Chapter 134

Seven days later, by the bamboo forest.

Listening to the wind rise, leaves fluttering.

Lu Ran held his twin blades, sitting in the center of the bamboo forest path.

Dozens of meters around him, there were three battle groups.

Deng Yutang's battle cries were constant, fierce and tough; he lived up to the name of a Red Scarf believer.

Chang "Big Axe" was shouting repeatedly, not falling behind at all; clearly a gambling addict, she had lived her life like a person from the Western Wasteland.

Tian Tian was much quieter, holding a three-foot sword, struggling to dodge and maneuver under the siege of three Bamboo Wood Demons.

The battle group she was in was the one Lu Ran paid the most attention to and gave the most pointers to.

"Too deep!"

Although Lu Ran's eyes were covered by a red scarf, he accurately pointed out Tian Tian's problem.

While guiding his apprentices, he was of course also doing his best to improve himself.

Lu Ran even tried to collect all the information from the three battle groups simultaneously!

"Don't plant your feet when attacking; always think about how to retreat safely."

"Leave thirty percent of your force when striking; your retreat path is something you provide for yourself."

Lu Ran spoke one after another, then lowered his head slightly, tilting his ear to listen.

These concepts were instilled in Lu Ran from a young age.

Ever since Lu Ran learned Evil Perception and Evil Agility, his combat power had also been developed to the maximum.

Ironically, the person who taught him this concept...

was already dead.

Dead on the banks of the Wu Lie River, dead on that dilapidated rooftop.

"I'm not talking about you two," Lu Ran spoke again, "You two should just be as reckless as you want."

"How could that be? Everything my Baby Ran says is right!" From afar came Chang Ying's laughter.

It's hard to imagine she was in close-quarters combat with three Bamboo Wood Demons.

That was truly "chatting and laughing while fighting"...

The battle axe in her hand had been replaced by bamboo, as if she were afraid of accidentally shattering her sparring partners.

Lu Ran shook his head: "My style doesn't suit you... Hmm?"

Sniff~

Lu Ran suddenly twitched his nose; amidst the fresh scent of bamboo, he smelled spicy meat.

Behind him, someone had come.

This wasn't strange; this place was close to the Bamboo Village, and occasionally practitioners would pass by here.

Lu Ran shifted horizontally by one step, clearing the bamboo forest path.

But he hadn't expected the spicy meat scent to stop beside him, and a young man's voice entered his ears:

"Brother, you smell so good."

"Huh?" Lu Ran was a bit confused.

"Ah, no!" The young man shook his head hurriedly, "I mean, you're so strong!"

Lu Ran: "..."

The young man's voice was resonant and powerful, with a distinct character: "I heard you, are you giving them pointers?"

Lu Ran didn't take the bait, instead turning his face toward the young man: "You smell pretty good yourself."

"Duck parts, salty and spicy," the young man lifted the bamboo basket in his hand, "Want to try some?"

"Gulp." Lu Ran's Adam's apple bobbed.

It had been a full seven days; living in this Bamboo Village, eating plain food every day, his mouth really had no taste.

He really didn't know what the military in this demon den was thinking.

Practitioners are mostly young people; if you don't provide them with meat and fish, how can their nutrition be enough?

Lu Ran was about to vomit from eating bamboo shoots...

The young man opened the bamboo basket lid, took out a duck wing, and handed it over: "Don't mind it."

Lu Ran hesitated for a moment and said: "What's the price?"

The young man smiled: "You misunderstood, brother, I'm not out here selling things."

Lu Ran: "..."

"What's wrong?" Chang Ying easily solved the three Mist Realm entry-level Bamboo Wood Demons.

That was truly, one punch per little kid~

She turned her head and saw a young man in his early twenties standing beside Lu Ran.

He stood tall and straight, his eyes bright and piercing, his martial spirit fully displayed.

However, such a spirited young man failed to hold Chang Ying's attention for long.

Because she saw the duck wing!

"Oh, yummy!" Chang Ying's eyes lit up, and she walked over with large strides.

"Sorry, I'm delivering this to my sister," the young man smiled apologetically.

"Ah..." Chang Ying was struck by lightning; before she had even walked out of the bamboo forest, she froze in place.

Her skin was already dark, and at this moment, she looked even more like she had been petrified.

