The wind blew across the huge Zongmen Square, and the disciples of the Yun Lan Sect looked at the tall figure who slowly walked in front of Nalan Yanran. He was thin and resolute, like a strong pine tree, standing firm in the harsh mountain wind.
Is that Xiao Yan?
Yun Lan Sect disciples suddenly had this idea in their minds.
A trace of contempt for Xiao Yan flashed in most people's eyes. Regarding Three-Year Agreement, Yun Lan Sect, who was at the center of the storm, naturally could not prevent the relevant messages from spreading. Therefore, most of the Yun Lan Sect's disciples had heard about the showdown between Nalan Yanran and Xiao Yan.
It's just that most of them have a basically sarcastic and disdainful attitude towards Xiao Yan. In their opinion, what is the difference between a young master from a small family who wants to marry Senior Apprentice Nalan and a toad who wants to eat swan meat?
It's just that today, among the nearly a thousand Yun Lan Sect disciples who got to meet the real person, there were some who were astute enough to sense something.
The Xiao Yan in front of him was not as unbearable as the rumors said.
On the VIP seats on both sides, the onlookers also saw the arrival of another protagonist today, which naturally meant that the grudge that had been settled three years ago was finally about to reach its climax before the end.
"Yan'er is here."
Xiao Zhan was naturally overjoyed when he saw his son on the stage. If there is anyone on the field who most believes that Xiao Yan can win, it must be Xiao Zhan.
But he also knew that Three-Year Agreement was about to begin, and at this moment he was not suitable to attract Xiao Yan's attention and let her Soul Division.
Nalan Jie, who was sitting opposite Xiao Zhan, had a bitter look on his face. With his battle-experienced Dou Wang cultivation, he could naturally tell at a glance that Xiao Yan was no ordinary person now.
"Is that Xiao Yan?"
Jia Xingtian let out a sigh, why did he feel a little familiar.
"He does seem to be a genius."
Fa Ma nodded and said, "I just don't know why, but I think he looks familiar. Could it be that I have seen him somewhere?"
Fa Ma's words caught Jia Xingtian's attention. "Oh, you feel this way too?"
Hai Bodong sat quietly aside, silent, and only occasionally glanced at the other side with his peripheral vision, trying to confirm her reaction.
The pretty girl sitting on the right side of the man saw that Xiao Yan had appeared, and couldn't help but become a little worried.
She couldn't help but turn her head and look at the figure sitting on the seat next to her, tightly covered with a cloak and hat.
Qing Lin was naturally worried about Xiao Yan. She felt a little uneasy when she thought of Xiao Yan fighting with Elder Sister, who seemed familiar for some reason.
In the end, she naturally put all her hopes of resolving the situation on the people around her, but what made her even more uneasy was that the young lady seemed to have no reaction from the beginning to the end.
"... Um, miss?"
Finally, in desperation, Qing Lin could only lower his voice as low as possible and tentatively spoke in Yao Wan's ear.
"... Huh? Three-Year Agreement has started?"
There was a brief and slight whimpering in the bamboo hat first, and then the girl's slightly wistful words rang in Qing Lin's ears.
"Miss? Miss, are you asleep?"
Qing Lin really didn't know what to say now. Although she knew very well that she, a maid, was definitely not qualified to say anything to the lady, but even the lady let it go, Young Master Xiao Yan, what should she do?
"Huh? I've been a little tired from practicing recently and didn't notice the time. I'm sorry."
A pleasant voice came from the bamboo hat, with a hint of deep awakening.
Then, Yao Wan quickly noticed everything happening in the audience.
The confrontation between Xiao Yan and Nalan Yanran is about to usher in a lifelong confrontation and agreement between the two.
In this regard, Yao Wan did not feel surprised, nor did he feel worried. If nothing unexpected happened, the outcome between the two should be 60-40.
She withdrew her gaze and turned to the whirlpool-like clouds gathering behind Yun Lan Sect Plaza.
The duel between Xiao Yan and Nalan will take a long time even if you want to decide the winner.
Therefore, what she cares about now is naturally the old monster sleeping under this Yun Lan Mountain.
The previous temptation can be answered today, and the future direction of the Yun Lan Sect is naturally destined to depend on this.
"Little Qing Lin, you have to watch carefully."
Yao Wan said quietly, "The battle between Xiao Yan and Nalan should be watched carefully. Although you have not yet reached this level of ability and combat effectiveness, you must understand that you will become like them in the future."
"Yes... Ms."
Qing Lin was stunned for a moment, then nodded slightly.
Under the guest seats, at the end of the square, behind Nalan Yanran, the dozen old men opened their eyes in unison and looked at Xiao Yan.
The leader of the old man narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Are you Xiao Yan?"
Even with his Yun Lan Sect Great Elder vision, he couldn't help but be amazed. This Xiao Yan really has some tricks.
"I am Yun Lan Sect Great Elder, Yun Leng."
