Chapter 300: A Mouth Dipped in Poison

"Oh? Does Young Lady He also have such refined interests, watching the battle here?"

From halfway up the mountain came a man's teasing voice.

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

There, standing atop the treetop, was a young woman.

She had a slender figure and wore a magnificent green long dress, quite ancient in style.

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

"Xu Xing, call her Senior Sister."

The woman lowered her head to look at the smiling young man and spoke softly.

The young man named Xu Xing couldn't help but laugh aloud: "We're the same age."

He leaped upward, scrambling up the big tree in a few quick moves.

The treetop swayed left and right, yet the woman in the green dress remained perfectly still.

Clearly, she wasn't truly standing there, but hovering in place.

Xu Xing climbed to a position seven or eight meters up, stood on a branch, and gazed toward Arena No. 46 in the distance:

"My dorm buddies just texted me, saying the Great Summer Prodigy has arrived and is clashing with Zhao Zhao Zhenren."

"Who does Young Lady He favor more?"

He He Yingcai ignored the young man's teasing form of address and said softly: "Zhao Zhao Zhenren."

Xu Xing: "Oh?"

He He Yingcai sighed softly: "Lu Xuedi Brother Lu is indeed shocking to the world, but his ability to slay a River Realm Demon Lord was also due to the assistance of human elders."

"Moreover, the Evil Dog Clan lacks defensive techniques."

Xu Xing nodded: "True, the Evil Dog Clan has no defensive means, giving us humans a chance to overcome strength with weakness."

"Zhao Zhao Zhenren is far stronger than a dog."

"I'm afraid Lu Xuedi Brother Lu cannot even break through his defense."

"Mm." He He Yingcai nodded gently; she was not merely a spectator.

She had already placed herself in Lu Ran's perspective, regressing her own cultivation realm to the fourth or fifth stage of the River Realm.

Under such circumstances, how could one defeat the opponent?

It was too difficult.

The gap in cultivation realms was like a chasm, lying between the two sides, impossible to cross.

Without exaggeration, defense alone had completely blocked the path of overcoming a superior with an inferior force.

What made it even more troublesome for her was that Zhao Zhao Zhenren possessed not only the River Realm's Tong Yong Ji Fa: Water Flow Armor.

The Wusengyi Sect also possessed the Dharma-Protecting Golden Body!

Let alone a River Realm believer; even if He He Yingcai personally entered the fray, her cultivation realm crushing Zhao Zhao Zhenren's, she still could not break open Zhao Zhao Zhenren's Golden Body with brute force.

The deity Wu Seng did not ascend to the throne of a First-Rank God without reason!

Wu Seng believers were not just iron buckets; they were iron buckets with spikes.

Protected by their Golden Bodies, their offensive power was explosively fierce.

The Wusengyi Sect placed great emphasis on martial arts training; every believer possessed unparalleled combat skills!

Fighting such a believer, a frontal assault would hardly yield remarkable results.

One could only win through wisdom.

"Only win through wisdom..."

He He Yingcai murmured in her heart, recalling the techniques possessed by the Xianyangyi Sect.

Counting them carefully, she truly did not know what Lu Ran could use to win.

Could it be that he would use Yong Shen Fa: Immortal Pupil?

Not to mention whether Zhao Zhao Zhenren would feel fear; even taking a huge leap of logic, even if Zhao Zhao Zhenren were truly afraid, he still had methods of purification.

The Wusengyi Sect was so strong it made one's heart tremble!

Not only were they an iron bucket in terms of physical body, they also did not suffer from spiritual attacks!

What was to be done?

"Sigh," He He Yingcai couldn't help but let out a sigh.

After much thought, only one sentence remained in her heart: "Prodigy Lu is a bit too young and impetuous."

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

As Zhao Zhao Zhenren entered, the spectators surrounding Arena No. 46 frantically retreated backward.

When a River Realm expert made a move, it was no joking matter.

A single attack could blast many people into pieces!

Jiangjiang Ruyi flew high into the air, her eyes filled with worry as she looked at Lu Ran on the field.

When Lu Ran arrived, she had felt relieved and delighted.

