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As for Nalan Yanran's defeat by Xiao Yan, Yun Yun had never imagined such a thing would happen. In her eyes, Xiao Yan's talent was no less than hers, and their cultivation level was comparable. However, Nalan Yanran had trained with her for many years, learning the highest-level fighting techniques and skills of the Yunlan Sect. Meanwhile, Xiao Yan had only recently become a three-star fighter, possessing only the third stage of Dou Qi six months ago. It was unclear whether he had mastered many fighting techniques.
"I, Xiao Yan, will not go back on my words. Let's go to the Xiao family's martial arts arena for a duel." With that, Xiao Yan began to walk out of the reception hall.
Seeing this, members of the Xiao family and several members of the Yunlan Sect also rose from their seats and headed towards the Xiao family's martial arts arena.
Soon, both sides were ready.
On the martial arts arena, Xiao Yan and Nalan Yanran stood facing each other, their eyes reflecting each other's image.
Seeing both sides ready, Zi Yan nodded to them and waved her hand, "The battle begins."
As soon as Zi Yan finished speaking, Nalan Yanran raised her palm and released two wisps of pale green spiral wind. These entwined into a thin green line, which, with a sharp, piercing sound, shot towards Xiao Yan with lightning speed.
"Intermediate Xuan-level fighting skill, Thousand Winds."
Nalan Yanran's current cultivation level wasn't up to par, preventing her from unleashing the highest level of five winds. However, being able to unleash two at this level put her at the top of her class.
With his exceptional soul power, Xiao Yan easily sensed the incoming spiral winds. He activated his fighting skills, dodging the incoming winds head-on, and then swiftly charged towards Nalan Yanran.
"Advanced Xuan-level fighting skill, Wind Chasing Step."
This was a fighting skill that even Xiao Ling used. Its rarity made it far more valuable than fighting skills of the same tier.
Seeing Xiao Yan's swift speed, the Yunlan Sect deacon in the audience exclaimed, "It's actually a high-level Xuan-level fighting technique! How is that possible?"
After all, even within the Yunlan Sect, the highest-level fighting technique currently available is the intermediate Xuan-level Feixu technique.
Yun Yun frowned at this, wondering if she had misjudged Xiao Yan's true strength.
In fact, Yun Yun was not mistaken. Xiao Yan had only mastered two Xuan-level fighting techniques: Baji Collapse and Chasing Wind Swift Step. Although Xiao Yan had only recently become a fighter, his formidable spirit power made learning these fighting techniques a breeze. Baji Collapse didn't require much Dou Qi, so Xiao Yan had already begun practicing it before breaking through to the Fighter level.
Xiao Yan fully activated Chasing Wind Swift Step, his Dou Qi desperately channeling towards his legs. In the blink of an eye, he was several meters in front of Nalan Yanran.
Seeing Xiao Yan's approach, Nalan Yanran's sword suddenly trembled rapidly, then slowly shifted. Each time the sword moved, a shadow of its physical form remained. Instantly, three phantom energy sword fragments appeared behind Nalan Yanran.
"Wind Spirit Fractal Sword!"
she shouted, and suddenly pointed her sword at Xiao Yan. The three phantom energy sword fragments in front of her trembled slightly before surging towards Xiao Yan, one after another. The energy
sword fragments pierced the air, as if ripping through space. Arcs of pale blue energy emanated from the sword tips, connecting end to end like a stream of light, locking onto Xiao Yan's form.
Xiao Yan, sensing the powerful energy contained within the three incoming energy sword fragments, frowned slightly, unleashing his full spiritual perception to observe their trajectory.
Just when Nalan Yanran thought that Xiao Yan would retreat to avoid the broken sword, Xiao Yan shook his body and avoided two broken swords. He gritted his teeth and took a broken sword with his shoulder. His speed increased instead of slowing down. He raised his uninjured right hand and slapped Nalan Yanran.
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"Eight Extremes Collapse!"
The sudden change startled Nalan Yanran, instantly losing her composure. She stepped back, her longsword blocking her abdomen, right where Xiao Yan was striking.
However, she still couldn't neutralize the ferocious Qi force. Xiao Yan's powerful blow bent the longsword into a startling arc, rubbing against Nalan Yanran's body, nearly breaking.
The next second, a graceful figure flew backwards, landing with a thud at the edge of the martial arts arena.
Zi Yan, watching from the side, declared, "Xiao Yan wins!"
"Yanran!"
Yun Yun's face sank, and she hurried out. It was undoubtedly Nalan Yanran who had been sent flying!
Not only Yun Yun, but even Xiao Zhan, his father, was horrified. His son's fighting prowess was so formidable?! He was the Young Master of the Yunlan Sect!
Six months ago, he was only at the third level of Dou Qi, yet now he could defeat the mighty Young Master with a single blow.
It seems I was too timid before. My son, Xiao Yan, has the potential to reach the Dou Zong level.
Remembering that Xiao Yan seemed to have been attacked by Nalan Yanran as well, Xiao Zhan hurried forward and asked, "Yan'er, are you okay?"
Xiao Zhan looked at Xiao Yan's shoulder, where his clothes were torn and the wound was bloody, his eyes filled with heartache.
Xiao Yan, meeting his father's concerned gaze, forced a smile and said, "Father, I'm fine. I'll be back soon."
A flash of white light flashed in Xiao Yan's hand, and a second-grade healing pill appeared. After taking it, the wound on his shoulder began to heal rapidly. Within moments, it was back to normal
. Seeing this, Xiao Zhan breathed a sigh of relief. As long as his son was okay, that was all.
The Yunlan Sect's deacons recovered from their shock, staring at Xiao Yan with disbelief, then walked over to Yun Yun and Nalan Yanran.
Xiao Yan looked at Nalan Yanran, whose face was filled with confusion, as if she hadn't yet come to terms with her defeat by Xiao Yan.
She stared at Xiao Yan in front of her with disbelief, her heart filled with shock. She had actually lost! And she had lost so completely, without even being able to block a single blow! How was this possible? She was the young master of the Yunlan Sect, recognized by the Gate of Life and Death, so how could she have been defeated so miserably in this duel?
Could it be that her efforts from childhood to adulthood were not as good as Xiao Yan's six months?
Yun Yun looked at Nalan Yanran in her arms, her eyes full of complexity. She really didn't expect that the disciple she had carefully trained would actually lose to a young man who had only reached the third level of Dou Qi six months ago.
At this time, Xiao Yan's calm voice reached everyone's ears, "The winner has been announced, Nalan Yanran, you lost today. According to the rules, I will go to the Nalan family to divorce my wife in a few days."
(End of this chapter)