Yan Shuangzi’s voice grew increasingly icy, "Why?"
Si Xianxian replied impatiently, "Haven’t I told you already? Lu Ran doesn’t have the Waterflow Armor!"
Yan Shuangzi felt the absurdity of it all, finding it ridiculous to the extre.
Her voice, colder than ever, made the already chilly winter day feel even colder, "Why not learn?"
This question didn’t seem to annoy Si Xianxian.
Instead, she seed to think of sothing amusing and wore a bizarre smile as she looked at Lu Ran, "Because he can’t learn it, that’s why!"
Lu Ran nodded, "Indeed, I can’t learn it; I am of the Stream Realm·Fifth Rank."
Yan Shuangzi: ?
Lu Ran watched as her icy expression turned into one of utter astonishnt.
"Pfft... Haha~" Si Xianxian finally couldn’t hold back her laughter.
Yan Shuangzi’s expression also beca more and more fascinating.
All of a sudden, she realized what Lu Ran had ant by "looping."
She was of the River Realm·Fifth Rank, while Lu Ran was of the Stream Realm·Fifth Rank.
That was a whole major realm difference!
Could it be that this kid was actually of the Stream Realm·Fifth Rank?
Could it be possible?
An Immortal Sheep Believer of the Stream Realm Fifth Rank killing a North Wind Believer of River Realm·First Rank so effortlessly that they’d cry for their fathers?
Maybe if it were the other way around, so might believe it.
Yan Shuangzi saw it all very clearly; this youth had defeated Bu Qingfeng in just one exchange.
That fierce slash had set the tone for the entire fight.
The bouts that followed, in Yan Shuangzi’s eyes, were not really fights at all.
It was domination, trampling over the other.
It was Lu Ran’s unilateral, seemingly effortless crushing!
It was precisely because this bout had deviated from a regular friendly match that Yan Shuangzi had stepped forward to challenge him.
After all, this was Beifeng City, under the very feet of the divine entity.
From her standpoint, if she simply overlooked this, how could she answer to her own deity?
However, Lu Ran’s "I am of the Stream Realm Fifth Rank" silenced Yan Shuangzi entirely.
Firstly, Yan Shuangzi had her own pride, which did not tolerate the bullying of the weak.
Secondly, Bu Qingfeng, as a North Wind Believer of the River Realm, had been defeated by a re Stream Realm lamb...
Who would have the face to help him take his revenge?
"Stream, Stream Realm?"
"No way... Seriously?! Ah?"
"This is simply too bizarre! Where did he spring from..."
"Damn it! This is too ferocious; I’m going back to bed."
Although Lu Ran and his group were not speaking loudly, the surrounding spectators, mostly North Wind Disciples who possessed keen hearing, overheard the conversation.
That statent "I am of the Stream Realm Fifth Rank," which muted Yan Shuangzi, caused an uproar in the Snow Forest.
"Excuse ." Lu Ran nodded slightly to Yan Shuangzi, intending to leave this place of trouble.
So I’ve hit soone and now I’m making a run for it!
Now you must believe I’m an Immortal Sheep Believer, right?
Even though "hitting soone" doesn’t quite fit with the deanor of the Immortal Sheep Sect, running does!
Zoom~
"Let’s go." Without waiting for a response, Lu Ran quickly left the scene with Si Xianxian.
And there stood Yan Shuangzi, originally like ivory and jade, but now her frozen posture made her seem even more like a sculpture of ice and snow.
Lu Ran had no interest in lingering, yet he had just taken a few steps when he heard an icy voice co from behind:
"Kneel."
Lu Ran’s expression instantly darkened as he turned to look back.
However, he had misunderstood.
He saw Senior Brother Liu, holding Bu Qingfeng, arriving from the sky and landing before Yan Shuangzi.
The woman’s command to "kneel" was, of course, directed at Bu Qingfeng.
"Senior Sister Yan, I..." Bu Qingfeng stamred, his face flushed with embarrassnt.
Just on the battlefield, Bu Qingfeng had been terrified by Lu Ran’s decisive and fierce offense and dreadful presence.
And under the effect of Divine Technique·Immortal Pupil, the fear in Bu Qingfeng’s heart went out of control and completely crumbled.
What could a person whose spirit and will have been shattered still hold on to?
Pride? Dignity? Life?
