Fighting Soul Clan Demoness

Chapter 82: Flame Devouring Ruler

She didn't teach it, but she can use it?

Nalan Yanran was a little confused. She nodded, half understanding, and said, "If Elder Shuang is not worried that Yanran will learn about the three Xiao Yans' methods, then there is no reason for Yanran to refuse."

After spending some time with Elder Shuang, Nalan Yanran was brainwashed by the various fancy names he used every day, and she almost got used to calling him that.

"There's nothing to worry about. Just because you've seen it doesn't mean you can beat it. Even if you can, it's your own ability."

Hun Ruoruo waved the bamboo stick in her hand and said, "Besides, didn't Young Sect Master Yanran pay the tuition? I like it very much and want more tomorrow."

"Tuition fees. Is it really all about candied haws?"

"Well, come to think of it, it seems that the Third Young Master hasn't paid my tuition yet."

Hun Ruoruo thought for a moment and sighed helplessly: "But his kind of thing is considered as credit, so we can only talk about it later."

Credit?

A relatively new word appeared in Nalan Yanran's mind.

In her opinion, a strong person of his level should not even consider anything on Xiao Yan's body, let alone actively buying from him on credit.
However, just think about how this woman addressed him and you will understand.

Third Young Master.
Thinking of a certain possibility, Nalan Yanran's expression became a little unnatural. Hun Ruoruo in the distance couldn't help but raise her eyebrows, quite puzzled.

Hun Ruoruo actually knew very little about how to control a girl's emotions, because she had never seen any women in the Soul Realm.

The only person in Wutan City who could serve as a training ground for her was Xun'er, but Xun'er completely threw away her weapons when Xiao Yan was involved, and was of no reference value at all, so naturally there was no question of improvement.

"Young Sect Master Yanran, do you still want to watch?" Seeing that the other party remained silent, Hun Ruoruo waved the bamboo stick in her hand in front of her.

"Ah well, trouble."

Nalan Yanran came back to her senses and nodded quickly, then stepped aside.

Seeing this, Hun Ruoruo clenched the bamboo stick, aimed at the wooden stake in front of her, and shouted with great momentum.
"Langfen Flame Devouring Ruler!"

In a flash, the power of heaven and earth was quietly mobilized, and a very faint buzzing sound rang out, as if it was going to penetrate directly into Nalan Yanran's heart.

"Is this... Earth-level fighting skill?!" the girl exclaimed in shock and couldn't help but cover her mouth with her hands.

As the young master of the Yunlan Sect, she naturally knew that the one who could mobilize the power of heaven and earth must be the legendary earth-level fighting skill.

As she expected, two meters long waves of water were condensed by the fighting spirit. The surging waves gathered in front of the wooden stake at an extremely fast speed and then collided violently with each other.

"Oh!"

The wooden stakes, which had been scratched by Nalan Yanran's sword energy, instantly shattered into countless tiny pieces of wood. The water waves swept over and slammed heavily onto the land near the wooden stakes. The remaining fighting spirit and strong wind uprooted the grass soaked by the water.

The swirling mud took dozens of breaths before slowly stopping. Looking at the mud in front of her, Nalan Yanran was shocked.

Could the power of Earth-level fighting skills be so terrifying?

"This is the fighting skill he used at that time." Nalan Yanran tightly gripped the scabbard in her hand, her breathing slightly heavy.

"That's about it. This mess is no longer my responsibility."

Hun Ruoruo looked at the broken bamboo stick in her hand with some regret, squatted down and stuck it into the ground, then looked at the green-clothed girl in front of her with her beautiful eyes wide open with a smile.

This was certainly not the fighting skill Xiao Yan had used at the time. In fact, it wasn't even a fighting skill at all; it was just two water waves she had casually created to fool people. But there was no other way. She was a Dou Wang, able to mobilize the power of heaven and earth, so it looked more like the real thing.

The power is the same.

Hun Ruoruo spread her hands and said, "So, your belief that he doesn't have the right techniques and fighting skills is just wishful thinking. Not only does he have them, but they even far surpass what you have now. Even so, do you still want to fight him?"

"Want to fight."

After a long silence, Nalan Yanran's previous shock turned into calmness. Her original appearance of a girl next door suddenly turned into stubbornness and arrogance, like a proud peacock.

"I did feel quite anxious and panicked about his improvement speed before. That's why I kept practicing and improving day and night."

"However, as Elder Shuang said, although I may have resorted to some unscrupulous means, I have achieved my goal. My marriage and freedom are no longer controlled by others. Now that I have obtained what I wanted, I am willing to bear the consequences."

Having said this, she paused, her eyes slightly closed: "No matter whether I can bear this price or not."

"Oh? You actually learned from me, not bad." Upon hearing this, Hun Ruoruo clapped her hands, expressing her approval.

"In that case, there's no point in fighting if the gap in strength is too great. Why don't you also learn an Earth-level fighting technique?"

"Earth-level fighting skills are too precious, and Yanran will never accept them." Nalan Yanran shook her head. What she said before was only because Hun Ruoruo was the only one who could see through her heart, and it was not to gain sympathy.

"So, you're planning to be the Third Young Master's maid. What a coincidence! I happen to have a handbook on maid etiquette here. Would you like to borrow it?"

The soft and sticky voice was full of teasing and playfulness, and the intention to provoke was obvious.

"You and I haven't even started fighting yet, what are you talking about, woman?!"

The sword in her hand fell to the ground in shock. Nalan Yanran blushed and said angrily, "Even if I commit suicide after losing, I will never be Xiao Yan's maid!"

"Oh, you are really proud. So, do you want to learn it or not?" Hun Ruoruo's lips curved into a curve, and her eyes flashed with temptation.

".Really, can you?"

"It's up to you."

Seeing the girl lowered her head in embarrassment, Hun Ruoruo laughed and unleashed the fighting skills in the ring.

"Burning Blood and Devouring Soul Attack, low level Earth rank."

"Wuhun Fengli Jue, low level earth rank."

"Soul Devouring Curse, low level Earth rank."

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Hun Ruoruo threw the dazzling earth-level fighting skills in front of Nalan Yanran like throwing away garbage, but the girl's face did not show any joy, but rather a little green.

The corners of her mouth trembled, and she said in a trembling voice: "Why are all the fighting skills so vicious? You, you really are a ghost!"

As the young master of a famous and upright sect, Nalan Yanran could never accept practicing this kind of fighting skills, even if it was the legendary earth level.

Seeing that the other party refused to agree, a hint of expected cunning flashed in Hun Ruoruo's eyes. She first pretended to put away her previous fighting skills, and then inadvertently asked the question she really wanted to ask.

"Young Sect Master Yanran, your soul power should be different from that of ordinary people, right?"

(End of this chapter)