Chapter 151: Blade and Heart

"Hmm?" Si Xianxian turned her head to look, and her expression changed immediately. "Are you not done yet?"

Lu Ran also turned to look and saw a livid face.

The people around naturally heard the noise here and looked over one after another.

Some were curious, some were confused.

There were also those who, upon seeing the newcomer, frowned slightly, seeming to recognize this young man in white.

The young man in white ignored Si Xianxian completely, staring fixedly at Lu Ran, word for word: "Did you just tell me you wanted to speak with your blade?"

Just now at the city gate, when Lu Ran said "speak with your blade," the young man in white hadn't reacted for a moment and was stunned on the spot.

In the eyes of others, he had been intimidated.

Truly a great humiliation!

The young man who reacted afterward certainly wouldn't let it go.

And at this moment, there was another person on the field who felt insulted—Si Xianxian!

Also at the city gate, she had already been ignored once.

This young man in white who was looking for trouble only had eyes for Lu Ran and couldn't see her at all.

Truly unreasonable!

"I gave you some face, damn it!"

Si Xianxian flicked her right hand, and her slender hand gripped the air, directly grabbing a huge war hammer.

The phantom war hammer, which was 3 meters in size, had broken patterns on it, with red light flashing and containing terrifying energy, as if it could explode at any time.

"Lietian!"

"Holy crap, a Lietian believer?"

"A three-meter war hammer, this is a River Realm Lietian believer." There was a commotion all around.

Originally, the training ground was surrounded by water-tight crowds, and the people watching the battle were shoulder to shoulder.

But the moment someone summoned a Lietian hammer, the crowd dispersed rapidly!

Clearly, no one expected that this girl wearing cute rabbit ears was a patient.

A patient with a violent temper and extreme danger!

"Don't crowd!"

"You stepped on my foot..."

This was indeed Lord Bei Feng City; a mere River Realm Lietian believer certainly couldn't stir up any waves.

The problem was, before this Lietian believer was restrained, she could definitely make everyone around drink a few pots...

As the saying goes:

The strong fear the fierce, and the fierce fear those who don't fear death!

The crowd became increasingly crowded, but the area around Si Xianxian was incomparably empty, a scene quite interesting.

Only a teenager dressed in black, holding twin blades, still stood behind the Lietian believer, not knowing death.

"You..." The young man in white changed color suddenly.

This time, he could no longer ignore Si Xianxian.

Si Xianxian stepped forward, her beautiful big eyes almost spitting fire:

"Are you not done yet?

You've been looking for trouble since the city gate; who the hell are you pretending to be?"

The furious Si Xianxian was suddenly grabbed by the arm by Lu Ran.

Seeing this scene, the surrounding crowd was secretly amazed.

Was this teenager actually strong to this extent?

Daring to block a furious Lietian believer naturally required some skills.

The problem was, he was so young; how high could his strength realm be?

"Don't stop me!"

Si Xianxian's overflowing anger, falling on Lu Ran, seemed more like coquettishness?

Suddenly, the people around were even more confused...

"He came for me." Lu Ran said.

"If he came for you, isn't that coming for me?" Si Xianxian said angrily.

Lu Ran shook his head: "You've been out with me twice and been to jail twice; how can I face Aunt Si?

In the future, how would I have the face to bring you out?"

Si Xianxian opened her mouth, not knowing how to refute.

Lu Ran was no different from a savior to Si Xianxian.

Only by being by his side could she temporarily escape her mother's control.

Only then could she say whatever she wanted and go wherever she wanted.

Otherwise, she could only go home, be managed and bound by her mother, and continue a boring and distressing life.

"You! What's going on?"

A shout came from behind.

The man and woman sparring on the field had already stopped.

The man looked like he had some status, at least he was very responsible.

Most people avoided Lietian believers, but the man took the initiative to step forward to handle the crisis.

"From now on, I'll do the talking." Lu Ran's tone softened, and he patted Si Xianxian's shoulder. "Put the hammer away."

Si Xianxian pouted, her face full of reluctance.

Lu Ran: "Be obedient."

"Oh." Si Xianxian clenched her palm unhappily, and the phantom war hammer shattered quietly.

Seeing this scene, the surrounding crowd was quite relieved.

Everyone knew how dangerous a River Realm Lietian believer was.

