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Chapter 299: Lu Family, Tianjiao!
Chapter 299: Lu Family, Tianjiao!
In the mountains surrounding the 46th Martial Arena, a crowd gathered, eager to witness the highly anticipated battle between Great Summer Tianjiao and the Jiang Realm Monk Follower. The spectators soared into the sky, each displaying their unique abilities to find a vantage point.
Among them, a white-clad woman stood atop her sword, her surroundings empty as no one dared to obstruct her view.
"Jiang Teacher," a middle-aged man in a bright red robe flew forward, his bravery evident.
Jiang Li's eyes turned icy as she gave him a cursory glance and nodded slightly, acknowledging his presence.
The man, unfazed, looked down at the battlefield and remarked, "It's rare to see Jiang Teacher in action. Were you also sent by the leader to ensure the safety of these two?"
Jiang Li replied indifferently, "I have a prior connection with Lu Tianjiao's mother."
"I see," the male teacher nodded, his gaze shifting to the battlefield. "Finally, I get to see the third on the Heaven Chart. This kid is well-covered, even keeping his hat and mask on during the fight."
Jiang Li: "..."
Am I a good choice for casual conversation?
The male teacher sighed, "Both of them have their reasons for not wanting to lose."
Jiang Li's thin lips parted, "The Monk Follower has already lost."
"Oh?"
"The only way he could lose, he has found." Jiang Li's cold voice matched her expression, "Useless."
Male Teacher: "..."
After a moment of contemplation, he spoke, "Jiang Teacher's discernment surpasses mine. At the right moment, I'd appreciate a reminder from you."
Jiang Li, not one for idle chatter, uttered three words, "Substitute Sheep."
"Mhm," the male teacher nodded.
The success of this battle could be attributed to two factors. Firstly, Wu Lie He University's emphasis on martial prowess.
Secondly, Lu Ran possessed a life-saving divine skill—the Sin Sacrifice Body! With the Divine Shepherd's deep affection for Lu Tianjiao, there was no doubt that she would appear and save her disciple.
Given the circumstances and the presence of numerous teachers, it was unthinkable for Lu Tianjiao to perish here.
Jiang Li's certainty about the Monk Follower's defeat surprised the male teacher.
Meanwhile, on the battlefield, Lu Ran's feet stirred up mist as he dashed forward, his Radiant Light Saber aimed at his opponent's head.
Zhao Zhenren's face darkened as he wielded a two-meter-long Ancient Bronze Staff, ready to strike downward.
Suddenly, the staff's head was enveloped in a layer of golden energy, with white twisted lines resembling cracks.
Monk Divine Technique - Shattered Gold Wind!
"Chi—"
Lu Ran's forward momentum abruptly halted as he staggered sideways, his feet collapsing beneath him.
"Bang!"
The staff slammed into the ground, causing the golden energy to explode.
The surging golden waves resembled a raging sea, overwhelming Lu Ran.
However, Lu Ran managed to escape, leaving behind a lightning symbol, and continued his assault on Zhao Zhenren with his twin blades.
Zhao Zhenren remained composed, turning to block the attack with his staff.
"Ding!"
The Radiant Light Saber grazed the staff, creating sparks upon contact.
"Dong! Dong! Dong!"
Zhao Zhenren's expression changed slightly as he retreated three steps.
At that moment, the spectators above and below were in an uproar, as Zhao Zhenren seemed to be at a disadvantage.
The Vast River should have easily defeated the He Domain Follower, but...
Zhao Zhenren's face twisted in frustration. He realized that with so many witnesses, the situation had escalated.
Now, he needed to act decisively and swiftly to defeat Lu Ran.
Just then, a surge of power had caught Zhao Zhenren off guard!
Was this the strength of a He Domain Follower?
Did Lu Ran possess innate divine strength?
Or did his momentum amplify his force?
If Lu Ran had such power, Zhao Zhenren's Water Flow Armor might not withstand it!
Zhao Zhenren examined the deep gash on his staff, a testament to the sharpness of the divine weapon and Lu Ran's terrifying strength.
"Is that all, Jiang Realm?" Lu Ran's voice echoed from a distance.
Zhao Zhenren's eyes widened as he turned to face Lu Ran.
Under the scrutiny of countless onlookers, this humiliation was not something an ordinary person could endure.
"Huff~"
Lu Ran's sliding movement gradually came to a halt, and he twirled his blades, his muffled voice emanating from behind the mask:
"I'll just bleat at you, and then what?"
