"Immortal Sheep Believer?"
From behind, the voice of Senior Brother Liu was heard.
And this questioning was almost a reflection of the thoughts of the spectators.
Previously, Lu Ran had been speaking only with his blade and had not used Divine Technique.
While everyone secretly admired him, they couldn’t help but wonder which divine follower this young man in black was.
Given his overwhelming strength...
A follower of the First-class God·Martial Artist?
A follower of the First-class God·Monk?
There was no choice but to describe Lu Ran’s martial skill as shockingly extraordinary!
In the whole of Da Xia, there were many Divine Sects known for their martial prowess.
And among those whose use of weapons varied but whose disciples were unparalleled in martial arts, the preferred choices were "North Monk, South Martial Artist."
As for other powerful Divine Sects, they mostly specialized in weapons.
Of course, quite a few people believed that Lu Ran was a disciple of Second-class God Lord Beifeng.
After all, Lu Ran’s skill in Listening Wind Positioning was exactly like that of the Beifeng Sect!
However, at the mont Lu Ran released Immortal Fog under his feet, everyone was stunned!
The Martial Arts Arena, which had been surrounded tightly, suddenly fell quiet, and outside the arena there was a complete silence!
A follower of Nine-class God·Immortal Sheep!
Immortal Sheep Believer??
Given a million chances, no one would have guessed that this vigorous and fierce young man was akin to a little lam...
"Damn, he actually nodded, really an Immortal Sheep Believer?"
"Seeing ghosts..."
"Perhaps, this kid has taken vows under two gods?"
In the deadly silent Snow Forest, the sound of discussion erupted again due to Lu Ran’s nod.
And this ti, the noise was huge, filled with astonishnt and questions.
"Too tough, Lu Ran!"
Si Xianxian hurried over, her fair face flush with excitent.
Unable to contain her excitent, she reached out and gently patted Lu Ran’s cheek: "Hehe~"
Lu Ran: "..."
What kind of aggressive language was this?
Also, are you celebrating, or are you slapping ?
Well... it must be celebration.
If it were a slap, I would probably be bleeding from the mouth and scrambling for my teeth.
"Little friend, well played." Senior Brother Liu’s expression was quite complex.
Believe it or not, the reality was right here.
A North Wind Disciple of Second-class God, just like that, completely ravaged by a follower of Immortal Sheep, sent sprawling and fleeing in disarray!
The issue also arose:
This place is Beifeng City, right at the feet of a divine being!
This was sowhat inappropriate.
Senior Brother Liu continued to speak, his tone grave: "Little friend, the fight just ended, so actions were unnecessary, right?"
Lu Ran frowned and looked at the young man: "It was entirely necessary.
Bu Qingfeng kept being aggressive and bullying others because of his power. I had to make my stance clear."
Senior Brother Liu’s face darkened: "You..."
"You what you." From a distance ca the cold voice of Senior Sister Yan, "Be thankful that he showed rcy."
Senior Brother Liu opened his mouth, hesitated again and again, but ultimately sighed.
Senior Sister Yan stepped forward and instructed: "Go, bring Bu Qingfeng back."
"Yes." Senior Brother Liu followed the order and left.
It seed that although both parties were strong individuals of the sa class, within the Divine Sect, did Senior Sister Yan hold a higher position?
Senior Sister Yan scrutinized Lu Ran and muttered: "Immortal Sheep Believer..."
"The competition has already ended, we shall take our leave now." Lu Ran nodded.
Before Lu Ran could take a step, he heard the other party speak: "Stop."
"What do you want?" Si Xianxian asked in a bad tone, looking at the young woman.
It must be said, the disciples of the Beifeng Sect really knew how to ignore others.
Senior Sister Yan ignored Si Xianxian, instead fixing her gaze on Lu Ran:
"I see that the Immortal Sheep Believer is exceptionally skilled, I’d like to learn a thing or two."
Si Xianxian raised her eyebrows: "You guys, never-ending, aren’t you?"
"Heh." Senior Sister Yan was straightforward, "In this Beifeng City, when a North Wind disciple gets handled like this,
I can’t just stand by as his sister."
"Alright!" Si Xianxian suddenly changed her mind, "Then as his sister, I can’t stand by either!
Let’s do this!
Quick, quick, I can’t wait!"
Lu Ran was speechless, pulling Si Xianxian behind him.
After glaring at Si Xianxian, he then looked at the Yan woman: "You seem very strong."
This young woman had a complexion clear as ice and fittingly matched the snow-covered world around her.
The North Wind disciples all wore white martial attire, but she was draped in a majestic snow-colored cape, imposing and awe-inspiring.
She was like a great sword standing upright in a world of ice and snow...
Her cold aura was chilling and her presence commanding!
Senior Sister Yan’s deep black eyes looked directly at Lu Ran, her thin lips slightly parting: "You’re not bad either."
Lu Ran guessed: "Are you at River Realm Fifth Stage?"
Senior Sister Yan gracefully introduced herself: "North Wind Believer Yan Shuangzi, River Realm Fifth Stage, co on."
Lu Ran shook his head: "No, can’t fight, I’ve been restricted."
Yan Shuangzi: "What?"
Lu Ran thought for a mont and responded: "Strictly speaking, I’m not qualified for a sparring match."
Yan Shuangzi: "Why not?"
Lu Ran shrugged: "I don’t have Waterflow Armor."
This response truly surprised Yan Shuangzi.
Waterflow Armor was a common Divine Technique among believers and was not considered particularly profound.
Given the imnse talent Lu Ran had just displayed, it was impossible for him not to have mastered this technique.
Thus, this kind of excuse was indeed laughable.
Yan Shuangzi’s expression turned cold, she said lightly: "Are you scared?"
Lu Ran spoke: "That Bu Qingfeng kept overstepping the bounds, forcing to take action.
Swordfighting is perilous, and I took a great risk.
Under normal circumstances, I shouldn’t engage in sparring matches."
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