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Chapter 127 Nalan Yanran, you lost! [Please continue reading]

The simple, plain words drifted slowly across the vast square, causing a slight ripple and disorder in the harmonious atmosphere that permeated the square.

Because of Nalan Yanran, the people of Yunlan Sect were not unfamiliar with the name Xiao Yan.

At this moment, all the Yunlan Sect disciples, and even the dozen or so elders, looked at Xiao Yan with a strange expression in their eyes.

Nalan Yanran stared intently at the slightly thin young man not far away, her gaze lingering on his handsome face, her expression somewhat complicated.

"The Nalan family, Nalan Yanran..."

Slowly standing up, Nalan Yanran's graceful figure was as upright as a proud snow lotus, her bright eyes fixed on Xiao Yan, her voice calm.

"Your cousin Xiao Yan is quite bold, daring to actually come to Yunlan Sect to keep that three-year agreement," Ya Fei said with a smile to Xiao Lei from atop a giant tree beside the plaza.

Xiao Lei smiled faintly, "The Yunlan Sect isn't as scary as you think. Besides, with Xiao Yan's strength, defeating Nalan Yanran would be a piece of cake."

Xiao Lei had already sensed that Xiao Yan's cultivation had improved to the Dou Wang realm in the past year. Although it was only one star, defeating Nalan Yanran, who was at the Great Dou Shi level, was incredibly easy.

Ya Fei said softly, "Once Xiao Yan defeats Nalan Yanran, I wonder how the Yunlan Sect will react. I'm afraid they won't let him leave easily..."

"So, here I am," Xiao Lei smiled slightly and continued looking towards the plaza.

In the arena, after Nalan Yanran stood up, the dozen or so white-robed elders above her finally opened their eyes and turned their gazes to Xiao Yan.

"You are Xiao Yan of the Xiao family?" The white-robed elder in the center looked up at Xiao Yan and slowly spoke after a long while.

"I am Yun Ling, the Grand Elder of the Yunlan Sect. The Sect Master has not yet returned today, so I will be presiding over this three-year agreement. The purpose of this competition is to exchange skills and make some adjustments..."

"Life and death are determined by fate," Xiao Yan said softly, looking up at Yun Leng, interrupting his words.

Everyone in the room looked at Xiao Yan upon hearing his words, their expressions shifting.

Nalan Yanran slightly raised her eyes and gazed at Xiao Yan. In her dark eyes, there seemed to be a slight, undisguised fluctuation. After a while, she nodded slightly and said in a cold voice, "As you wish."

Upon hearing Nalan Yanran's reply, Yun Leng frowned slightly, then said, "Young man, always leave yourself an out. But since you insist on this, so be it. Life and death are a matter of fate."

Xiao Yan ignored Yun Leng, slowly gripped the handle of the ruler, and suddenly pulled it out. The Xuan Heavy Ruler brought a suppressive gust of wind, pointed diagonally at the ground, and the strong wind from the ruler blew up the dust on the ground. A faint blue fighting spirit swirled around his body.

Xiao Yan stared at Nalan Yanran, his voice low and deep: "The three-year agreement has been fulfilled. Today, let's settle our past grievances. The disgrace you brought to the Xiao family back then, today... please repay it..."

Nalan Yanran stretched out her jade-like hand, and a slender, light blue longsword suddenly appeared. The blade was tilted, and the sunlight reflected off it, giving it a chilling appearance.

Nalan Yanran met Xiao Yan's gaze with her beautiful eyes, sighed slightly with regret, and said softly, "I will make my own decisions about my marriage..."

After hearing Nalan Yanran's words, Xiao Yan's expression became even more indifferent. His grip on the ruler tightened, and after a moment, he suddenly took a step forward. Surging azure battle qi, mixed with a few azure flames, erupted from his body. "Let's begin..."

