Chapter 193: You Are Very Good

That arrow, in the end, was never loosed.

The Silent Zhan Ye Dao surged straight in, its edge flashing.

Wu Wu Shanshan's flower-like face lost all color as an extremely dangerous aura rushed toward her; her pupils contracted violently!

Was she about to die?

Just how sufficient was Lu Ran's momentum?

Could the Water Flow Armor truly withstand this single strike?

All of this unfolded within a mere instant.

Yet at this moment, Wu Wu Shanshan seemed to be watching in slow motion.

Perhaps, at the moment of nearing death, even powerful believers all find themselves in the Xiang Tong De Jing?

"Snap!" came a crisp sound!

The Silent Zhan Ye Dao suddenly swept upward, knocking the ice-blue wooden bow along with Wu Wu Shanshan's wrist diagonally up and away.

The blade did not stab toward Wu Wu Shanshan's face.

The Xianyangyi Sect believer, carrying his momentum, slammed his shoulder hard into her body.

"Ah!!"

Wu Wu Shanshan let out a scream as she was knocked flying off the main stage.

"Whoa!"

"Don't push, don't push me!" A commotion erupted below the stage as the crowd quickly scattered.

Wu Wu Shanshan's figure plummeted diagonally downward like a cannonball.

Faced with such a heavy and powerful human projectile, the students dared not try to catch her.

Say what you will, but Wu Wu Shanshan was a But River Realm expert!

No matter how haggard or disgraceful she appeared, she was not someone the students below the stage could contend with.

The spectators present were at most at Stream Realm Stage Five, with some students still stuck at Stream Realm Stage Three or Four.

If struck by her, they would likely suffer severe injuries.

To put it more extremely:

Even if the students were crushed into powder and broken bones, the Water Flow Armor on Wu Wu Shanshan's body might remain completely unharmed.

Between Stream Realm Stage Five and But River Realm Stage One, though seemingly only one stage apart, the gap in every aspect constituted a chasm ordinary people could not cross.

"Thud! Thud! Thud!"

Wu Wu Shanshan was like a stone skipping across a lake's surface, bouncing consecutively across the playground before flying off into the distance.

The crowd instantly parted to make a path, dust rising along the way.

"Hiss—"

"Roar!!" On the main stage, several Azure Dragons roared as they charged toward their master.

Just moments ago, while rushing to kill Wu Wu Shanshan, Lu Ran had deliberately bypassed many Azure Dragons, so they naturally still existed in this world.

Between killing the enemy and protecting their master, they had all chosen to protect their master.

From this scene, one could clearly discern the characteristics of the Zhi Shen Fa: Thousand Shadows of the Azure Dragon.

Having said that, while the herd of Azure Dragons flew back to their master, the sky-full of arrows were single-mindedly intent on killing the enemy!

"Whoosh~"

"Whoosh!" Countless arrows pieced together from water flow were no longer linked in strings.

They covered the sky and earth, stabbing at Lu Ran from every angle.

The scene made everyone's hearts pound with fear!

Even though Wu Wu Shanshan had already left the arena, the arrows she had previously unleashed remained dense and brimming with killing intent!

Watching the scene of sky-filling arrows shuttling rapidly, a trace of despair even arose in the hearts of some students.

Asking themselves honestly, could they really survive against Wu Wu Shanshan?

Truly worthy of being a believer under the Second-Rank God: Divine Divine Asha.

Truly worthy of being the divine art of the South Sea Bow Sect!

No wonder Wu Wu Shanshan could earn bonus points from the Divine Citizen Bureau; on the fifteenth day of the twelfth lunar month, during the Night of a Thousand Ghosts, she must have slaughtered her way in all directions.

"Hiss—"

Beneath Lu Ran's feet, the Immortal Hoof rose again, churning up immortal mist.

Arrows fell like rain, fine and dense.

Within the rain, a human figure flashed, darting through like a phantom.

Looking at that valiant and dashing figure on the main stage, the group of trainees could not help but feel their emotions churning.

Precisely because Wu Wu Shanshan was so incredibly powerful that she made ordinary people feel despair, everyone's gaze upon Lu Ran now became even more fervent.

"Whistle—"

The male teacher blew his whistle and announced loudly, "Lu Ran wins!"

Although the victory and defeat had been decided, the dense rain of arrows did not stop.

Lu Ran was still dodging!