However, now that matters had developed to this point, Jiangjiang Ruyi's heart was filled with self-blame.

A River Realm Wu Seng believer—how could one fight this?

Even if fighting other River Realm believers... no, it still couldn't be fought.

Everything boiled down to four words: Water Flow Armor.

"Whoosh~"

Zhao Zhao Zhenren casually reached out and gripped a dark bronze copper staff.

Wu Seng Shen Fa: Ancient Bronze Staff!

Zhao Zhao Zhenren stood in the arena, his face grim: "Lu Lu Tianjiao, I know you still have to go to the battlefield on the fifteenth of the eighth month."

"As your senior, I will show mercy."

As he spoke, Zhao Zhao Zhenren's gaze swept across the entire field; wherever his eyes landed, the students retreated further back one after another.

The majesty of a Jiang Jing was terrifying indeed.

After scanning everyone present, Zhao Zhao Zhenren spoke again: "If Lu Lu Tianjiao cannot withstand it, he may also voluntarily admit defeat."

"As a senior, I possess enough magnanimity for this; I will not hold past grudges against you."

From the woods outside the arena came waves of hushed discussion:

"The art of language."

"Calling him 'Lu Tianjiao' again and again, constantly emphasizing Lu Ran's status, only to ask the Lu Tianjiao to surrender?"

"Truly hiding needles within cotton."

"To be honest, God Ran is a bit rash; saying a few words would have been enough, but he insisted on forcing the issue, and now he has backed himself into a dead end."

"Stop your BB; if your girlfriend were being pestered relentlessly, could you swallow that insult?"

"What choice do you have if you don't swallow it? Getting beaten up would be even more humiliating, wouldn't it?"

Many people present understood Zhao Zhao Zhenren's words.

However, under the intimidation of the Jiang Jing, only quiet murmurs came from outside the arena.

"Baa."

Very abruptly, Lu Ran emitted a faint bleat like a sheep.

The master's demeanor that Zhao Zhao Zhenren had struggled to maintain vanished completely in that instant.

His previously grim expression revealed a hint of ferocity!

Stop when enough is enough?

A friendly spar?

Ridiculous!

With a single sheep bleat, Lu Ran fanned the flames, directly exposing Zhao Zhao Zhenren's true colors.

"Hiss—"

The next moment, layers of golden qi waves radiated outward from beneath Zhao Zhao Zhenren's feet.

Wu Seng Shen Fa · Solemn Golden Wind!

This was a purification-type technique.

Within the area swept by the golden qi waves, all despicable methods of demons and evil spirits would be purged without exception!

Zhao Zhao Zhenren's state immediately returned to normal, yet a strange smile appeared on his face:

"Is Lu Lu Tianjiao so arrogant that he leaves himself no way out?

If I were blinded by your cry and struck with heavy force, what would you do then?"

Lu Ran's sheep bleat was very soft; most of the audience could not hear it.

Zhao Zhao Zhenren's voice, however, was loud, as if making a public declaration to absolve himself of responsibility in advance.

"Heh." Lu Ran sneered coldly. "In battle, one should use real blades and true guns; what fun is there in holding back?"

Zhao Zhao Zhenren was truly a bit stunned.

Has this kid gone mad?

Did he slay a single Jiang Jing Demon Lord and become so carried away?

Hmm, come to think of it, that makes sense.

Anyone who, at such a young age, receives the attention of the entire nation and is greeted everywhere with flowers and applause would become carried away.

"Hehehehe..." Thinking of this, Zhao Zhao Zhenren laughed.

He laughed at Lu Ran's youthful arrogance,

he laughed at how Lu Ran had been completely destroyed by excessive praise from the cheers yet remained unaware of it.

It was undeniable that Lu Ran, whether among peers of the same realm or the same age group, could be described as "unrivaled in Great Xia."

But the opponents you have defeated have always been demons and evils!

Demons with low intelligence and little tactical training!

Now you are facing me, a human believer, and furthermore, a First-Rank God's believer—a Wu Seng's believer!

Do you still intend to provoke me as you would deal with demons?

Do you really wish to die?

"Clang-clang-clang," rosy light unsheathed.