Zhao Zhenren nearly ground his steel teeth in anger!
Lu Ran not only provoked with words but also infused his speech with the Divine Technique of Desolate Sound.
Unlike his encounter with Si Xianxian, Lu Ran was openly declaring his challenge!
I, Lu Ran, am challenging you!
What's the consequence?
"Lu Tianjiao, show some guts!" Zhao Zhenren's face hardened, and he gritted his teeth, "If you can't beat me, at least try to save face by claiming you held back. How about that?"
"Dong! Dong! Dong!"
Zhao Zhenren brandished his Ancient Bronze Staff and charged forward.
The sheep's bleating filled his ears, intensifying his inner rage.
"You brought this upon yourself!" Zhao Zhenren roared, leaping into the air and slamming his staff towards Lu Ran.
"Chi—"
Lu Ran's feet stirred up mist as he abruptly sidestepped.
Amidst the explosive sounds, the sound of Immortal Mist gushing forth followed.
Zhao Zhenren reacted swiftly, turning to block with his staff.
This time, he mustered all his strength.
However, Lu Ran suddenly swung his arm, spinning the Radiant Light Saber!
The saber spun rapidly, tracing an arc towards Zhao Zhenren's back.
Lu Ran, standing on the Immortal Mist, brandished the Night Silence Blade and advanced towards Zhao Zhenren.
The two of them seemed to be drawing a "V" shape!
No!
More accurately, they were forming the number "0."
Lu Ran even paused, waiting for the Radiant Light Saber to catch up, intending to reach the endpoint together.
High above, the spectators had a clearer view, and their discussions grew louder:
"What a sight, Great Summer Tianjiao, truly a feast for the eyes!"
"Beautiful~"
"One man with two divine weapons, I'm so envious!"
"If the Jiang Realm Monk Follower gets cut down, it'll be a real spectacle, hahaha!"
On the battlefield, the situation changed in the blink of an eye. As the crowd whispered, the combatants had already engaged in a fierce clash.
"In your dreams!"
Zhao Zhenren roared, and his body surged with energy.
You want me to be surrounded?
You forget, I'm a Monk Follower!
"Huff!"
On Zhao Zhenren's back and sides, two golden bodies, two golden heads, and two golden arms suddenly appeared.
Three heads and six arms?
More or less, this was the Monk Divine Technique: Fury Three Bodies!
The technique lived up to its name!
Including Zhao Zhenren's original body, all three faces bore the fierce gaze of a vajra, exuding an awe-inspiring aura. Not only that, the two newly appeared golden bodies each grasped an Ancient Bronze Staff.
"Ssss—"
Lu Ran's feet shifted, and he didn't merge with the Radiant Light Saber.
Zhao Zhenren brandished the Ancient Bronze Staff, swinging it with force, but he struck at nothing.
"Boom!"
The golden body behind him, holding the staff, sent the Radiant Light Saber flying.
A golden wave surged forward.
"Oh my god!"
"Retreat! Retreat quickly!"
"Get down!" Chaos erupted in the forest as everyone feared being caught in the golden wave.
The spectators backed away even further.
"Flower Monk," Lu Ran slid backwards, stopping in the center of the arena, "If you want to fight, don't take it out on the audience."
For a moment, the forest fell silent.
Then, laughter, like "Pfft" and "Haha," echoed through the trees.
"You're asking for it!"
Zhao Zhenren roared, his feet stomping the ground, and despite being dozens of meters away from Lu Ran, he thrust the staff forward.
"Roar!"
Energy surged, and a giant dragon composed of golden waves roared as it charged forward.
Monk Divine Technique: Soaring Dragon!
"Ah!"
"He's really going all out!"
"Be careful!" Amidst the exclamations, Lu Ran's feet stirred up mist as he retreated diagonally backwards.
An even more jaw-dropping scene unfolded! Facing the fanged and clawed golden dragon, Lu Ran didn't flee far away.
He actually stuck close to the golden dragon and retreated with it?
Lu Ran slowed down, allowing the dragon to fly past him.
His right hand held the Night Silence Blade, and he even reached towards the dragon's belly, dragging the blade across its exquisite scales.
This scene left the spectators dumbfounded!
"What the...? That distance control?"
"Is he always this carefree? This graceful?"
"Using dragon scales to sharpen his blade?"
"Isn't he afraid of getting hit? Is he just showing off?"
"Nonsense! My Flame God dared to challenge the Puppet Shadow, and a giant dragon like this can't touch him?"