"Wow~ he can really drill through; even such a tiny gap he can pass. Wow! Is this a living loach?"

"I didn't expect Lu Ran could actually win, even countering a believer of Divine Divine Asha."

"Sigh, I feel Lu Ran's offensive methods are still somewhat singular; the Xianyangyi Sect is holding him back a bit."

"What more do you want? Just this one Immortal Hoof ability can support an entire tactical system!"

"But the Xianyangyi Sect only has the one Immortal Hoof! If Lu Ran were a believer of the North Wind or the East Thunder..."

Suddenly, the sky-full of arrows lost their force and hung trembling in the air.

Everyone immediately sensed the anomaly and turned to look behind them.

At this moment, the crowd still stood parted to the left and right, leaving clear the path along which Wu Wu Shanshan had been blasted away.

At the end of that path, everyone saw Wu Wu Shanshan stagger to her feet.

The protective Azure Dragon that had encircled her body had vanished without a trace.

The water-flow arrows that had been pursuing Lu Ran also fell one by one to the ground, ceasing their relentless assault.

Clearly, Wu Wu Shanshan had voluntarily canceled her Divine Technique; otherwise, the arrows of the Ashayi Sect would have persisted for quite some time!

"Hoo~"

Lu Ran slid backward to the edge of the main stage; the last water-flow arrow landed beside his foot and shattered into specks of energy.

Behind him, the surrounding crowd fell utterly silent.

On the path the people had automatically cleared, Wu Wu Shanshan stepped forward.

For this loser, the students did not dare to utter any mockery.

Before this battle, a very few students had still dared to criticize Wu Wu Shanshan behind her back.

After this battle, Wu Wu Shanshan's terror was displayed vividly before everyone's eyes.

That Lu Ran could defeat her did not mean others could!

On the contrary, in front of her, a whole group of trainees would truly be like straw chickens and clay dogs, trampled and slaughtered at her whim.

"Sorry," Wu Wu Shanshan said in a low voice.

"Hmm?" Lu Ran was greatly surprised and turned to look.

What had he just heard?

An apology?

Was such a word something that ought to come out of Wu Wu Shanshan's mouth?

Before the two sides began fighting, she had even jumped out to act as judge, saying he was being too excessive.

This change in attitude seemed rather too great.

Lu Ran could not help but sigh in his heart.

Strength, indeed, is the foundation of everything!

In this realistic yet Harsh World, reason is never spoken with the mouth but beaten out with fists.

Wu Wu Shanshan's expression was complex; looking up at Lu Ran on the platform, she spoke again: "Sorry."

"You mean the arrow rain?" Lu Ran pondered for a moment, then waved his hand indifferently. "No need; that is just a characteristic of the Divine Technique."

Hearing this, Wu Wu Shanshan's expression grew even more complex.

He was still as easygoing as he had once been.

It was just that he was no longer her teammate "Ran Bao."

Wu Wu Shanshan: "I—"

Lu Ran felt puzzled in his heart; looking at Class Wu Wu Ban Zhang, he wondered what this girl intended to do.

Looking at the Silent Zhan Ye Dao in Lu Ran's hand, Wu Wu Shanshan inevitably recalled that soul-shaking scene from just before.

That black-obsidian blade, which had thrust straight at her face, had ultimately swept aside her weapon.

Wu Wu Shanshan truly did not believe her water-flow armor could have withstood that single strike.

Beneath those immortal hooves, how fierce had Lu Ran's charging momentum been?

Having just slain a dragon and charged forward so dominantly, how terrifying had Lu Ran's aura been?

Whether it stopped at victory and defeat or involved life and death had, in that very moment, rested solely upon a single thought of his.

Others might invoke the rules, lightly tossing out a sentence like:

"What are you afraid of? This is only a duel."

But when you are the one being "killed," where would you still find that calm detachment of "it has nothing to do with me, I stand aloof"?

Facing that ruthless, sharp blade and Lu Ran, whose flames of aura surged to the heavens—

what you feel most is gratitude, rejoicing that you have picked up an extra life.

After struggling inwardly for a long time, Wu Wu Shanshan lowered her head slightly and said softly:

"Sorry, not just for the arrow rain just now, but also for before..."

"Don't." Lu Ran suddenly spoke, finally realizing what the other party was about to do.

Let us part on good terms; do not try to renew our old bond.

