Chapter 611: The Opera Singer

Is it important?

Wu Xiao listened to the response, looking at the imperial-robed young man who had caught the petal with his blade.

Indeed, it was not important.

"Heh." Wu Xiao nodded with a smile.

The laughter reached Liuhuo's ears, and her heart became increasingly sorrowful.

Yes, nothing was important.

For three years, he had never cared about anything.

Instead, today, seeing this strange imperial-robed young man for the first time, it caused Wu Xiao's emotions to fluctuate violently.

It was as if he had finally found the end of his journey.

The world was vast, and he had finally found a place to belong.

"Come!" Wu Xiao shouted, collapsing the ground beneath his feet and thrusting at Lu Ran.

Lu Ran met him with his blade, releasing divine power to wrap around the Eight Desolations Blade, slashing fiercely toward the spear tip.

For a time, the crisp sound of steel clashing was dense and incessant.

The silver-white figure was erratic, but the spear technique was open and close.

The black-gold figure was like a ghost, the blade technique sharp, yet revealing a hint of dominance.

One black and one silver figure fought fiercely, coming and going.

It was mesmerizing to watch.

And it made Jiang Ruyi secretly marvel.

Someone who could purely spar with Lu Ran without falling into a disadvantage was naturally a dragon among men!

To this day, Lu Ran had long since been reborn.

His speed, his strength, including the presence he used to crush the masses, were not things an ordinary person could resist!

Facts proved that Wu Xiao also couldn't quite hold on!

Believers in the world were either agile in movement or astonishing in strength.

Like Lu Ran, who combined speed and strength perfectly...

How were others supposed to live?

"Eee-eee-eee~~~"

Just as Deng Yuxiang was staring intently, intoxicated by Lu Ran's heroic posture, she suddenly heard a high-pitched, clear voice.

Vocalizing?

The unique sound was very much like the vocalizing practice of traditional opera performers.

Wu Sheng Divine Technique: Opera Soul Tone!

The unique high-pitched tone could make all living beings around tremble in body and soul.

Hands shaking, heart even more panicked!

The Wu Sheng faction had three treasures:

First, the precision defense technique: Pear Garden Heart; second, the battle roar technique: Opera Soul Tone; third, the eerie movement technique: Swallow Feather Turn.

Just these three most basic Divine Techniques could make a Wu Sheng disciple stand invincible when facing the vast majority of enemies!

Wu Xiao realized he had fallen into a disadvantage and immediately unleashed the high-pitched tone.

However...

The imperial-robed young man showed no abnormality, his blade technique still fierce.

Every strike was aimed at vital points, attempting to break armor, slashing and smashing again and again, trying to shatter the spear!

"Ding!!"

An unusually ear-piercing sound rang out suddenly.

Blade and spear collided; the imperial-robed young man stood firm, the silver-clad young man drifted backward.

"Friend," Wu Xiao stared at the unflappable opponent, muttering in his heart, "You gave me too much hope.

Promise me, continue..."

Lu Ran raised his eyebrows slightly, unusually not pressing forward.

He sensed that the flags floating behind the opponent had terrifying energy fluctuations.

Coupled with the opponent's meaningful gaze...

"Burn!"

Wu Xiao suddenly reached behind him, grabbed a floating flag, and threw it forward fiercely.

The white-bottomed, blue-patterned flag actually rumbled!

Fierce flames surged in all directions.

Wu Sheng Divine Technique: Fierce Fire Burning Camp Order!

"Boom boom boom!!"

The explosion was deafening!

With the flag as the center point, within a radius of 250 meters, endless flames surged.

Wu Xiao stared at Lu Ran, witnessing him being swallowed by the sea of fire.

The Wu Sheng faction had three types of flags:

One was the Thunder Array Breaking Order, the second was the Fierce Fire Burning Camp Order, and the third was the Swift Wind Pulling Stronghold Order.

Among the three types of flags, the one with the fiercest output was the second flag!

