Nalan Yanran's Rage

"The Heavenly Mold Emperor is actually this terrifying."

Yun Shan was drenched in sweat, never expecting the Xiao Family to have such a powerful background.

The many elders of the Misty Cloud Sect were also completely fooled by Ye Qianqian, as if they were there themselves. The battle at the Valley of the Dead was actually a graveyard for Dou Gods. Almost all the Dou Gods on the Dou Qi Continent had died there. No wonder it was so difficult to find Dou Gods nowadays.

While things were getting mystical above, things weren't idle below. Na Lan Yan Ran had already appeared before Xiao Yan.

This battle was extremely important for Na Lan Yan Ran. Not only did she represent the Na Lan Family, but she also represented the entire Misty Cloud Sect. Moreover, the Ancestor was sitting high above. Therefore, she could only win, not lose.

"Na Lan Family, Na Lan Yan Ran, I have accepted your challenge."

As her longsword moved, Na Lan Yan Ran's Dou Qi erupted, her expression completely blank.

From beginning to end, Na Lan Yan Ran never felt she had done anything wrong. She disliked arranged marriages and even more so marrying someone she didn't know. More importantly, she simply couldn't marry a good-for-nothing.

How many girls in the world would be willing to marry a loser? Who didn't want a perfect match in the future? If one had to pity someone and marry them just because they were a loser, that was called moral coercion.

"Before the match, I'll say it again. Both sides must stop when the other concedes. Do not kill." Yun Leng shouted loudly.

Na Lan Yan Ran nodded. Who knew Xiao Yan would blurt out another sentence.

"Life and death are up to fate."

Xiao Yan was now filled with hatred. His gaze towards Na Lan Yan Ran had changed, as if she were his father's murderer.

Na Lan Yan Ran naturally couldn't show weakness either. Angrily, she retorted, and the atmosphere instantly became tense.

"Begin!"

With Yun Leng's words, both of them had their Dou Qi surge. Na Lan Yan Ran waved her longsword and thrust directly at Xiao Yan.

Xiao Yan's gaze was cold. He instantly blocked it with the Black Heavy Ruler in his hand.

Clang

Weapons clashed, sparks flew, and the two were locked in combat for a moment, fighting to a standstill.

"This Xiao Yan's strength is quite good!" an elder from the Misty Cloud Sect exclaimed.

Na Lan Yan Ran was their sect's young sect master. She was usually personally trained by Sect Master Yun Yun and had honed her combat experience through many sparring sessions. Among the younger generation of disciples in the Misty Cloud Sect, she was undoubtedly the best.

Yet, this young man from the Xiao Family could actually last over twenty moves against Na Lan Yan Ran without breaking a sweat or showing any signs of defeat. He was truly remarkable.

They exchanged another dozen moves, countering each other's attacks.

Xiao Yan grew more courageous as the fight went on. His massive Black Heavy Ruler swung with great force, embodying the principle of "one force conquers ten skills," using his physical advantage to suppress his opponent.

Na Lan Yan Ran, however, was not to be outdone. She repeatedly employed unconventional tactics, combining them with her wind-element Dou Qi. Her moves were agile and varied, using skill to overcome brute force, frequently attacking Xiao Yan's weak points.

"Eight Level Collapse!"

Just then, Xiao Yan finally found a slight opening in Na Lan Yan Ran's defense. He clenched his fist tightly, his knuckles cracking, and ferociously attacked her chest.

If such a powerful punch landed, his bones would likely turn to dust.

"Not good, Yan Ran, dodge quickly!" Yun Yun, from a distance, exclaimed in shock and anger as she saw Na Lan Yan Ran in danger.

Yun Shan frowned. The punch from this Xiao Family brat carried a fierce aura.

"I won," Xiao Yan secretly rejoiced. After such a long fight, he had finally found an opening. How could he let this chance slip away?

"Armament Haki!"

However, Na Lan Yan Ran did not evade. With a delicate shout, she also clenched her fist. Under the impetus of Dou Qi, her arm became like a black steel rod, striking back at Xiao Yan's punch without the slightest hesitation.

Boom!

Their fists collided, erupting in a massive roar. A wave of energy spread out in circles from where they stood, and the flagstones beneath their feet cracked inch by inch.

"What kind of Dou Skill is this?" Hai Bo Dong, watching from afar, stared at Na Lan Yan Ran, dumbfounded. He knew the power of Xiao Yan's Eight Level Collapse, a technique that combined overt and hidden force, making it difficult for even Dou Spirits to withstand.

But what was he seeing today? He had thought Xiao Yan's punch would decide the winner, but who knew Na Lan Yan Ran also possessed a close-combat move no weaker than Eight Level Collapse? The Dou Skills of the Misty Cloud Sect were truly incredible.

"Ancestor, did you just teach Yan Ran that move?" Yun Yun asked, her face full of shock.

She had been teaching Na Lan Yan Ran Dou Skills for years, and Na Lan Yan Ran had no time to learn other moves. Thus, there was only one possibility: it was a move the Ancestor had just taught Na Lan Yan Ran.

"Hahaha, you guessed right, my dear girl!"

Ye Qianqian burst into laughter and began to spout nonsense, "That's right, this is exactly what I just taught Yan Ran. However, this Dou Skill is merely in its nascent stage. When Yan Ran fully masters it, she'll be able to blow up the entire Dou Qi Continent."

This was the Armament Haki from the One Piece world that Ye Qianqian had just exchanged for, a Dou Skill specifically designed to counter Xiao Yan's showy Eight Level Collapse. It seemed to be working quite well.

"What?"

