man had medium-length hair, a handsome face, and a smile as he looked up at the treetop.

At the treetop, a young woman stood gracefully.

She had a slender figure and wore a beautiful green dress with an ancient style.

Her delicate features and elegant demeanor were like a lotus blooming in a clear lake, pleasing to the eye.

"Xing, call me Senior Sister," the woman said softly, looking down at the smiling youth.

A young man named Xing couldn't help but laugh, "We're the same age, you know."

He leaped and quickly climbed up the tree in a few jumps.

The treetop swayed, but the woman in the green dress remained motionless.

Obviously, she wasn't really standing there but was floating in the air.

Xing climbed to a height of seven or eight meters and stood on a branch, looking into the distance at the No. 46 Training Ground:

"My roommate just texted me, saying that Great Summer Tianjiao has arrived and is arguing with Zhao Zhenren.

Miss He, who do you think will win?"

He Yingcai didn't pay attention to the youth's teasing tone and said softly, "Zhao Zhenren."

Xing: "Oh?"

He Yingcai sighed softly, "It's true that Lu Tianjiao is extraordinary, but he was able to kill the River Realm Demon Lord with the help of a human elder.

Moreover, the Evil Dog Clan doesn't have any defensive techniques."

Xing nodded, "That's right. The Evil Dog Clan doesn't have any defensive measures, giving us humans the chance to overcome them with our weakness.

Zhao Zhenren is much stronger than the Evil Dog.

Lu Tianjiao probably can't even break through his defense."

"Hmm," He Yingcai nodded slightly. She wasn't just a spectator.

She had already put herself in Lu Ran's perspective, regressing her strength to the fourth or fifth stage of the River Realm.

In this situation, how could she defeat her opponent? It was too difficult.

The gap in realms was like a huge chasm between them, impossible to cross.

It wasn't an exaggeration to say that the defense alone had blocked the path of the weaker overcoming the stronger.

What made it even more challenging for her was that Zhao Zhenren not only had the River Realm's universal technique, Water Flow Armor, but also the Warrior Monk Sect's Golden Body Protection!

Not to mention the River Realm believers, even if He Yingcai herself fought, with her strength overwhelming Zhao Zhenren, she still couldn't break through his golden body with brute force.

The Warrior Monk Deity didn't just sit idly and ascend to the First Rank Deity's throne!

Warrior Monk believers weren't just iron buckets; they were iron buckets with spikes.

Their golden bodies protected them, and their offensive power was explosive.

The Warrior Monk Sect also emphasized martial arts training, and their believers were all exceptional in combat skills!

Fighting them head-on was unlikely to yield remarkable results.

Only through wit could one prevail.

"Only through wit," He Yingcai muttered to herself, thinking of the techniques possessed by the Immortal Sheep Sect.

As she considered them, she genuinely didn't know how Lu Ran could win.

Could he use the Divine Eye Spell? But even if Zhao Zhenren wasn't afraid, taking a step back, even if Zhao Zhenren truly became afraid, he also had a purification method.

The Warrior Monk Sect was so powerful that it made one tremble!

Not only were their physical bodies like iron buckets, but they were also immune to mental attacks!

What could she do?

He Yingcai couldn't help but sigh.

After much thought, only one sentence remained in her mind: "Lu Tianjiao, you're a bit too reckless."

"It's about to begin!" Xing was full of anticipation as he saw Zhao Zhenren stride into the arena.

As Zhao Zhenren entered, the spectators around the No. 46 Training Ground went crazy and retreated.

When a River Realm master made a move, it wasn't a joke.

A single attack could blow many people to pieces!

Jiang Ruyi flew high, her eyes filled with worry as she watched Lu Ran in the arena.

When Lu Ran arrived, she was relieved and delighted.

However, as the situation developed to this point, Jiang Ruyi's heart was filled with self-blame.

How could they fight the Warrior Monk believers of the River Realm? No, they couldn't even fight.

Everything boiled down to four words—Water Flow Armor.

"Huff!"

Zhao Zhenren casually grabbed a dark golden bronze staff.

Warrior Monk Divine Technique - Ancient Bronze Staff!

Zhao Zhenren stood in the arena with a calm expression, "Lu Tianjiao, I know you're going to the battlefield on the 15th of August.

As your senior, I'll go easy on you."

As he spoke, Zhao Zhenren's gaze swept across the entire arena, and wherever his eyes fell, the students continued to retreat.

The might of the River Realm was terrifying.

After scanning the crowd, Zhao Zhenren spoke again, "Lu Tianjiao, if you can't hold on, you can also admit defeat.

As your senior, I have this much grace, and I won't hold a grudge against you."

In the woods outside the arena, whispers spread:

"The art of language."

"Constantly addressing him as Tianjiao, and then asking Tianjiao to admit defeat?

Isn't that twisting the knife?"

"To be honest, Tianjiao is a bit reckless. He should have just said a few words and not forced the issue. Now he's backed himself into a corner."

"Don't talk nonsense. If your girlfriend was being harassed, could you swallow that?"

"What if you don't swallow it? Wouldn't it be more embarrassing to get beaten up?"

Many people in the audience understood Zhao Zhenren's words.

However, under the intimidation of the River Realm, there were only whispers outside the arena.

"Baa."

Unexpectedly, Lu Ran let out a weak sheep's bleat.

Zhao Zhenren's effort to maintain his demeanor as a master instantly vanished.

His calm expression now held a hint of ferocity!

Just a friendly spar?

What a joke!

