The arrow after all remained unshot.
The Silent Night Blade surged forward, its edge glittering.
Wu Shanshan's face lost its color, a sense of extreme danger assailed her, and her pupils fiercely contracted!
Was she going to... die?
How forceful was Lu Ran's impact?
Could the water flow armor really withstand this blade?
All of this happened in an instant.
And at this moment, Wu Shanshan felt as if she were watching everything in slow motion.
It seemed that at the moment before death, powerful believers all ended up in the same situation?
With a "snap" of a crisp sound!
The Silent Night Blade swept aside abruptly, carrying with it the icy blue wooden bow and dragging Wu Shanshan's wrist along, whipping both towards the upper diagonal.
The blade did not stab towards Wu Shanshan's face.
An Immortal Sheep Believer, coming on forcefully, rammed her shoulder heavily into Wu Shanshan.
"Ah!!"
Wu Shanshan let out a piercing scream as she was knocked off the stage.
"I'm going!"
"Don't push me, stop crowding!"
Chaos erupted from below, the crowd quickly scattering.
Wu Shanshan's figure, like a cannonball, crashed diagonally downward.
Such a heavy and forceful human cannonball—students dared not catch it.
Say what you will, Wu Shanshan is a River Realm powerhouse!
No matter how awkward or defenseless she was, she was not something that students below could contend with.
Among the audience present, the most anyone achieved was the Stream Realm Fifth Rank, with many students still stuck at the Stream Realm Third or Fourth Rank...
If they got hit, they were likely to be seriously injured.
To put it more extremely:
Even if the students were smashed to pieces, Wu Shanshan's water flow armor might remain unharmed.
The difference between Stream Realm Fifth Rank and River Realm First Rank seems like only one rank, but the disparity in all aspects formed a gaping chasm that ordinary people couldn't bridge.
"Thump! Thump! Thump!"
Wu Shanshan was like a stone skipped across the surface of a lake, bouncing repeatedly off the ground and hurtling towards the distance.
The crowd instantly parted to make way, raising dust along the cleared path.
"Hisss..."
"Roar!!" Atop the stage, numerous Protective Body Canglongs roared as they charged toward their master.
Just now, Lu Ran had deliberately avoided many Canglongs while attacking Wu Shanshan, so they naturally still remained.
Between killing enemies and protecting their master, they chose the latter.
From this scene, the characteristics of Divine Technique·Canglong Thousand Shadows were clearly discernible.
Having said that, although the Canglongs flew toward their master, the sky full of arrows were determinedly hunting down their enemy!
"Swoosh~"
"Swoosh!" Countless water-stream arrows, no longer linked in series.
Covering the sky, they flew at Lu Ran from every angle.
That sight made people's hearts pound with fear!
Even though Wu Shanshan had exited the fight, the arrows she left behind were dense and emanated murderous intent!
Watching the sky full of arrows rapidly weaving their way through, a part of the student body even felt a thread of despair.
Asking themselves, could they really survive Wu Shanshan's onslaught?
Truly a Second-class God·Ash's believer.
Indeed the Divine Technique of the Southern Sea Archery Sect!
It's no wonder Wu Shanshan scored extra points with the Divine People Bureau, on the Night of Ghosts on the fifteenth of the twelfth month she must have slain many...
"Zzzt—"
Lu Ran's Immortal Hoof rose again beneath his feet, Immortal Fog swirling.
Arrows fell like rain, filling every inch of space.
The shadowy figure in the rain flickered, darting like a ghost.
The students gazed up at that dashing figure on the stage, their emotions inevitably surging.
Because Wu Shanshan was so overwhelmingly powerful, making ordinary people feel despair, thus, now as they looked at Lu Ran, their eyes were filled with even more fervor.
"Whish—"
The male teacher blew the whistle and loudly declared, "Lu Ran, victory!"
Although the outcome was decided, the dense barrage of arrows did not stop.
Lu Ran was still dodging!
