The Furious Na Lan Yan Ran

"Just how terrifying was the Heavenly Mold Emperor?"

Yun Shan was drenched in sweat. He had never expected the Xiao family to have such a powerful background.

The many elders of the Misty Cloud Sect had also been completely fooled by Ye Qianqian, as if they had personally witnessed everything. The battle in the Valley of the Fallen had actually been a graveyard for Dou Emperors, with nearly every Dou Emperor on the Dou Qi Continent dying there. No wonder Dou Emperors were so difficult to find now.

While the people above were spinning their wild tale, those below had not been idle either. Na Lan Yan Ran had already appeared before Xiao Yan.

This battle was extremely important to Na Lan Yan Ran. She represented not only the Na Lan family, but the entire Misty Cloud Sect. Moreover, her ancestor was seated high above them, so she could only win, never lose.

"Na Lan family, Na Lan Yan Ran, here as agreed."

Na Lan Yan Ran moved her longsword, releasing her Dou Qi throughout her body. Her face was utterly expressionless.

From beginning to end, Na Lan Yan Ran had never felt that she was wrong. She disliked arranged marriages, and she disliked even more the idea of marrying someone she did not know. More importantly, there was no way she could marry a good-for-nothing.

How many girls in the world would be willing to marry a useless man? Who did not want a satisfactory husband in the future? If someone had to marry a good-for-nothing out of pity simply because he was useless, that was moral coercion.

"Before the match begins, I'll say this once more: both sides must show restraint. Once someone admits defeat, stop immediately. No killing is allowed." Yun Leng shouted.

Na Lan Yan Ran nodded, but Xiao Yan suddenly threw out another sentence from across the arena.

"Life or death—each of us answers to fate."

Xiao Yan was already filled with hatred. The way he looked at Na Lan Yan Ran had changed, as if she were the murderer of his father.

Naturally, Na Lan Yan Ran refused to show weakness. She angrily threw back a reply, and the atmosphere instantly grew tense.

"Begin!"

As Yun Leng spoke, the Dou Qi throughout both their bodies surged. Na Lan Yan Ran swung her longsword and thrust straight at Xiao Yan.

Xiao Yan's gaze was cold and focused. He instantly caught the blow with the Black Heavy Ruler in his hand.

"Clang!"

The weapons collided, sending sparks flying. In a flash, the two of them were locked in battle, evenly matched.

"Xiao Yan's strength isn't bad!" one of the Misty Cloud Sect's elders exclaimed.

Na Lan Yan Ran was the Misty Cloud Sect's Young Sect Master. She had been specially trained by Sect Master Yun Yun and had repeatedly sparred with her, honing her practical combat experience. Among the younger disciples of the Misty Cloud Sect, she was unquestionably number one.

Yet this boy from the Xiao family had exchanged more than twenty moves with Na Lan Yan Ran without turning red or even breathing heavily. He showed no sign of defeat at all. He was truly impressive.

The two exchanged more than a dozen further moves, practically countering every attack with another.

The more Xiao Yan fought, the braver he became. His massive Black Heavy Ruler swept through the air with tremendous force. He relied on overwhelming strength to defeat all techniques, using his physical advantage to suppress his opponent.

Na Lan Yan Ran refused to be outdone. She repeatedly took unexpected angles with her sword, coordinating it with her wind-type Dou Qi. Her techniques were nimble and unpredictable, using skill to overcome overwhelming force as she repeatedly attacked Xiao Yan's weak points.

"Eight Level Collapse!"

At that moment, Xiao Yan finally found a slight opening in Na Lan Yan Ran's defenses. He clenched his fist tightly, the bones of his five fingers cracking loudly, and ferociously punched toward her chest.

If she took such a fierce punch head-on, her bones would probably be shattered into powder.

"Not good! Yan Ran, dodge!" Yun Yun, who was watching from afar, saw that Na Lan Yan Ran was in danger and shouted in alarm.

Yun Shan's brow furrowed. This boy from the Xiao family had an exceedingly fierce punch.