Although the Thunder Array Breaking Order would summon falling lightning, dense and numerous, enemies in the array at least had a chance to breathe and try to dodge.

The Fierce Fire Burning Camp Order was completely different; the output was omnidirectional and had no blind spots.

Once activated, it burned the heavens and scorched the earth!

Wu Xiao stood in place, letting his body be swallowed by the sea of fire, the flag still floating behind him protecting its master from being burned by the flames.

He was waiting.

Waiting for the imperial-robed young man's attack.

Even if it was just an angry curse.

"Hum~"

The Black Iron Spear vibrated lightly, and Wu Xiao's expression changed.

A flash of surprise crossed his eyes, his heart becoming increasingly excited and restless.

Is the imperial-robed young man really unscathed?

High-speed movement?

Or instantaneous movement?

"Hoo~"

A flag behind Wu Xiao fluttered, absorbing the flames between heaven and earth.

The scene was incredibly shocking!

The raging flames surged over, all collected into that one small flag.

There were no more flames permeating the field, only the scorched earth.

Two or three hundred meters away, the imperial-robed young man stood quietly.

A few meters in front of him was a patch of scorched earth.

Surrounding him were flower bushes still in bloom, colorful and gorgeous.

"So, Brother Lu is a Spear Decay disciple." Wu Xiao thought of the Spear Decay faction's techniques and slowly replenished the flags behind him.

Spear Decay Divine Technique: Lingering Cloud Ambition, doesn't eat mental damage.

Spear Decay Divine Technique: Piercing Cloud Shadow, can travel instantaneously.

Although it wasn't clear why the imperial-robed young man used a blade, and why he possessed such strength and speed, the Spear Decay faction was already the most reasonable explanation.

The contradiction was that the imperial-robed young man's temperament didn't seem like he was a disciple of that old geezer Spear Decay.

More like he was carefully trained by the First-Rank Evil God: Evil Spear Emperor?

"Ruining the scenery." From afar, three words came.

"What?" Wu Xiao was astonished, thinking he had misheard.

He saw the imperial-robed young man reach down with his blade and lightly flick a flower that was stubbornly surviving at the boundary between the scorched earth and the flower bushes.

Wu Xiao realized he hadn't misheard.

Within a radius of five hundred meters, everything had been burned to the ground.

It was completely out of place with the flower-filled Thousand Flower Ridge.

Wu Xiao smiled: "Brother Lu likes flowers and plants?"

Lu Ran looked at the opponent: "The way the petals drift away is very much like you."

Wu Xiao was stunned.

If it were another opponent, Wu Xiao would think the other party was talking about the Divine Technique: Swallow Feather Turn, describing his specific performance on the battlefield.

But facing this young emperor...

Coupled with the various things Lu Ran had said before the battle started.

Wu Xiao thought the other party was talking about him as a person.

It was describing his life journey in Holy Lingshan.

Suddenly, a scene flashed through his mind.

Wu Xiao suddenly remembered that just now, when he asked what kind of believer the other party was, the imperial-robed young man had quietly drawn his blade and caught a drifting petal with the tip.

Was that a metaphor?

Wu Xiao looked at the imperial-robed young man and gripped the Black Iron Spear silently.

He would not let down the Divine Weapon: Black Iron Spear.

This long spear that had accompanied him since high school was the only thing Wu Xiao cared about even slightly.

The only bit of responsibility he had was given to it.

The divine weapon sword at his waist was just something he obtained in Holy Lingshan, or rather, it was a divine weapon sword that had taken the initiative to follow him.

Just like Liuhuo.

Silently, carefully following.

Couldn't be driven away.

In this battle, Wu Xiao couldn't hold back.

Either win, or perish together with the Black Iron Spear.

But the imperial-robed young man...

He wanted to shatter his Black Iron Spear, seize the divine weapon domain, and he also wanted him as a person?

Wasn't that a bit too domineering?

"Swish!" Another flag flew out from behind Wu Xiao.

This time, he didn't speak, but killed his way toward the imperial-robed young man along with the flag.

Unexpectedly, Lu Ran also killed his way up.