"Wow— he really can dash through, even such tiny gaps... wow! Is he a live loach or what?"
"Never thought Lu Ran could actually win, he fought back even an Ash believer."
"Hey, I feel that Lu Ran's offensive moves are a bit too simplistic, the Immortal Sheep Sect is holding him back a bit."
"What do you want more? Just this one Immortal Hoof is enough to support an entire tactical system!"
"But the Immortal Sheep Sect only has one Immortal Hoof! If Lu Ran were a North Wind Believer or an East Thunder believer..."
Suddenly, the sky full of arrows suddenly lost their force, tumbling down.
Everyone sensed the oddity and immediately turned their heads to look behind.
At this moment, the crowd was still parted to the right and left, leaving the path Wu Shanshan was knocked flying.
At the end of the path, they saw Wu Shanshan shakily getting up.
The Protective Body Canglongs swirling around her had vanished without a trace.
The water stream arrows chasing down Lu Ran had also fallen to the ground, no longer pursuing him relentlessly.
Clearly, Wu Shanshan had voluntarily canceled the Divine Technique, otherwise, the arrows of the Ash Sect would have persisted for quite some time!
"Huff~"
Lu Ran slid back to the edge of the stage, the last water stream arrow falling at his feet, shattering into specks of energy.
Behind him, the crowd was silent.
On the path cleared by the crowd, Wu Shanshan walked forward.
As for this loser, the students dared not speak out in mockery.
Before the battle, a very few students dared to make remarks about Wu Shanshan behind her back.
After the battle, the terror of Wu Shanshan was laid bare for all to see.
Just because Lu Ran could defeat her, it didn't mean others could!
On the contrary, all the students were like chickens and dogs before her, to be freely trampled and slaughtered at her will...
"Sorry," Wu Shanshan said quietly.
"Hmm?" Lu Ran was quite surprised, turning his head to look.
What had he heard?
An apology?
Was this word supposed to come out of Wu Shanshan's mouth?
Before the battle began, she had come forward as a judge, claiming Lu Ran had gone too far.
This change in attitude seemed much too drastic.
Lu Ran couldn't help but sigh inwardly.
Strength, indeed, was the foundation of everything!
In this realistic and cruel world, reasoning wasn't spoken with the mouth, but enforced with the fist.
Wu Shanshan wore a complex expression, looking up at Lu Ran on the stage, and spoke again, "Sorry."
"Are you talking about the rain of arrows?" Lu Ran thought for a moment and dismissively waved his hand, "It's not necessary, that's a feature of the Divine Technique."
Hearing this, Wu Shanshan's expression became even more complex.
He was still the same as before, still so easy-going.
But he was no longer her teammate "Ranbao."
Wu Shanshan: "I..."
Lu Ran frowned, unsure of the girl's intentions as he looked at Wu Shanshan.
Wu Shanshan stared at the Silent Night Blade in Lu Ran's hand, the terrifying moment just earlier unavoidably resurfaced in her mind.
That Black Luminous Stone Blade that had nearly pierced her face ended up sparing her weapon.
Wu Shanshan really didn't think her water flow armor could withstand that blade.
How ferocious was the charge beneath the Immortal Hoof?
The continually dragon-slaying, strong charging Lu Ran, how terrifying was his momentum?
Was the just-shown scene about victory or life and death? It all depended on his momentary thought.
Others might cite the rules lightly, tossing out:
What are you afraid of? It's just a spar.
But when you're the person being "killed," do you still have the composure of "indifference when it doesn't concern you"?
Facing that ruthless and fierce blade, the domineering Lu Ran...
You feel more gratitude, fortunate that you've managed to escape with your life.
After struggling internally for a long while, Wu Shanshan bowed her head slightly and whispered:
"Sorry, not just for the arrow rain just now, but for before..."
"No." Lu Ran suddenly spoke up, finally realizing what she was trying to do.
Let's end things amicably and not continue past relationships.