"I've won." Xiao Yan was secretly delighted. After fighting for so long, he had finally found a flaw in his opponent. How could he let this opportunity slip away?

"Armament Haki!"

However, Na Lan Yan Ran did not dodge. With a delicate shout, she clenched her own slender fist. Under the urging of her Dou Qi, that arm became as black as forged steel. Without the slightest hesitation, she struck back against the force of Xiao Yan's punch.

"Boom!"

Their fists collided, erupting with a tremendous roar. A wave of energy spread outward in circles from where the two stood, while the stone slabs beneath their feet cracked inch by inch.

"What kind of Dou Technique is that?" Hai Bo Dong stared at Na Lan Yan Ran in astonishment. He knew how powerful Xiao Yan's Eight Level Collapse was. With its bright and hidden forces layered together, even a Dou Ling would have difficulty enduring it.

Yet what had he just witnessed? He had thought Xiao Yan's punch would decide the victor, but Na Lan Yan Ran possessed a close-combat technique no weaker than Eight Level Collapse. The Misty Cloud Sect's Dou Techniques were truly unbelievable.

"Ancestor, may I ask whether that technique of Yan Ran's was something you just taught her?" Yun Yun asked, her face full of shock.

For the past few years, she had been teaching Na Lan Yan Ran Dou Techniques. Na Lan Yan Ran had had no time to learn any other techniques, so there was only one possibility: her ancestor had just taught it to Na Lan Yan Ran.

"Hahaha, you guessed it, girl."

Ye Qianqian laughed heartily and began spouting nonsense off the cuff. "That's right. This is precisely what I just taught that girl Yan Ran. However, this Dou Technique is only in its initial form. Once she completely masters it, even the entire Dou Qi Continent will be smashed apart by her."

This was the Armament Haki from the world of One Piece that Ye Qianqian had just exchanged for. It was specially meant to counter Xiao Yan's showy Dou Technique, Eight Level Collapse. Judging by the results, it seemed quite effective.

"What?"

The Misty Cloud Sect's assembled higher-ups erupted in an uproar. This Dou Technique was actually so powerful that it could smash apart the Dou Qi Continent?

Ding!

Congratulations, Host, you have obtained 300 Shock Points from Yun Shan.

Congratulations, Host, you have obtained 400 Shock Points from Yun Yun.

Congratulations, Host, you have obtained 1,000 Shock Points from Yun Ling.

Congratulations, Host, you have obtained ... from Yun Li.

"I see!" Yun Yun wiped the cold sweat from her forehead. After hearing her ancestor say that, she relaxed. To be honest, she had nearly been scared to death just now. The Xiao family boy's punch had truly been terrifying.

The other Misty Cloud Sect disciples all looked envious. Senior Sister Yan Ran was truly blessed. She had actually received guidance from their ancestor.

"How is that possible?" Xiao Yan was so shocked that he could hardly believe it. How could Na Lan Yan Ran have endured the Eight Level Collapse taught to him by Old Yao?

Wait a moment. Why did Na Lan Yan Ran's technique look so familiar?

Armament Haki? Armament Haki...

Why did those three words feel so familiar to him? Suddenly, Xiao Yan seemed to remember something. It was a remnant of his memories from his previous life, and it startled him badly.

Although something had come to mind, he could not remember it clearly. Wanting to search for that lost memory, he cautiously asked,

"You... Na Lan Yan Ran, how do you know this technique?"

"My ancestor-grandmother taught it to me." Na Lan Yan Ran answered proudly, "Are you going to keep fighting or not? If not, just admit defeat."

Xiao Yan's heart stirred, but he could only cast everything to the back of his mind. Seeing Na Lan Yan Ran attack again, he thought, I'll use this move to decide the winner!

He flicked his Storage Ring, and a purple pill flew out. He caught it in his mouth.

"Pfft!"

Xiao Yan suddenly spat a mass of purple flames from his mouth. The instant the flames appeared, everyone from the Misty Cloud Sect was startled.

They had seen this move at the Imperial Capital's Alchemist Competition. It was the technique used by the tournament champion, Yan Xiao.