Lu Ran let out a sheep's bleat, pushing the wave and adding fuel to the fire, directly exposing Zhao Zhenren's true face.

"Tsk!"

The next moment, layers of golden waves spread out from beneath Zhao Zhenren's feet.

Monk Divine Technique - Shattered Gold Wind!

This was a purification technique.

Within the area covered by the golden waves, all evil and sinister spells would be purged!

Zhao Zhenren's condition immediately returned to normal, but a strange smile appeared on his face: "Lu Tianjiao is so full of vigor, leaving no room for retreat? If I were to be deceived by your call and strike with full force, what would you do then?"

Lu Ran's bleat was soft, and most of the audience couldn't hear it.

But Zhao Zhenren's voice was loud, as if he was making a statement, preemptively clearing himself of responsibility.

"Hmph," Lu Ran scoffed coldly. "In a battle, one should fight with real blades and guns. What's the point of holding back?"

Zhao Zhenren was genuinely bewildered.

Has this kid gone mad?

After slaying a River Realm Demon Lord, has he become so arrogant?

Well, it's understandable.

Anyone who receives nationwide attention at such a young age, wherever they go, would be showered with flowers and applause, and they'd naturally become conceited.

"Hahahaha," Zhao Zhenren laughed, thinking of this.

He laughed at Lu Ran's youthful arrogance,

Laughed at how Lu Ran was being cheered on so much that he might be killed by the adulation, yet he didn't even realize it.

Undeniably, whether in the same realm or among peers, Lu Ran could be described as "unparalleled in Great Xia."

But the opponents you've defeated have always been evil demons!

Demons with low intelligence and little tactical sense!

Now, you're facing me, a human believer, and a First Rank Deity·Warrior Monk believer!

Do you still want to provoke me like you did with demons?

Do you really want to die?

"Hah!" The Radiant Light Saber was unsheathed.

Lu Ran extended his left hand and gripped the Divine Weapon: "I said, we fight with real blades and guns!

I, Lu Tianjiao of Great Summer, am not here to be played with!"

Zhao Zhenren's laughter subsided, but when he looked at Lu Ran again, a hint of ridicule appeared in his eyes.

"Huff~"

Lu Ran swept his blade in front of him, stirring up strands of golden wind: "I'll say it again!

I, Lu Ran, am Great Summer Tianjiao!

Victory is victory, defeat is defeat, why would I hold back?

I finally understand, all this talk of the Golden Wind is just to make yourself look good, right?

Stop trying to show off, Flower Monk, it's embarrassing."

High above, Jiang Ruyi's expression was one of astonishment.

Lu Ran was indeed eloquent, but that little mouth of his, which had been poisoned, rarely showed itself.

Today, had Lu Ran become so angry?

Provoking your opponent like this is clearly unwise, why do it?

"Good!"

"That's a spirited statement!"

"Yes! That's the spirit we want, drawing the sword against the enemy! This is our Great Summer Tianjiao!"

"Stop cheering, you're just roasting him!"

"Each one of you, seeing the funeral but not the size of it."

"Huff~"

Zhao Zhenren's eyes fixed on Lu Ran, and anger surged within him!

The words "Flower Monk" sounded light, but they directly exposed his thoughts as a man.

Escorting a female classmate back to her dorm? Who doesn't know what you're up to? It's just that no one dares to call you out when you speak with such righteousness.

And this phrase even involves the word "monk."

As a Monk believer, Zhao Zhenren was completely enraged!

This kid's mouth is truly venomous!

To utter those three words is like a custom-made insult.

"Huff~"

The Golden Wind beneath Zhao Zhenren's feet gradually dissipated.

You spoke so eloquently, everyone heard it, fine, I'll grant your wish!

But I won't paste this gold on my face.

Now, do you still dare to call out?

"Baa~"

Lu Ran also stared at Zhao Zhenren, and a sheep's bleat came from behind his mask.

The voice wasn't loud, but it was clear and distinct.

Zhao Zhenren, in a fit of anger, laughed: "Good, Great Summer Tianjiao, you've got guts!"

"Tsk—"

Mist surged beneath Lu Ran's feet, and his figure suddenly darted forward: "Too much talk!"

Zhao Zhenren: !!!

Far away, on a treetop, He Yingcai's eyes lit up, and she murmured:

"What a smart junior brother."

"Oh?" Xu Xing tilted his head and looked up at the green-skirted woman.

"Hehe~" He Yingcai was full of admiration, her lips curving upwards.

Has the battle begun?

No!

The battle had already started while Lu Ran and Zhao Zhenren were talking!

And it was incredibly exciting!

He Yingcai had put herself in Lu Ran's shoes and thought of numerous methods, but in the end, she still couldn't find a way to defeat a River Realm Warrior Monk believer as a River Realm believer.

Zhao Zhenren was almost completely overwhelming Lu Ran.

Surrendering and cutting losses seemed to be Lu Ran's only option.

What surprised He Yingcai was that this method of victory was clearly displayed by her junior brother!

And it had been displayed for quite some time, and she only realized it now.

Indeed, Lu Ran didn't have the ability to break through Zhao Zhenren's defense.

Even believers of the same realm would find it difficult to breach Zhao Zhenren's defense.

But

Zhao Zhenren could do it himself!

The Monk believer's offensive power was explosive.

For Lu Ran to win, he had to fight with real blades and guns, and he needed Zhao Zhenren to go all out.

No wonder Lu Tianjiao was so aggressive, his little mouth was like a poisoned blade.

Beneath that arrogant and domineering exterior lay a heart full of calculations!

(End of Chapter)

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