High above, Jiang Li, who always maintained a stoic expression, suddenly raised an eyebrow.
The male teacher beside her burst into laughter:
"Hahaha! This kid has real style!"
In their line of sight, Lu Ran, using the dragon scales to sharpen his blade, was too close to the golden dragon and was indeed affected by the golden wave.
Mm. His hat was blown off.
His short, messy hair was revealed, dancing in the wind.
"Sss—"
Lu Ran suddenly retreated to the other side.
Zhao Zhenren quickly caught up, striking the ground with his staff and creating waves of golden mist.
He fled, and the other pursued.
The two of them flew across the arena.
"What should I do?" Lu Ran seemed to have eyes in the back of his head, and the mist under his feet surged as he rapidly retreated backwards, "It seems like you can't handle me."
The sheep-like sounds kept entering Zhao Zhenren's ears, and his already agitated heart was further provoked by Lu Ran's constant taunts.
Zhao Zhenren's anger reached its peak, and he struck forward with his staff again.
"Roar!"
Another golden dragon charged out.
Fangs and claws bared, it exuded a powerful killing intent! This time, Lu Ran was even more daring!
He actually crawled past, sticking close to the ground and the dragon's belly.
Indeed, Lu Ran wasn't just provoking with words, but also with actions! As soon as Lu Ran escaped, he continued to torment Zhao Zhenren: "Think of a way, Jiang Realm Master!
Why don't you take me down? Don't you want to?"
Each word and phrase pierced Zhao Zhenren's heart! In terms of speed alone, the Celestial Ram Follower was indeed superior.
In the eyes of the crowd, this was Lu Ran's only advantage.
The problem was that this wasn't a viable solution.
Aside from verbal taunts and annoying his opponent, what else could Lu Ran do? The best outcome was a draw. Zhao Zhenren might not be able to catch Lu Ran, but he would never lose!
Of course, if they fought to a draw, in a sense, it could be considered Lu Ran's victory.
After all, there was an unbridgeable gap between the Jiang Realm and the He Realm.
"Monk, this is all you've got," Lu Ran sneered, "Next time, don't cling to someone else's girlfriend.
Did you hear me?"
"Do you really think I can't catch you?!" Zhao Zhenren's eyes widened with rage, and he roared in anger.
Lu Ran's sliding figure stopped, and his eyebrows furrowed.
Zhao Zhenren's neck veins bulged, and he had reached the peak of his anger. He raised his hand and shouted, "Leave the arena, you lose!"
"Huff!"
High above the arena, a golden palm suddenly appeared.
Monk Divine Technique: Golden Sky Monk Palm! This was the divine technique that the Monk Sect used in the Jiang Realm.
Its explosive power was enough to crush an entire apartment building.
Lu Ran's expression changed, and although he still wore a mask, the panic in his eyes revealed his thoughts:
"You can't handle it, can you?"
Great Xia indeed had an unspoken rule: during a spar, if one party left the arena, whether voluntarily or involuntarily, they were considered defeated.
"Get out of here!" Zhao Zhenren knelt on one knee, slamming his hand down on the ground.
High above, the golden palm smashed down!
Its size was so immense that it not only covered the entire martial arts arena but also extended over the surrounding mountains and forests.
Chaos erupted, and cries of surprise came from all directions:
"Zhao Zhenren! Have you gone mad?"
(End of Chapter)"Are you asking for death?"
"Stop!"
"Silence!" Jiang Li's stern shout pierced through the air with immense force.
Everyone's faces were filled with astonishment as they looked at this powerful Sword One disciple.
Zhao Zhenren had indeed gone mad.
Or rather, his murderous intent towards Lu Ran had reached an extreme.
Ever since the battle began, Lu Ran's 'baa' had not stopped.
You couldn't possibly view Zhao Zhenren at this moment as a calm and collected person with a peaceful mindset.
When an ordinary man gets angry, blood can splatter within five steps.
Extreme emotions naturally lead to extreme consequences.
The last shred of rationality left in Zhao Zhenren made him utter those words, "Retreat, and you lose."
In reality, what Zhao Zhenren was screaming in his heart was, "Go to hell!"
Lu Ran's Divine Technique of Desolate Sound had stirred up an infinite desire for cruelty in his opponent.
Each infiltration, each deepening.
Poisoning to this extent, it was no longer something that so-called rationality could suppress.
"You're insane!" Lu Ran's exclamation carried a hint of panic.
"You better watch out!" Zhao Zhenren roared, and a dazzling golden light burst forth from his body.