"Hmm?" Wu Wu Shanshan raised her head, looking at Lu Ran with a complex gaze.

The crowd was utterly silent, all watching this pair of man and woman; most knew the story of their past.

Lu Ran smiled. "You are excellent; I am not worthy."

Wu Wu Shanshan's face stiffened, and her heart felt extremely unpleasant.

"Forget me..." Lu Ran no longer looked at the girl; turning his head, he searched for Ma Ma Tianchuan. "Next."

Though Lu Ran appeared easygoing, he actually had quite a temper.

As for the sky-full of scattered arrows, he truly did not mind them, because that was merely a characteristic of the Divine Technique.

But as for Wu Wu Shanshan herself... hmm, next.

Lu Ran was very strong-willed, and his pride was even stronger.

He bore no grudge against Wu Wu Shanshan, but since she had looked down on him, what need was there for further words?

"Full of smooth-talking rhymes; this youth has the bearing of one taking the postgraduate entrance exam!"

In the crowd below, Qian Hao stroked his chin with one hand, shaking his head and swaying his body.

Lu Ran: "."

Qian Hao was muttering quietly, but Lu Ran's ears were too sharp.

This kid?

What happened to the promised God Ran? He's not even calling me Brother Ran anymore?

Lu Ran suddenly turned, pointing his blade at the small fat boy in the crowd: "You, come up for a one-on-one!"

Qian Hao:???

Lu Ran wore a smile with pressed lips.

"Don't mess around, Brother Ran!" Qian Hao beamed, "I can't take your roughhousing."

Class Wu Wu Ban Zhang could at least stand up.

If it were me, my body would be broken apart by you."

This time, it was Lu Ran's turn to have a face full of question marks.

What kind of talk is that!

Qian Hao secretly glanced at Wu Wu Shanshan.

He saw the young girl silently lowering her head, her eyes dim.

Qian Hao thought again of Kou Kou Yingquan's condition after his defeat.

After two battles, Lu Ran's opponents had truly suffered no physical injuries.

It was all damn mental damage!

This little lamb is truly sinister.

"Lu Ran!" A male teacher's voice came from nearby, "As the winner, you may choose to rest or continue."

"Continue!" Lu Ran, holding his blade, walked toward the west side of the podium.

"Ma Ma Tianchuan!" The male teacher immediately looked down at the audience, "Are you ready?"

Ma Ma Tianchuan said nothing, strode through the crowd, and jumped directly onto the podium.

"Hiss" A sound of gasping for air came from the crowd.

"Oh? He still dares to go up?"

"Awesome! Ma Ma Tianchuan is indeed a figure!"

"Doesn't he think he's stronger than Wu Wu Shanshan?"

"No wonder he was once the top scholar; he's truly not cowardly, respectable!"

"Exactly, a hero in his twilight years, an old steed at the trough."

Ma Ma Tianchuan's mouth twitched.

I am a believer of the Tang Tang He Jing, one of the top three at Yu Xiang No. 1 High School, with rising momentum; how have I become yesterday's news?

"Both students prepare!" The male teacher shouted loudly.

Ma Ma Tianchuan came to his senses and looked at Lu Ran nearby: "Brother Lu, don't you want to rest a bit?"

Lu Ran spun his blade: "I can't wait to spar with you."

Ma Ma Tianchuan habitually pushed his rimless glasses: "Our battle has indeed been delayed for over half a year."

Lu Ran raised an eyebrow slightly: "It seems you are quite confident?"

"I dare not." Ma Ma Tianchuan shook his head.

Half a year ago, Ma Ma Tianchuan would certainly have been confident, but now, he has recognized the situation.

Ma Ma Tianchuan pulled two daggers from his waist, his expression becoming serious:

"I dare not claim victory, but I will do my utmost."

Lu Ran bent his legs slightly: "Come!"

The two stared intently at each other; the great battle was about to break out.

The male teacher, with a whistle in his mouth, mumbled: "Have you two finished chatting? Can I blow the whistle?"

Lu Ran: "."

Ma Ma Tianchuan: "."

"Whoosh—"

A sneak attack?

The male teacher suddenly blew the whistle.

Lu Ran reacted incredibly fast; mist surged beneath his feet as he lunged forward.

A ferocious mask rapidly appeared on Ma Ma Tianchuan's face.

(End of this chapter)