Chapter 104: One Hand Suppresses Na Lan Yanran

Heijiao Yu's first sect, the Thunder Sect's sect master, Xiao Li

This is the information Hai Bo Dong revealed to them.

Jia Xing Tian and Fa Ma and others stared at each other, Heijiao Yu? You're not kidding?

What kind of place is Heijiao Yu, a synonym for chaos, where there are more Fighting Emperors than the Jia Ma Empire, apparently also several Fighting Sects, and Xiao Li is the top there?

Glancing at Xiao Ding beside him, Jia Xing Tian felt a cold bead of sweat on his forehead; no wonder Xiao Ding was reluctant to go and call, it turns out Xiao Li has already reached this level, this Thunder Sect is probably far stronger than the Cloud Mist Sect.

Meanwhile, on the main seat, the Cloud Mist Sect members also learned the news; Yun Leng immediately decided to abandon the capture of Xiao Yan, for a Mo Family that offended the ten flying ones on the viewing platform? Don't joke.

But they dare not provoke the Xiao family again; Xiao Li will not let them off, the current Cloud Mist Sect surely already has people from the Soul Hall, taking advantage of the early stage without patches, they naturally want to eliminate the threat early.

At this moment on the arena, Na Lan Yanran and Xiao Yan locked eyes, her heart already hesitating.

"Xiao Yan, those are all members of your Xiao family?"

Xiao Yan was too lazy to explain to this woman; he just wanted to end this farce quickly, then return to Canaan Academy to engage the Falling Heart Flame.

"I'm here for the appointment, cut the nonsense, I have other matters."

Looking at Xiao Yan's indifferent face and his detached words, Na Lan Yanran clenched her silver teeth, damn it, does he look down on her like this?

I, Na Lan Yanran, will crush your pride today!

After another half‑year of arduous cultivation, plus the Purple Heart Barrier‑Breaking Pill, the current Na Lan Yanran is far different from before.

"Na Lan Yanran, Three‑Star Great Fighter!"

"Xiao Yan, Five‑Star Fighting Spirit!"

The detached words were like a sharp sword, shattering Na Lan Yanran's last hope and breaking the silence on the viewing platform.

Five‑Star Fighting Spirit? Is this the so‑called peak battle of the younger generation of the Jia Ma Empire? Isn't this pure crushing?

The people on the viewing platform were shocked, astonished, unable to believe it, but when Xiao Yan released a powerful Fighting Spirit aura, all sounds vanished, leaving only gasps of cold breath.

"A sixteen‑year‑old Five‑Star Fighting Spirit, terrifying as this!"

With the aid of the Heavenly Fire Qi Refining Tower, even while practicing ground‑step combat techniques and footwork, Xiao Yan still managed to cross several steps in a year; from the start, the two's talents were on different levels.

In the original work, Xiao Yan was an eleven‑year‑old Fighter, while Na Lan Yanran was fifteen when she withdrew from marriage and was only a Three‑Star Fighter; such a talent gap already doomed Na Lan Yanran's sorrow.

Na Lan Yanran's hand gripping the long sword trembled, her chest rose and fell violently.

"Come, fight!"

The difficult two words slipped out; Na Lan Yanran had persisted for three years, even though she knew she could never match Xiao Yan, she still wanted a fight.

Under the blazing sun, the woman untied her hairband, her black silk hair cascaded down, exuding an ethereal, lively aura; the moving scene made countless admirers' hearts race even faster.

"Xiao Yan, receive my move properly!"

In the arena, as her black silk hair fell, Na Lan Yanran's eyes slowly closed; moments later she suddenly opened them, her head of black hair rose without wind, the long hair fluttered, and as the hair swayed, her body, without any propelling force or wings, began to levitate upward.

Above the main seat, Yun Yun, who had been motionless, suddenly widened his eyes and shouted hoarsely:

"Burning fighting Qi, Yanran this child, truly maddened; after this strike, she'll probably make no progress for three months and her combat power will sharply decline."

As Na Lan Yanran's form slowly rose, the energy around her erupted like boiling water at that moment, forming concentric pale‑blue material ripples that continuously spread outward from her body.

The long sword moved slowly upward, finally slanting toward Xiao Yan on the plaza below; at a certain moment the sword trembled, and the sunlight above the sky suddenly converged toward the sword's direction, in an instant the sword blazed with intense, dazzling light, like a second sun in the sky.

Facing this earth‑shattering momentum, Xiao Yan's expression remained as calm as a still well; apart from his opening two sentences, the battle seemed to hold no interest for him at all.

Her beautiful eyes stared straight at the tall youth below; Na Lan Yanran inhaled deeply, her jade hand gripping the now extremely heavy long sword, moving at a pace so slow it was barely perceptible, and as the sword moved, the spreading energy ripples grew ever more intense.

"Dare underestimate me, even if you are a Fighting Spirit, I will make you pay!"

Above the sky, the moving long sword suddenly halted; Na Lan Yanran clenched her teeth, both hands gripping the constantly leaping sword, the terrifying energy it contained already made it hard for her to control.

At a certain moment, when the energy on the sword reached its peak, Na Lan Yanran finally ceased restraining herself, her pretty face solemn, and with a crisp shout, the already dazzling sunlight on the sword surged again; for an instant the sword's brilliance eclipsed the scorching sun's light in the sky!

"Wind's Extreme: Sunset Radiance!"

In the sky, the fierce shout rang out, the terrifying energy wave finally roared, a sharp sword qi descended from the heavens like a rain, bombarding Xiao Yan; the hard floor, under that sword qi's pressure, cracked into fissures that spread to the far end of the plaza.

Feeling the terrifying sword qi from the sky, those Cloud Mist Sect disciples hurriedly raised their hands, a surge of fighting Qi rose from within them, eventually coalescing into a massive energy shield covering almost the entire plaza, thereby escaping the pressure caused by the skyward sword qi.

A flicker of movement flashed in Xiao Yan's eyes as he slowly raised his right hand, where blue‑green flames danced.

He looked up lightly at the blinding light expanding in his pupil, a streak of light like a meteor, like a lightning scorching sun sword, and Xiao Yan's right hand reached for it.

Under countless tense gazes on the plaza, the dazzling white light illuminated the whole arena; after a brief glare, the scene left everyone stunned.

On the plaza, aside from where Xiao Yan stood, hardly any intact stone slab could be found; such terrifying power, yet…

It turned into a speck of light on Xiao Yan's right hand.

Indeed, Xiao Yan, barehanded, caught Na Lan Yanran's full‑force attack.

"You have lost, the broken marriage arrangement of those years ends here."

At this moment Na Lan Yanran had already fallen from the sky, lying dazed on the ground, the stone slabs beneath her shattered.

"I… have lost, three years for a sword, ending with a single suppressing strike, I, have lost…"

(End of Chapter)