"You just said, this is for me?" Lu Ran opened his palm.

"Try one," the young man handed the duck wing to Lu Ran.

"Baby Ran!" Chang Ying suddenly came back to life, looking pitiful: "Leave the leftover bones for me to suck on the flavor, okay?"

"Half each, give me the wing tip," Lu Ran shook his hand.

"Ha, my Baby Ran is the best!" Chang Ying's face lit up with joy, and she immediately stepped forward, startling the young man into taking a step back.

My god!

What kind of thing just rolled over, a big black bear?

The young man stared at Chang Ying for a full few seconds before turning his head to look at Lu Ran, not forgetting his goal.

He looked at the red scarf covering Lu Ran's eyes and asked:

"Brother, are you a Lord Bei Feng believer? Can you listen to the sound of the wind?"

Lu Ran shook his head: "No, I'm not a Lord Bei Feng believer.

I am a blade-wielder."

"Holy crap!" The young man's mouth hung open slightly, "Awesome! That's the best answer I've ever heard!"

Lu Ran raised his head slightly, gesturing toward the battle group to the front right.

The young man looked over and naturally saw the heroic and fierce Red Scarf believer: "What's wrong with him?"

Lu Ran shrugged: "His sister told me."

The young man nodded, full of admiration: "His sister is awesome!

That's the best answer I've ever heard!"

Lu Ran: "..."

The young man sighed: "My sister is also blind.

Sigh...

She doesn't have your level of thinking or your good mindset."

Lu Ran opened his mouth, but amidst the young man's sighing, he didn't explain, instead saying: "Can't divine techniques cure it?"

The young man shook his head: "Tried everything that should be tried, sigh... let's not talk about that, shall we spar?"

"Spar?" Lu Ran finally realized why the young man had come to strike up a conversation.

The young man nodded heavily: "You must be very strong! By the way, what kind of believer are you?"

Lu Ran said: "I'm only at Stream Realm, Fourth Stage."

Anyone who suggests "sparring" as a stranger is usually above the River Realm.

Da Xia has an unwritten rule:

To avoid unnecessary casualties, benign sparring matches should be based on both sides having "Water Flow Armor."

Until one side's armor shatters, the winner is decided.

"How could you be Stream Realm?" The young man's expression froze, "Are you a high school student?"

"Hmm," Lu Ran nodded lightly.

"This..." The young man looked again at the tall girl eating the duck wing.

Looking at Chang Ying's appearance, her aura, and her size, he had thought she was twenty-one or twenty-two.

"Leave some for me," Lu Ran suddenly said.

"Oh," Chang Ying took out the duck wing tip, and although reluctant, she still held it to Lu Ran's lips.

"What kind of believer are you?" Lu Ran gnawed on the wing tip, speaking vaguely, and then gasped, "Your sister can really handle spicy food."

"She loves it," the young man replied, "I'm an Most Dongting believer."

"Most Dongting?!" Lu Ran's heart stirred slightly.

Second-tier God: Most Dongting!

Folk also call it the Most Dongting Halberd, one of the four military heroes.

The statue of the God of Most Dongting can be described in two words: Lu Bu!

Yes, when Lu Ran first saw the stone statue of the Most Dongting Halberd in a book, these two words popped into his head.

Equally majestic, equally holding a Fangtian Painted Halberd.

What is a hair-binding crown, what is Tang Ni armor...

Except for not having a Red Hare horse, the God of Most Dongting lacked nothing!

Compared to the Marquis of Wen, the God of Most Dongting also had purple electricity coiling around him, with purple electric light flashing in his tiger eyes, extremely intimidating!

The Rain Alley City where Lu Ran lived was very small, and the quality of students was also on the lower side.

On the day of worshipping the gods, Lu Ran hadn't had the fortune to see this awe-inspiring war god.

"That's truly a pity," the young man said, full of disappointment, shaking his head and sighing.

This young man was clearly itching for a fight; seeing a strong person like Lu Ran, he really wanted to learn a thing or two.

"I can fight, though," Lu Ran suddenly said.

"Oh?" The young man's spirits lifted immediately.

Lu Ran shrugged: "We'll use bamboo sticks instead of weapons, and stop at the first sign of defeat?"