"Bu Qingfeng, what's going on?" The man looked at the young man in white and questioned.

The young man in white, called Bu Qingfeng, said to the man: "Senior Brother Liu, this person was shouting loudly at the city gate, and after entering the city, he didn't respect the god!

I told him to follow the rules, and he told me to speak with my blade."

Si Xianxian was quite angry: "Where did we not respect the god? Don't talk nonsense..."

Lu Ran pulled Si Xianxian behind him, looking coldly at Bu Qingfeng:

"I thought you practiced the blade, but it turns out it was your mouth?"

Bu Qingfeng's face turned livid: "You..."

"Quiet!" Senior Brother Liu had a gloomy face, his gaze moving back and forth between the two.

He knew a little bit about this new junior brother, Bu Qingfeng.

He had all the common faults of a genius, extreme pride, and had reached the level of arrogance.

And judging from the reactions of these two tourists, this matter needed further investigation.

"Then let's speak with the blade." Suddenly, a female voice came from behind.

Everyone looked over one after another; it was the other party who had been sparring on the field earlier.

Upon hearing this, Bu Qingfeng hurriedly said: "Deng Deng Shijie Yan?"

Deng Deng Shijie Yan ignored her junior brother and walked toward the edge of the field.

She seemed to like Lu Ran's words very much, chewing on them carefully: "Speak with the blade..."

"Good!" With the Deng Deng Shijie speaking, Bu Qingfeng immediately strode toward the center of the field.

After being labeled as "practicing with his mouth," Bu Qingfeng suppressed the anger in his heart, his speech was exceptionally brief, and he looked at Lu Ran: "You! Come!"

Si Xianxian looked at Lu Ran: "Since this coward can spar, he must have water-flow armor, he must be River Realm."

It could be seen that she really wanted to fight for Lu Ran.

"River Realm." Lu Ran gripped his twin blades and snorted coldly. "Kill him if I want to."

Si Xianxian's mouth gradually curled up, her beautiful eyes shining, and she couldn't help but reach out and gently pat Lu Ran's cheek.

She loved Lu Ran's arrogant and overbearing appearance!

She really didn't know why he was so easygoing on weekdays.

He didn't have any of the arrogance a genius should have, which was a disservice to all his skills!

Lu Ran: "..."

As expected of a Lietian believer, she never thought the spectacle was too big.

"The fight ends with victory or defeat." Senior Brother Liu clearly had excellent hearing, and reminded them with a serious expression, "This is Lord Bei Feng City at the feet of the god!

In the city, death is absolutely not allowed!

Think about your future, don't treat your future as a child's play."

"Hmm." Lu Ran stepped forward.

Under the gaze of everyone, the teenager in black was also not afraid, holding his twin blades, stepping into the field step by step.

"Under the Lord Bei Feng Sect, Bu Qingfeng!" The young man in white was full of arrogance, reporting his sect.

As he spoke, energy surged in his hands, and he gripped a wind blade.

Lu Ran did not report his sect; he just looked at the young man from afar and asked:

"Blade guest, why did you take a sword name?"

"You! You..." Bu Qingfeng was extremely angry in his heart, and after "you-ing" for a long time, he couldn't say a word.

"Pfft hahahahahaha~" Si Xianxian laughed loudly, unbridled.

"Both sides, put on water-flow armor, you may begin." Senior Brother Liu said.

Bu Qingfeng immediately released his divine power, and streams of water wrapped around his body, becoming increasingly dense.

Until endless water flow formed a water curtain, covering his whole body.

Lu Ran, however, was the same as always.

Just now, he didn't follow the rules and didn't report his sect.

At this moment, he still didn't follow the rules and didn't put on armor.

"You're looking for death!" Bu Qingfeng was furious, squeezing three words out through his teeth.

He gripped his wind blade, threw it forward fiercely, and then killed his way straight toward Lu Ran.

"Whoosh~!"

The sharp blade carried the sound of tearing through the air, stabbing straight at Lu Ran.

Lu Ran took a step back, tilted his body slightly, and let the wind blade pass in front of him.

Just one frame made the onlookers' eyes light up.

Lu Ran's operation wasn't considered very profound.

After all, he just dodged a flying blade.

The key was that Lu Ran was expressionless, that calmness and composure, even a bit of contempt for his opponent...