As if he wanted to fix the battlefield within the scorched earth range, no longer harming the flower bushes.

"Hoo!!"

The flag fluttered, and a gale rose.

Bolts of small tornadoes scattered, their paths erratic.

Wu Sheng Divine Technique: Swift Wind Pulling Stronghold Order!

In this special battlefield environment, the Wu Sheng faction's eerie movement technique could be utilized to the extreme.

Wu Xiao didn't disappoint.

The silver-white human figure drifted erratically amidst the raging tornadoes.

But his target was certain—Lu Ran!

Lu Ran suddenly stood still; in front of him, a small tornado whistled past.

Amidst the raging wind, a figure suddenly arrived with the wind, the heavy long spear thrusting directly at Lu Ran's face.

"Hm?" Lu Ran's pupils shrank slightly.

The silver-white figure attacking from the wind had a black face!

And a black aura permeated his body.

This was the Wu Sheng faction's River Estuary Realm ultimate move: Dual Hero Face Mask!

The black face represented bravery and fierceness.

It also meant that at this moment, Wu Xiao's strength attribute was maxed out, and every ordinary output carried a terrifying tearing effect.

"Waa-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya!"

The unique tone in Wu Xiao's mouth was extremely imposing, enough to make one's heart tremble!

If the heavy Black Iron Spear grazed Lu Ran's body, it would definitely tear his water flow armor.

"Finally going to get serious?"

Lu Ran tilted his head violently and retreated to the side, naturally not daring to meet force with force.

This was an ultimate move!

Wu Xiao didn't land at all; with the help of the tornado, he turned a large circle along the wind waves and thrust his spear at Lu Ran again.

This time, both his feet landed!

"Hoo!!"

Eerily, Lu Ran faintly heard the sound of gongs and drums.

A semi-transparent barrier was opened!

Wu Sheng faction Sea Realm ultimate move: Gong Sound Settles the Universe!

Within the barrier, Lu Ran and Wu Xiao were both "opera singers," and all of Lu Ran's movements and techniques, in Wu Xiao's eyes, looked like slow-motion replays...

The flow of time hadn't changed.

It was just that Wu Xiao's personal reaction speed had changed.

At this moment, Lu Ran was truly at a disadvantage in front of Wu Xiao!

All along, the Evil Dog Evil Technique: Evil Agility had made Lu Ran incredibly agile, his movement rate astonishingly fast.

But within the barrier, no matter how agile Lu Ran's movements were, they were slow in Wu Xiao's eyes!

"Waa-ya-ya-ya-ya!!"

The soul-shaking gong sound, the intense and dense drum beats.

And that imposing roar, like a mountain collapsing and the sea overturning, pressed toward Lu Ran in the array.

Lu Ran dodged continuously, every step a heart-pounding one!

Back in Rain Alley City, on the night the Sea Realm Demon Monarch: Yin Yin Yin Hua Dan descended, he couldn't understand the battle between the Wu Sheng disciple and the Yin Yin Yin Hua Dan above the night sky at all.

Now, Lu Ran understood everything.

"Hoo!!"

Three small tornadoes crossed, and the black-faced silver shadow killed his way out!

It was at this moment that Lu Ran stepped on the ground!

"Zzz~ Zzz!"

After the war stomp, endless electricity splashed out.

Wu Xiao's expression changed abruptly!

The Spear Decay disciple he recognized had actually unleashed a Cloud-East Divine Technique?

This...?

In Wu Xiao's eyes, Lu Ran's movements were slow after all.

Wu Xiao had enough time to react; his charging figure stopped abruptly, drifting toward the side-rear like a light swallow feather with the wind.

"Hoo!!"

The imperial-robed young man tilted his body slightly, letting the storm sweep past in front of him, stirring the black-gold imperial robe to flutter.

His gaze kept following the figure flickering in the wind, his legs slightly bent, and he casually twirled his blade: "There's already someone dancing with a sword at home."

I'm actually missing an opera singer..."

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 612 =====