The high-ranking officials of the Misty Cloud Sect present were collectively in an uproar. Such a Dou Skill was actually this powerful, capable of destroying the Dou Qi Continent.

"Ding"

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"I see!" Yun Yun wiped the cold sweat from her forehead. Hearing the Ancestor speak, she finally felt relieved. Honestly, she had nearly been scared to death just now. That punch from the Xiao family kid was truly terrifying.

The other disciples of the Misty Cloud Sect all looked on with envy. Senior Sister Yan Ran was truly blessed to receive guidance from the Ancestor.

"How is this possible?" Xiao Yan was utterly shocked. How could Na Lan Yan Ran possibly withstand the Eight Level Collapse that Old Yao had taught him?

Wait a moment, those moves Na Lan Yan Ran just used, they looked familiar...

Armament Haki? Armament Haki...

These three words felt so familiar to him. Suddenly, Xiao Yan seemed to recall something – a remnant memory from his past life. It startled him immensely.

Although it brought something back, he couldn't remember it clearly. Wanting to find that lost memory, he tentatively asked, "You... Na Lan Yan Ran, how do you know this move?"

"My Ancestor taught it to me," Na Lan Yan Ran replied proudly. "Are you going to fight or not? If not, just admit defeat."

Xiao Yan's heart stirred, and he pushed everything else aside. Seeing Na Lan Yan Ran attack again, he thought to himself, I'll settle this with this move!

He flicked his storage ring, and a purple pill flew out, which he put in his mouth.

"Pfft!"

Xiao Yan suddenly spat out a ball of purple flame from his mouth. The moment the flame appeared, everyone from the Misty Cloud Sect was startled.

They had seen this technique before at the Imperial Capital Alchemist Tournament. It was the signature move of the tournament champion, Yan Xiao.

Na Lan Yan Ran was dumbfounded. She never imagined that the person who saved her grandfather's life and captured her heart was actually Xiao Yan.

"Yan Xiao, Xiao Yan, Yan Xiao, Xiao Yan..." Watching Xiao Yan condense the purple flame with the Green Lotus Earth Fire into a Fire Lotus and then toss it at her, tears welled up in Na Lan Yan Ran's eyes. "Xiao Yan, why did you lie to me?"

She, Na Lan Yan Ran, was a proud woman who only admired the strong. Yet, the person she had fallen for was the fiancé she had broken off her engagement with. Such a blow was simply unbearable.

As fast as lightning, a surge of powerful grief and anger drove Na Lan Yan Ran into a frenzy. She saw a vortex of wind gather in her right palm. This vortex condensed rapidly, forming a spherical energy mass. The energy ball continued to spin at high speed, tearing at the surrounding air. A fierce wind raged across the land, finally forming a giant shuriken shape.

"Wind Shield, Spiral Shuriken!"

As this skill was unleashed, it was as if all the wind spirits were answering her call, emitting a piercing hum.

"Go!"

Na Lan Yan Ran flung the Spiral Shuriken with her delicate hand towards Xiao Yan's Buddha's Rage Fire Refinement. This scene once again shocked the entire audience.

"Rumble!"

In an instant, a massive energy storm erupted on the Misty Cloud Sect's training ground. The fire fed on the wind, and the wind amplified the fire's might. Neither could yield to the other. This destructive energy surged outwards, unstoppable and devastating everything in its path.

The disciples of the Misty Cloud Sect had never witnessed such a scene. Hundreds of them were instantly terrified, their legs turning to jelly as the energy storm bore down on them. They scrambled and fled in all directions, wishing they had more legs.

"Elders, please quickly help me set up a barrier!" Yun Leng trembled, his beard scorched to charcoal and his clothes torn to shreds by wind blades, leaving him exposed. With the assistance of several elders, they finally managed to control the situation.

"Ancestor, did you also teach Yan Ran this move just now?" Yun Shan's face was filled with shock. The move Na Lan Yan Ran had just displayed was incredibly exquisite, completely comparable to his renowned Dou Technique, Wind Brake Annihilation Gang. If he were to use such a move, its power would be even greater than Wind Brake Annihilation Gang.

"That's right, I taught this to our Yan Ran girl," Ye Qianqian boasted again. "Back in the day, there was a guy named Mo Mo who, relying on his strength above Dou God, came to my Misty Cloud Empire and didn't pay for his meal. I taught him a lesson and kept his signature Dou Technique as a deposit.

Don't let the power of this Dou Technique fool you; it's just the basic version I gave Yan Ran. The true enhanced version can condense the Heavenly and Earthly Winds and destroy the entire Dou Qi Continent until nothing remains."

Yun Shan and the other elders felt like ignorant clowns once again, their hearts filled with reverence for the Ancestor.

The fierce wind and flames gradually subsided. Xiao Yan, covered in dust, slowly retracted the Purple Cloud Wings on his back and landed on the ground. Looking at the empty ruins, his heart felt heavy. Had Na Lan Yan Ran died in the disaster just now?

He had wanted to wash away the shame of three years ago, but he hadn't expected Na Lan Yan Ran to die here.

"Kame... House... Wave... Ki... Gon..."

Suddenly, a small, completely black figure crawled out from beneath the distant ruins. It was Na Lan Yan Ran, who had protected herself with Armament Haki.

Na Lan Yan Ran shed her Armament Haki, formed her hands into claws at her chest, then moved them to her waist. A ball of Dou Qi slowly condensed in her hands, finally forming a beam of Dou Qi that shot out from her hands.

"Hah!"

From dozens of meters away, this beam of Dou Qi energy shot directly towards Xiao Yan.

"Holy crap!" Xiao Yan's scalp tingled with fear. He stared, dumbfounded, and let out a curse.