"Master," Tian Tian walked over, first calling out, and then looking curiously at the strange young man.

Seven days ago, Tian Tian timidly called him "Master" for the first time; now, she called it out smoothly and naturally.

"You've improved," Lu Ran reached out and patted Tian Tian's head.

"Mmm-hmm," Tian Tian revealed a sweet smile, her beautiful large eyes curving into two crescent moons.

Seven full days of special training naturally had some results.

Tian Tian's "Master" wasn't called in vain; Lu Ran had taught her everything he knew.

He had practiced martial arts since childhood, so he naturally had the goods in his belly.

Don't ever think that Lu Ran's combat power is all thanks to evil techniques.

It cannot be denied that Evil Perception and Evil Agility were what made Lu Ran take off so fiercely.

But the solid foundation his father built for Lu Ran was the root of Lu Ran's growth and soaring as a martial artist.

It's a pity Tian Tian doesn't use a blade.

Otherwise, Lu Ran could have taught her more.

Come to think of it, as a Sword Lotus believer, Tian Tian's position in the team is in the center, usually casting spells from a distance, so the requirements for her should be appropriately lowered.

"How about this, brother!" The young man said, "You still use your blade, just shatter my Water Flow Armor.

I'll switch to a bamboo stick, and we'll stop at the first sign of defeat!"

Lu Ran: "Let's both use bamboo sticks; blades have no eyes, and my habits are hard to change."

Young man: "What habits?"

"Of course, the habit of killing enemies!" Deng Yutang also walked over, "My Brother Lu's blade never misses the vital points!

Most Dongting believer, I advise you to be careful."

"Good!" The young man became even more excited, his fighting spirit soaring, "Then let's begin!"

Lu Ran: "What about the winner?"

The young man was stunned for a moment, looking at Lu Ran: "You still want to win? I'm a River Realm, Second Stage!"

Lu Ran smiled: "River Realm? If I want to kill, I kill."

Young man:???

Lu Ran immediately added: "I mean demons."

The young man stared blankly at Lu Ran.

This blind youth...

is he this fierce?

If it were any other Stream Realm lackey speaking so boastfully, the young man would probably scoff and maybe even mock him a few times.

But facing Lu Ran, the young man could clearly feel that confidence from the inside out.

The so-called demeanor of a strong person is nothing more than this!

"Good, good, good, good!" The young man nodded repeatedly, "If you lose, you agree to one request of mine."

Hearing this, Lu Ran frowned slightly.

The young man hurriedly said: "A very small request, you don't even have to agree, it doesn't matter."

Lu Ran then nodded: "If you lose, you share 4 more duck wings with us."

As soon as these words were spoken, Chang Ying, who was still sucking on bones, immediately had her eyes light up!

"4?" The young man looked at the bamboo basket in his hand.

If he were eating them himself, what would it matter if he gave them all away?

The key is that his sister is still waiting in the bamboo courtyard...

"Yeah, look at this gluttonous girl," Lu Ran gestured toward Chang Ying, "She's about to chew the bones to pieces."

"I'll go chop some bamboo sticks for you!" Chang Ying was so happy, she hurried to prepare weapons for both sides.

Soon, two 1-meter-long thin bamboo sticks and one 2-meter-long thick bamboo stick were delivered to their hands.

"Tian Tian, guard the bamboo basket," Lu Ran said.

"Okay," Tian Tian came to the bamboo basket and squatted down.

The young man's eyes became somewhat sharp, gradually entering a combat state: "Brother Lu is very confident, already guarding the spoils of war?"

Lu Ran shook his head lightly: "I'm afraid that while we're fighting, the duck wings will be stolen by that gluttonous girl."

Chang Ying: "..."

The young man didn't care about Lu Ran's answer; he seemed like a different person, sharp-edged and imposing!

Using the stick as a halberd, he habitually announced his name before the fight: "Wu Yi, Hao Tian!"

"What?" Lu Ran wasn't sure what he had heard.

The young man pondered for a moment, gripped the long stick with both hands, and said in a resonant voice:

"Qian Tang River, Hao Tian!"

Lu Ran suddenly understood; he bent his legs slightly, using the stick as a blade, holding it in front of him:

"Wu Lie River, Lu Ran."

(End of chapter)