Lu Ran extended his left hand and grasped the divine weapon: "I said, fight with real blades and true guns!

I, a proud Lu Tianjiao of Great Xia, have come here for you to humor me like a child?"

Zhao Zhao Zhenren's laughter ceased, yet when he looked at Lu Ran again, a trace of mockery had appeared deep within his eyes.

"Whoosh~"

Lu Ran swept his blade across his front, stirring up strands of golden wind bundles: "I will say it once more!

I, Lu Ran, am a Lu Tianjiao of Great Xia!

Victory is victory, defeat is defeat; do I need your mercy?

I finally understand; you conjured all this golden wind just to save face for yourself, didn't you?

Stop it, you flower Monk, it's shameful."

High in the sky, Jiangjiang Ruyi's expression was one of astonishment.

Lu Ran was indeed a sharp-tongued person, but that poison-smeared little mouth of his was rarely displayed.

So today, Lu Ran has actually become enraged to this degree?

Provoking the opponent like this is clearly unwise; why do it?

"Good!"

"Those words carry spirit!"

"Yes! That's the momentum we need—draw your sword against the enemy! This is the true pride of our Great Xia!"

"Stop fucking cheering; are you trying to roast him over an open fire?"

"Every single one of you enjoys watching a funeral procession just because the coffin is big."

"Hoo~"

Zhao Zhao Zhenren stared at Lu Ran, inner fury surging upward!

The phrase "flowery monk" sounded light and airy, yet it directly pierced the delicate thoughts he harbored as a man.

Escorting a junior female student back to her dormitory?

Who doesn't know what scheme you're plotting? It's just that no one dared to expose it while Zhao Zhao Zhenren was speaking with such righteous indignation.

And coincidentally, within that very vocabulary lay the two characters "monk."

As a believer of the Wu Seng, Zhao Zhao Zhenren completely exploded!

This kid's mouth is truly poisonous!

To actually spit out those three words—it was simply tailor-made.

"Hoo~"

The golden wind beneath Zhao Zhao Zhenren's feet gradually dissipated.

You spoke so beautifully, and the entire crowd heard it; fine, I'll fucking grant your wish!

In that case, I won't paste this gold onto my own face.

Now, do you still dare to call out?

"Baa~"

Lu Ran likewise gazed at Zhao Zhao Zhenren, and from behind his mask came the sound of a sheep's bleat.

The sound was not loud, yet it entered the ears clearly.

Zhao Zhao Zhenren laughed in fury: "What a fine pride of Great Xia; you have guts!"

"Hiss—"

Mist churned beneath Lu Ran's feet, and his figure abruptly darted about:

"So much useless talk!"

Zhao Zhao Zhenren:!!!

On the treetops in the distance, He He Yingcai's eyes brightened, and she murmured:

"What a clever junior brother."

"Oh?" Xu Xing lifted his head, looking toward the woman in the green skirt.

"Hehe~" He He Yingcai's gaze was full of praise, the corners of her mouth slightly upturned.

Has the battle only just begun?

No!

While Lu Ran and Zhao Zhao Zhenren were exchanging words, the battle had already commenced!

And it was quite magnificent!

He He Yingcai put herself in their shoes, considering countless methods, yet in the end she still could not find how, with the stature of the River Realm, one could defeat a Named River Estuary Realm believer of the Wu Seng.

Zhao Zhao Zhenren almost completely crushed Lu Ran in every aspect.

Surrendering and cutting losses in time seemed to be Lu Ran's only path.

What He He Yingcai did not expect was that this method of victory had been clearly displayed before her eyes by her junior brother!

Moreover, it had been displayed for quite some time before she finally realized it.

Indeed, Lu Ran lacked the ability to break through Zhao Zhao Zhenren's defense.

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

But—

Zhao Zhao Zhenren himself could!

The offensive power of a Wu Seng believer is explosively devastating.

If Lu Ran wanted to win, he must fight with real blades and true spears; he needed Zhao Zhao Zhenren to go all out—

No wonder Lu Lu Tianjiao was so aggressive, his little mouth as if dipped in poison.

Beneath that arrogant and conceited exterior lay a heart brimming with calculation!

(End of Chapter)