Seeing this, Nalan Yanran said no more. She held the light blue longsword in her jade hand. A light blue breeze swirled and rolled around the sword. Within the swirling breeze, sharp wind blades extended and retracted, and the sharp edge of the sword was chilling under the sunlight.

Xiao Yan didn't say anything more. He gripped the handle of the ruler tightly, swung the Xuan Heavy Ruler, and his body suddenly transformed into a black shadow, charging fiercely towards Nalan Yanran.

Nalan Yanran's prized movement technique was completely ineffective against Xiao Yan.

Faced with Xiao Yan's fierce attack, she had no choice but to swing her longsword and meet it head-on.

"when!"

The Xuanzhong Ruler clashed with the longsword, producing a clear and melodious sound.

Nalan Yanran's expression changed drastically. She felt an extremely violent impact travel along the longsword back to her arm, and then throughout her entire body.

Under the impact of the violent battle aura, she was completely out of control, like a kite with a broken string, and flew backward, crashing heavily dozens of meters away.

Clang!

With a soft sound, Nalan Yanran's long sword flew out of her hand, blood gushed from her mouth, her face turned pale, and her violent battle qi surged wildly within her body, causing great damage to her meridians!

Just one strike!

Nalan Yanran was completely defeated and lost the ability to fight!

quiet!

In an instant, the entire square fell into a deathly silence.

No one expected that the battle between Nalan Yanran and Xiao Yan would end like this.

In a single move, the genius girl of the Yunlan Sect, the dignified young sect leader, was defeated by Xiao Yan!

Especially the people from Yunlan Sect, after the initial shock, all had very ugly expressions.

Originally, in their view, even if Xiao Yan had improved somewhat in the past three years, he could not possibly be a match for Nalan Yanran.

But they never expected that Xiao Yan's strength had become so formidable!

After a moment of deathly silence, a clamor suddenly erupted in the square.

Not a single mistake, not a single poem, not a single post, not a single piece of content, not a single look!

"How...how is this possible?"

"Xiao Yan was just a cripple three years ago, yet he has grown to such an extent in just three years, defeating Nalan Yanran in one move. Isn't that too exaggerated?"

"Could it be that Xiao Yan used some underhanded methods?"

"..."

Not only the Yunlan Sect disciples, but also Jia Xingtian, Fa Ma, Mittel Tengshan and others who were watching the show were all filled with surprise and doubt.

In particular, these powerful figures were deeply shocked when they sensed Xiao Yan's true cultivation level when he made his move.

"This kid is simply a prodigy! An eighteen-year-old Battle King, that's terrifying!" Fa Ma took a deep breath and whispered.

"Now, that old bastard Nalan Jie is probably regretting it to the core," Mittel Tengshan said with a hint of schadenfreude.

"An eighteen-year-old Battle King, given time, who knows how far he will grow!" Jia Xingtian's expression changed inexplicably as he sighed softly.

In a corner of the square, Nalan Jie looked at Xiao Yan in the arena with an extremely ugly expression. Their Nalan family had missed an opportunity to rise to power.

"Your Xiao family really produces many extraordinary talents," Ya Fei said sweetly, looking at Xiao Lei with a charming smile.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Lei smiled but remained silent.

In the plaza, Xiao Yan, carrying the Xuan Heavy Ruler, arrived before Nalan Yanran in a flash. He took a deep breath, and after a long while, the killing intent in his heart subsided. Looking down at her, he said calmly,

"The three-year agreement is over. Nalan Yanran, you've lost..."

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Nalan Yanran picked up the longsword from the ground, stood up with some difficulty, and spoke in a slightly hoarse, low voice with an undisguised bitterness:

"Xiao Yan, you have won... According to the agreement we made back then, if I had lost the final competition, I, Nalan Yanran, should have become a slave."

"However, for the sake of the sect's reputation, please forgive me for not being able to keep my promise..."

After a half-hearted apology, Nalan Yanran gritted her teeth, swung her jade hand, and slashed the sharp blade fiercely at that slender, snow-white neck!

(End of this chapter)