Everything Bu Qingfeng possessed was at Lu Ran’s demand.
The Divine Technique of the Immortal Sheep Sect wasn’t just for show.
When Immortal Sheep Believers stopped avoiding combat and instead initiated it, the world would eventually realize just how terrifying these fellows could be!
When Bu Qingfeng eventually escaped the scene and began to recover, his heart was full of sha and rage!
Yet, he dared not return.
The arrogance he once carried had been thoroughly extinguished.
He simply had no courage to face that strange and powerful black-clothed youth again...
As Bu Qingfeng stood hesitating, becoming more and more bewildered, Senior Brother Liu ca and flew him back without a word.
Bu Qingfeng dared not resist.
But then, returning to the Martial Arts Arena was akin to a public execution, wasn’t it?
What Bu Qingfeng did not expect was...
When he was taken before Yan Shuangzi, she simply said one thing: "Kneel."
"Wow," Si Xianxian whispered in admiration, looking towards the imposing Yan Shuangzi, "I like this move; I will use it too in the future."
Lu Ran: "..."
"Can’t you hear?" From a distance, Yan Shuangzi’s voice was cold, "I told you to kneel."
With his head hung low, Bu Qingfeng’s knees buckled, and he submitted to his powerful Senior Sister.
Yan Shuangzi: "You should know where to kneel."
Bu Qingfeng, already in a daze, only then realized and imdiately turned towards the direction of the deity’s statue.
Yan Shuangzi, looking down at Bu Qingfeng with a cold expression and a hint of disdain in her eyes, said:
"Think carefully about why this fight started."
"Because, because that person was disrespectful to the deity, I, uh..." Bu Qingfeng stuttered, but he suddenly heard Senior Sister Yan sigh.
From her long sigh, one could tell she was suppressing her emotions.
Bu Qingfeng shrank back, not daring to speak further, and hung his head even lower.
Yan Shuangzi finally spoke coldly: "Think again about how you lost this fight."
Bu Qingfeng, now cautious, simply listened to the command, not daring to answer.
Yan Shuangzi turned away to leave: "Whenever you understand, that’s when you may rise."
"Yes," Bu Qingfeng answered softly.
From a distance, Lu Ran watched as Yan Shuangzi walked towards them, and he imdiately pulled Si Xianxian away.
Darn, I shouldn’t stick around to watch; it’s ti to leave.
"Lu Ran." Sure enough, Yan Shuangzi’s voice ca from behind.
Lu Ran paused mid-step, looking towards the woman, "Do you really need to fight to take back face?"
However, Yan Shuangzi shook her head, "When you declared you were of the Stream Realm Fifth Rank, everything beca unnecessary.
All responsibility and consequences should be borne by Bu Qingfeng himself."
Lu Ran couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow slightly.
This girl, isn’t she sothing?
"Care to have a cup of tea with ?" Yan Shuangzi approached Lu Ran.
Lu Ran: "Tea?"
Yan Shuangzi spoke very directly, "You are absurdly strong; how could I not have a cup of tea and chat with you?"
Lu Ran seed to be influenced by her style and blurted out, "A feast at Hongn, perhaps?"
"This is Beifeng City." Yan Shuangzi laughed, "If I wanted to deceive you, why would I need to change locations?"
Lu Ran: "..."
Yan Shuangzi walked past Lu Ran, "You should leave on your own, otherwise, you might attract even more trouble."
Lu Ran imdiately understood her implication and quickly scanned his surroundings.
They were completely surrounded, with nurous North Wind Believers.
With ample numbers, naturally, there would be those with different thoughts and reactions.
Even with reason, as a counterattacker, Lu Ran had straightened out a North Wind Disciple in the territory of the Beifeng Sect.
"They’re used to getting away with too much!" Si Xianxian suddenly beca unhappy.
Her aggressive eyes swept over each face:
"I’d like to see who dares... huh?"
"Let’s go." Lu Ran, holding on to Si Xianxian, quickly followed Yan Shuangzi’s strides.
Si Xianxian was not pleased, "Where did that boldness from before go?
Why have you turned into such a wimp again?"
"Barefaced lies." Lu Ran, gripping Si Xianxian’s arm, unceremoniously brought her along, "Aren’t I being bold with you now?"
Si Xianxian: "..."
You really have no sha!
...
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