Monk Divine Technique - Guardian Golden Body!
"Huff!"
A colossal golden palm descended from the sky, slamming down with a thunderous crash.
"Ssss—"
Mist swirled beneath Lu Ran's feet, but instead of fleeing, he charged towards Zhao Zhenren!
His terrified eyes suddenly turned icy cold, and his sinister words echoed throughout the arena:
"You better watch out too!"
Disciple Lu Ran, pay respects to the Celestial Ram Ancestor!
"Huff!"
Celestial mist swirled around Lu Ran, and a massive ethereal shadow emerged from his body.
A white jade robe shimmered with an enigmatic glow.
A snow-white sheep face wore a faint smile.
Divine Shepherd Technique - Sin Sacrifice Body!
"No!"
"Careful, don't..."
"This... substitute sheep?"
"Boom!" The golden palm slammed down, tearing the earth apart and toppling the mountains.
The power of the River Realm was truly terrifying.
"Crack!"
The golden monk believer knelt on the ground, his golden body shattering!
The two bodies behind Zhao Zhenren were already crushed beyond recognition, yet they continued to protect their master with all their might.
The Fury Three Bodies were constructed of pure energy but were solid flesh and blood, equivalent to having two extra bodies attached to one's own.
Five fingers were still connected to the heart.
Two entire flesh bodies were struck to this extent; how excruciating must the pain be?
"Pfft!"
Zhao Zhenren knelt in a deep pit, his brain dizzy and spewing fresh blood, while his original body also suffered a severe injury.
"Ssss!"
The blade pierced the flesh!
"Ssss!"
The blade pierced the flesh!
The Radiant Light Saber and Night Silence, one on the left and one on the right, pierced through the two heads behind Zhao Zhenren.
Intense pain transmitted to Zhao Zhenren's mind, as if his own head had been pierced through twice.
"Ssss!"
The two blades slashed horizontally, severing the two heads with force.
"Ahhhh!" Zhao Zhenren's agonizing screams echoed as he covered his head with both hands.
The so-called two golden bodies, beneath the golden skin, were solid flesh and blood.
Blood flowed freely, and flesh scattered.
Such a cruel sight sent chills down everyone's spines!
But the cruel scene continued as the two blades flew swiftly, chopping off all four arms.
Two heads and four arms were dismembered before everyone's eyes.
"Bang!" Lu Ran kicked Zhao Zhenren's face, knocking him to the ground.
Kick after kick, again and again.
Zhao Zhenren, already dizzy, had his face covered in blood and flesh, and even his screams grew faint.
From a distance, people's voices pleaded:
"Stop, don't hit him!"
"Lu Tianjiao, show mercy!"
"Slap!"
Lu Ran grabbed Zhao Zhenren by the neck and lifted him up, speaking slowly and clearly:
"She said she doesn't need you to send her! Did you hear that clearly this time?"
To be honest, if Lu Ran had said something like, "I, the proud Tianjiao, don't need your flattery," it might have sounded more dignified.
But he expressed: I don't need you to send my girlfriend.
Lu Ran didn't care about how others judged him.
His actions were unusual, his methods cruel, and he even used the Divine Technique - Sin Sacrifice Body.
All of this was just to make Jiang Ruyi's life a little more stable.
Four words: Kill the chicken to scare the monkey.
In the future, Lu Ran would have to go to another world and leave Jiang Ruyi for a while.
Lu Ran wanted to resolve this issue once and for all!
He didn't want his girlfriend, his future wife, to live in an environment of constant harassment.
As for others calling him cruel, vicious, and brutal...
As mentioned before, Lu Ran didn't care.
"She said she doesn't need you to send her! Did you understand?" Lu Ran shouted sternly, his voice carrying far.
"Mmm." Zhao Zhenren's condition was pitiful, his face covered in blood and flesh, his breath weak, and even nodding was difficult.
"Lu Ran." A cold voice echoed.
A woman in white, as pure as snow, arrived by flying on a sword: "That's enough. Everyone understands your stance."
Lu Ran turned his head and saw a middle-aged woman who seemed to be in her thirties, likely a teacher.
This woman was indeed clever; from her words, it wasn't hard to tell that she had understood Lu Ran's intention.
"That's enough." The woman spoke again, gently advising.
Lu Ran nodded silently and casually threw Zhao Zhenren to the ground.
"Go out for a walk, calm your emotions." The woman waved her hand, signaling Lu Ran to leave.
Under the woman's command, no one stopped Lu Ran from leaving.
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