"The sect leader is not here today, so I am in charge. This competition is intended to be a discussion, and the point is——"
Before Yun Leng finished speaking, Xiao Yan and Nalan Yanran's eyes came into contact, and then they seemed to understand what the other party meant in an instant, and then interrupted Yun Leng's speech in unison, saying, "——Life and death, each of us decides on his destiny."
Xiao Yan took out the Mystic Heavy Ruler from behind, punched it on the flat ground of the square, and made a shallow crack in the hard and thick stone bricks under his feet.
Nalan Yanran made a move with her bare hands, and her fingertips passed through the dark green light of Storage Ring, and then captured an unusual brilliance, which gradually transformed from the deepest cyan into a light turquoise, and quickly condensed into a sharp shape in Nalan Yanran's hand.
It was a long sword made by the Yun Lan Sect by itself. It was well-made, solid and durable. Different from weapons forged elsewhere, Yun Lan Sect's sword was a container of sword intent. This allowed Yun Lan Sect's people, even if they were holding sect-standard weapons that were not considered magical weapons, as long as they had unparalleled sword intent, they would be able to compete with the strong without falling behind.
This is also one of the potential factors why Yun Lan Sect has been able to stand firm over Northwest Continent for so many years.
Xiao Yan also vaguely felt the sword intention mixed in the wind emitting a sword cry of joy, and he jumped for joy as if he had finally met an opponent worthy of him.
Xiao Yan felt a shiver in his heart. Sure enough, she had done a lot of things during her time with Wan Guniang. This sword intention alone made people feel that it should not be underestimated.
But the expression on Yun Leng's face, who was interrupted by two young people at the same time, could not be said to be very good-looking. In his opinion, this was just a competition, and naturally it was not a life-and-death struggle. What's more, Nalan Yanran has even broken through the shackles of Da Dou Shi and stepped into Dou Ling, let alone anyone else, Yun Leng knows exactly how Master Dao Sect did this. He actually directly trained Nalan Yanran from Dou Zhe to Dou Ling in just three years.
With such a terrifying cultivation speed, even if Nalan Yanran will carry Yun Lan Sect forward in the future, Yun Leng can't help but feel secretly afraid in his heart.
But since these two young people didn't appreciate it at all, Yun Leng was naturally too lazy to talk nonsense.
"Young man, keep a line in everything, but since you have such a request, then it's up to you, life or death, each is determined by his destiny."
"——Come on."
Xiao Yan raised the Mystic Heavy Ruler in his hand. From the air flow and the operation of Dou Qi, he could clearly tell that the weight of this large black ruler was definitely not light, but it felt like it was as light as a weight in his hand.
"Well - come on!"
The mountain wind blew through the Yun Lan Sect's mountain gate, and Xiao Yan's pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a needle tip. He saw a ray of light cyan sword blade showing a fleeting sword light under the current sun. He stepped forward suddenly, and a thick cyan Dou Qi exploded directly under his feet. The boiling flame suddenly appeared in mid-air and quickly disappeared at an almost imperceptible speed.
Dou Qi accelerated like an explosion in Xiao Yan's body. Xiao Yan violently waved Mystic Heavy Ruler in his hand, blocking Nalan Yanran's first blow.
——It must be said that just Nalan Yanran's fast, accurate and sharp thrust made Xiao Yan's hair stand on end, making him feel even more troublesome.
This Nalan Yanran is indeed no ordinary person!
The thoughts in Xiao Yan's heart were reflected on his face, but just when he was about to fight back, his keen senses and the intuition organized by Soul Power conveyed to him a tingling feeling like a ray on his back.
This time Xiao Yan didn't even have the preparation or reaction to receive the next blow. He just immediately turned Mystic Heavy Ruler sideways and used it as a thick shield to block the second sword edge.
What a speed!
Xiao Yan was secretly frightened. He was confident that his speed would not be inferior to anyone in the same realm. However, Nalan Yanran's use of Wind Attribute in front of him could be said to have subverted Xiao Yan's previous understanding.
Ordinary Wind Attribute cultivators, even if they specialize in speed, are only 20% faster than people of the same realm, but Nalan Yanran has far exceeded those of the same realm just by the simplest and most straightforward visual inspection.
His two thrusts did not achieve any outstanding results, and Xiao Yan immediately adapted to Nalan Yanran's speed - although he still couldn't be as fast as Nalan Yanran, he would not be overwhelmed by her overwhelming speed advantage.
When Nalan Yanran's beautiful figure once again rushed towards Xiao Yan like a swooping falcon, Xiao Yan turned around suddenly and narrowly avoided the long sword in Nalan Yanran's hand. A wisp of sword wind blew by and cut off a strand of hair on the edge of Xiao Yan's temple.
Naturally, he was not polite at all. At the moment of avoiding it, he held Mystic Heavy Ruler, drew a black arc in the air, and hit Nalan Yanran hard.