"Whoosh~ Whoosh~"

During his charge, Bu Qingfeng threw out a full four wind blades.

But the twin blades in Lu Ran's hands were like decorations.

Moving sideways, tilting his head, turning his body...

The wind blades were like tracing lines, brushing past Lu Ran.

"Ah?"

"What the?" This time, the crowd around didn't just have their eyes light up; they exclaimed in surprise one after another.

The increase in the number of wind blades meant the danger level had risen abruptly.

Many people noticed that Bu Qingfeng was secretly controlling the flying blades; at the moment of approaching Lu Ran, at least two wind blades shifted their direction slightly.

However, Lu Ran was still calm and composed, dodging one killing move after another.

Did he seem particularly knowledgeable about the Lord Bei Feng Divine Technique, Flying Wind Order?

"You're very good at acting cool, huh?!"

Bu Qingfeng shouted angrily, having already killed his way to Lu Ran, and slashed down fiercely with the wind blade in his hand.

Whether it was from his words or his behavior, Lu Ran was provoking Bu Qingfeng again and again.

A dignified Lord Bei Feng believer was actually stimulated to be like a Lietian believer.

The problem was, were the characteristics of your divine technique as reckless and explosive as the Lietian Sect?

Do you have the foundation of the Lietian believer's "shattered jade, broken tile" and "perish together" to support you?

"Whoosh~"

Lu Ran's eyes were gloomy, his divine power surging.

Evil Technique, Evil Mind, helped his senses become extremely sharp.

Evil Technique, Evil Agility, helped his movements become incomparably swift.

Evil Technique, Soul-Splitting Power, helped his strength rise greatly!

"Sss—"

Lu Ran stepped lightly, moving sideways half a step, and at the same time, the Silent Zhan Ye Dao in his right hand wiped straight across Bu Qingfeng's neck.

The two figures crossed, flashing past!

The Silent Zhan Ye Dao flashed, sinking into the water-flow armor.

The layer of water curtain armor wrapping around Bu Qingfeng's neck was actually cut with a blade mark that was neither deep nor shallow!

Everyone:!!!

Inside and outside the field, the buzzing discussion stopped, and the crowd suddenly became quiet.

Everyone widened their eyes, looking at this scene that flashed past and made one's back feel cold.

One-shotted?

One round?!

Just... just one-shotted?

If it weren't for the water-flow armor protecting his body, Lu Ran's blade would have already beheaded Bu Qingfeng.

Even with the water-flow armor attached...

Lu Ran's blade had already torn Bu Qingfeng apart in terms of technique, mentality, and overall momentum.

Senior Brother Liu's expression condensed, and he said in a low voice: "Good blade."

Deng Deng Shijie Yan on the side of the field nodded appreciatively: "Good intent."

These two being able to spar and compete together were naturally players of the same level.

However, for Lu Ran's blade, the two sides gave completely different evaluations.

"Whoosh..."

A piece of frost and snow danced wildly.

After one encounter, Bu Qingfeng rushed forward frantically, rapidly pulling away from Lu Ran.

"Heh..."

Bu Qingfeng panted heavily, turning his head to look at Lu Ran, his expression both shocked and angry!

In his line of sight, Lu Ran stood in the diffusing frost and snow, not turning around at all.

He just exposed his back to his opponent like this.

It was contempt, and also endless mockery.

Lu Ran's voice drifted over:

"Sure enough, your mouth is harder than your blade."

"You..." Bu Qingfeng's face turned blue and purple!

Extreme anger, but could not hide the horror in his heart.

Everyone had killed their way out of the Demon Cave, and more or less had experienced a moment of life and death.

Lu Ran's blade just now still made Bu Qingfeng's hair stand on end!

Bu Qingfeng had never felt that he was so close to death...

Lu Ran even had the mind to spin a blade flower, but still couldn't be bothered to turn around:

"It seems that with the blade in your hand, you can't speak clearly."

"Bastard! Don't insult me!" Bu Qingfeng's face was flushed red, and he finally roared.

Lu Ran was expressionless: "The blade followed you and was wronged.

Let it go, switch to practicing the sword, don't delay your sword name."

"Sss..."

Deng Deng Shijie Yan took a light breath.

This teenager,

Such a fast blade, such a ruthless heart!

Not only did he want to win, but he was also aiming for Bu Qingfeng's "Dao heart"?

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 152 =====