"Hmm?" Wu Shanshan raised her head, looking at Lu Ran with a complex gaze.
The crowd was silent, watching this pair of male and female, most aware of their past story.
Lu Ran smiled: "You are great, I'm not worthy."
Wu Shanshan's face stiffened, and she felt very uncomfortable inside.
"Forget about me..." Lu Ran looked away from the girl, looking for Ma Tianchuan, "Next."
Lu Ran seemed easy-going, but he was actually rather temperamental.
Concerning the barrage of arrows, he truly didn't care because that was a feature of the Divine Technique.
But as for Wu Shanshan... well, next.
Lu Ran was very proud, even more so in his self-esteem.
He had no quarrel with Wu Shanshan, but if the other party looked down on him, why say more?
"Smooth with words, this kid, has the makings of a great scholar!"
Below in the crowd, Qian Hao stroked his chin, shaking his head.
Lu Ran: "..."
Qian Hao murmured under his breath, but unfortunately, Lu Ran had exceptionally keen ears.
This kid?
What happened to Ran Shen? Not even calling him Brother Ran?
Suddenly, Lu Ran turned around, pointing the blade at the plump person in the crowd, "You, come up for a one-on-one duel!"
Qian Hao: ? ? ?
Lu Ran displayed a smile with a slight press of his lips.
"Don't joke, Brother Ran!" Qian Hao wore a broad grin, "I can't withstand your few moves.
Class Leader Wu could at least stand up.
If it was me, you would shatter my body..."
This time it was Lu Ran's turn to be full of question marks.
What's with this talk!
Qian Hao took a stealthy glance at Wu Shanshan.
He saw the girl silently lowering her head, her eyes filled with sadness.
Qian Hao also remembered the condition of Kou Yingquan after his defeat.
After two battles, Lu Ran's opponents weren't physically injured.
All of them were emotionally damaged!
This little sheep, too malicious…
"Lu Ran!" Not far away, the male teacher's voice rang out, "As the victor, you can choose to rest or continue."
"Let's continue!" Lu Ran holding the blade, strode to the western side of the stage.
"Ma Tianchuan!" The teacher immediately looked toward the crowd below, "Ready?"
Ma Tianchuan, silent, strode through the crowd and leaped onto the stage.
"Hisss..." A gasp came from the crowd.
"Eh? He dares to go up?"
"Awesome! Ma Tianchuan is indeed someone to reckon with!"
"He doesn't think he's stronger than Wu Shanshan, does he?"
"Truly once the top student, truly unflinching, impressive!"
"Not at all, an old steed in his twilight years, a spent force, indeed..."
Ma Tianchuan's mouth twitched.
As a proud River Realm Believer and one of the top three of Rain Alley High, on the rise, how did he become a thing of the past?
"Both students prepare!" The teacher called loudly.
Ma Tianchuan snapped back to reality and looked at Lu Ran not far away: "Brother Lu, don't you need a rest?"
Lu Ran spun his blade: "I can't wait to compete with you."
Ma Tianchuan habitually pushed his rimless glasses: "Our battle indeed has been delayed for over half a year."
Lu Ran slightly raised his eyebrows: "Looks like you're quite confident?"
"Not at all." Ma Tianchuan shook his head.
Half a year ago, Ma Tianchuan would naturally be confident, but now, he had recognized the situation.
Ma Tianchuan drew two daggers from his waist, his expression growing solemn:
"Not daring to claim victory, just intending to give my all."
Lu Ran bent his legs slightly: "Come!"
The two locked eyes, ready to burst into conflict any second.
The teacher, whistle in mouth, mumbled, "Are you two done talking? Can I blow the whistle now?"
Lu Ran: "..."
Ma Tianchuan: "..."
"Whistle—"
Sneak attack?
The teacher suddenly blew the whistle.
Lu Ran reacted astonishingly fast, the mist at his feet billowing, propelling him forward fiercely.
On Ma Tianchuan's face, a fearsome mask appeared swiftly...
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