Fights Break Sphere: I am not Xiao Yan

Chapter 14 Nalan
"Okay, you go down first."

"Eh."

Xun Er frowned, feeling a headache. I asked you, the Dou Huang, to investigate, and this is the result.

He was obviously capable enough to dominate the Gama Empire, but he couldn't even see through a ten-year-old boy. What could she say?
That is of course--

As expected~ Even if he is a Dou Huang, he is no different from a waste in front of Brother Xiao Yan!

"Hum~"

The depressed mood just now took a turn for the worse again.

"Miss…"

Ling Ying, whose body was gradually disintegrating, suddenly stopped moving and asked tentatively: "Since he is so special, do you want me to inform the tribe..."

Yes, he is a Dou Huang. He can't see through a Dou Zhe, he is trash and incompetent.

But they couldn't help but have the Ancient Clan standing behind them. They could just send a few Dou Zong and Dou Zun over. Not only would they reveal all the secrets that Xiao Yan was hiding, they could even reveal his underwear and present it to the young lady.

Uh...it seems like he can do it now?
"no!!"

Xun'er interrupted immediately, her tone was unprecedentedly cold and panicky, and her eyes flicked at Ling Ying with a warning. Seeing him lower his head and wait for orders, she relaxed a little: "Brother Xiao Yan's matter. You know and I know, understand?"

Ling Ying sighed and responded, "Yes."

The leader has spoken, what can he do? Just work honestly. If I had known, I would not have said anything.

Watching Ling Ying disappear into the air, Xun'er leaned on the bed with her thoughts racing.

"Immune to the erosion of fire, possessing extraordinary spiritual power, and even strange fighting spirit, the talent of a ten-year-old fighter... Brother Xiao Yan, how many surprises do you have waiting for me..."

Miss.

Ling Ying in the dark silently looked at Xun'er who had an expectant look on her face.

Now let’s not talk about the hundreds of millions of people from the ancient world, but the genius theory group coming to wholesale?
……

On the tall and wide stone square, thick, pure white stone pillars pointing to the sky blocked a bluestone-paved road.

An old man and a young boy walked towards the hall at the end of the stone road.

"Senior?" Nalan Yanran followed behind Yun Leng, holding a long sword. "Where are we going? Shouldn't we go to the training square to test our talents when we join the sect?"

"Just call me Elder Yunling."

Yun Ling changed his usual aggressive and ruthless attitude. He laughed all the way and greeted everyone he met. His wandering eyes would occasionally fall on Nalan Yanran: "Yanran, do you know all this? Have you been interested in the Yunlan Sect before?"

The more he looked at Nalan, the more satisfied he was and the more he liked him.

"It's really like him."

Yun Leng couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

"Before..." Nalan Yanran thought silently, but her legs were clacking quickly to keep Yun Leng from slowing down.

"Master, they are almost here."

A Dou Wang elder landed outside the door, folded his light wings and reported in a low voice.

"I got it." Yun Yun in the room looked at her outfit.

The maidservant at the side couldn't bear to watch: "Master, you are already dressed beautifully and solemnly enough."

indeed.

A white gradient robe with layered threads, delicate yet not heavy, light yet gorgeous in color, the cloth woven from high-quality materials shimmers with brilliance, taking on an almost invisible brilliance under the sunlight.

The last time Yun Yun wore this dress was when she inherited the position of sect leader.

"Is that enough?"

Yun Yun didn't listen at all.

"Master~" The maid who had grown up with her couldn't hold back her breath, "Since you care so much, why don't you just think about what she wants to see you wear?"

"Yes... you are right!" Yun Yun's eyes lit up slightly, and she grabbed the maid's shoulders and said excitedly, "Thank you so much this time!"

"Clam?"

The maid was confused, and then she saw Yun Yun casually put on something and walked out the door.

Outside the main hall. "We're here, right here." Yun Leng pressed on the huge stone door and pushed it open a crack. "Just go inside the main hall and wait for a while."

"Yes...thank you."

Nalan Yanran walked through the crack in the door, and then turned back to express her gratitude.

"Okay... okay! Go ahead." Yun Leng's old face trembled slightly.

"Ah."

The interior of the hall appears quite empty, dominated by cool colors such as blue and green. The road underfoot is covered with intricate blue, purple and black diamond patterns. Although it is as smooth as a mirror, it does not reflect light and will not make you slippery underfoot.

The dome seems out of reach, and the main seat bathed in light is far out of reach.

As she was walking like this, Nalan Yanran suddenly found a man in a white robe standing in front of her.

"Who is that?" The man's back seemed familiar, as if I had seen him somewhere.

"Hello, who are you?"

Nalan walked quickly to the white-robed figure and suddenly stopped talking halfway through his question, with surprise in his eyes: "...Big sister!"

"Oh? It's you."

Yun Yun smiled and reached out her hand to rub her little head: "When we parted, I didn't expect to see you here again."

"Hehe, me too!" Yanran blinked her eyes, showing her childish side that she never dared to show at home. "It seems that I was right. Sister, you are indeed from the Yunlan Sect."

She looked around and her eyes fell on the empty main seat: "Sister, are you waiting to see the sect leader too?"

"That's right..."

Yun Yun smiled inexplicably.

The first time they met was probably at the Yunlan Sect's disciple-recruiting ceremony.

"Wow! Look, look, it's so lively!"

Nalan, who was lying on the railing, looked into the distance with all his strength: "Alas~ Another unqualified one."

"Miss, please don't do this. It's too dangerous." The maid tried to pull the little girl back but failed, so she simply held her armpits and lifted her up.

"Oh! It's just a glance, what's the big deal?"

Nalan Yanran struggled hard: "Put me down now!"

"Puchi - little sister, do you really like to watch the fun?" The guest who was drinking tea nearby was amused by her behavior and almost spilled tea on her white robe.

"Ah... Sorry, my lady is disturbing you..."

The maid was about to apologize, but was interrupted by Nalan's voice: "Who likes to watch the fun? I'm just watching to see how many of those guys have decent talents!"

"Miss!" the maid was furious, "If you do this again I will spank you!"

"you dare?!"

There was another round of struggling and making a fuss, which made the man laugh so hard that he couldn't stop: "Little sister, you may not be very old, but you have such a big mouth!"

"Where is the big tone?"

Nalan shouted in retort: ​​"Weak is weak, strong is strong, how can there be no reason to be weak?"

"Who taught you this perverse logic? You always keep your eyes on the ground. One day someone will stand on top of you and look down upon you. How will you cope with it then?"

"Then I will admit defeat. I am not someone who cannot afford to lose!" Nalan replied indifferently, raising his head again, "Besides... I will not lose to anyone."

“But some of those in the test are very similar to you.” Yun Yun tilted her head and smiled.

　At the beginning, Tudou had a clear tendency to write these two people as counterpoints.

　　The same family kid, the same amazing talent, the same age, and then they were pointed out to be engaged.

　　It’s just that one of them lost his talent and became a waste, while the other one rose to the top and became the young sect leader that everyone admired.

　　They are both equally impulsive and strong.

　　(Although I gave up halfway through writing, Nalan has completely become a regret machine for gaining points for showing off, and even temporarily added three years to her age, which broke her aura of genius. Happy)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)