Na Lan Yan Ran stared in stunned disbelief. She had never imagined that the person who had saved her grandfather's life and won her heart would actually be Xiao Yan.

"Yan Xiao, Xiao Yan, Yan Xiao, Xiao Yan..." As she watched Xiao Yan fuse the purple flames with the Green Lotus Earth Fire into a fire lotus and toss it toward her, tears welled in Na Lan Yan Ran's eyes. "Xiao Yan, why did you deceive me?"

Na Lan Yan Ran was a proud woman who admired only the strong. Yet the person she had fallen for was actually the fiancé she had rejected. The blow was simply indescribable.

In the blink of an eye, overwhelming grief and rage drove Na Lan Yan Ran into a frenzy. A whirlwind surged from her right palm. It rapidly condensed into a spherical mass of energy, which continued spinning at high speed as the surrounding air was dragged toward it. Gales raged throughout heaven and earth, ultimately forming the shape of a gigantic shuriken.

"Wind Shield, Spiral Shuriken!"

The instant this skill was released, it seemed as though even the wind-element spirits were answering her summons, emitting a harsh buzzing sound.

"Go!"

Na Lan Yan Ran flicked her jade hand, sending the Spiral Shuriken toward Xiao Yan's Buddha's Rage Fire Refinement. The sight once again shocked everyone present.

"Rumble!"

In an instant, a massive energy storm erupted across the Misty Cloud Sect's training ground. Fire borrowed the wind's momentum, and wind borrowed the fire's might. Neither could contain the other. This energy, capable of destroying heaven and earth, continuously surged outward. Everything in its path was smashed to pieces, unstoppable.

Where had the Misty Cloud Sect's disciples ever seen such a thing? Several hundred of them were scared witless on the spot. When they saw the energy storm bearing down on them, their legs went weak, and they scrambled away in every direction. They only wished their parents had given them another pair of legs.

"Elders, quickly follow me and set up a barrier!" Yun Leng's entire body shook. His beard had been burned to charcoal, and his clothes had been sliced into tatters by the wind blades, leaving him stark naked. With the assistance of several elders, he finally managed to bring the situation under control.

"Ancestor, was this also something you just taught Yan Ran?" Yun Shan asked, his face full of shock. The technique Na Lan Yan Ran had just used was simply too exquisite. It was fully comparable to his famous Dou Technique, Wind Brake Annihilation Gang. If he used such a technique, it might even be more powerful than Wind Brake Annihilation Gang.

"That's right. This is also something I taught that girl Yan Ran." Ye Qianqian bragged again. "Back then, there was a fellow named Momo who relied on his strength above the Dou Emperor realm to eat at my Misty Cloud Empire without paying. I taught him a lesson, and he left his famous Dou Technique behind as a deposit.

"Don't be fooled by this technique's ordinary power. That's only because I haven't given Yan Ran the enhanced version. The true enhanced version can condense Heavenly and Earthly Gales, reducing the entire Dou Qi Continent to nothing but dust."

Yun Shan and the other elders convulsed again. They felt like ignorant clowns who had never seen the world, and they could not help developing a sense of worship toward their ancestor.

The raging wind and flames gradually dispersed. Xiao Yan, covered in soot, slowly retracted the Purple Cloud Wings from his back and landed on the ground. He stared at the empty ruins, feeling troubled. Could Na Lan Yan Ran have died in the disaster just now?

He had intended to wipe away his shame and avenge the humiliation from three years ago, but he had never expected Na Lan Yan Ran to die here.

"Ka... me... ha... me... ha...!"

Suddenly, a small black figure crawled out from beneath the ruins in the distance. It was Na Lan Yan Ran, who had just used Armament Haki to protect herself.

She shed the Armament Haki covering her body, formed claws with both hands, and held them before her chest before moving them to her waist. A mass of Dou Qi slowly condensed between her hands, eventually forming a beam of Dou Qi that shot outward.

"Haa!"

From dozens of meters away, the wave of Dou Qi blasted straight toward Xiao Yan.

"Holy crap!" The sight made Xiao Yan's scalp prickle. He was left dumbfounded and blurted out a curse on the spot.