Chapter 113 I'm ready, come on
Time flies quickly.
Half a year has passed in the blink of an eye by this woman's side.
Nalan Yanran once again opened her sharp and stubborn eyes after exhaling her fighting spirit.
At this moment, she is on the outskirts of the Gama Empire, in a station belonging to the Yunlan Sect. Originally, this place was just a transit station needed by the sect, but now it has become a place where it is temporarily inconvenient to return. The young sect master has settled down.
Regarding this point, there are always some rumors within the sect, but they are all suppressed by the elders and sect masters.
No matter what, it cannot affect the atmosphere within the sect.
It’s just...
Nalan Yanran slowly stood up, her moon-white dress fluttering in the wind, highlighting the girl’s changes as time went by. The curvaceous and curvaceous body.
In half a year, she helped herself completely improve the Qingyun Sword Art that she had practiced. Whether it was the most basic way of operating Dou Qi or the wonderful techniques, she had completely transformed it. It is no longer the high-level Qingyun Sword Jue of Xuan level, but the low-level Qingyun Yufeng Jue of earth level.
The transformation of her skills has naturally brought great benefits to Nalan Yanran. The speed of her training that once gradually stagnated and slowed down with the improvement of her cultivation level and realm is now once again advancing by leaps and bounds as when she first embarked on the road of cultivation. Visible progress can be made almost every day.
The Dou Qi in the body is like a storm on the sea, gathering strong winds that stir up the world, exhaling Dou Qi.
Thanks to this, Nalan Yanran broke through to the six-star Dou Master in just half a year. In half a year, she crossed half of the realm from a one-star Dou Master, even if she is placed in the past clouds. Among the geniuses of the Lan Sect, this cultivation speed is definitely among the best.
However, even though she has achieved such gratifying results in her cultivation, the faint wrinkles between Nalan Yanran's eyebrows have never disappeared.
After all, if you look at it from another perspective, Xiao Yan will definitely have what kind of achievements she can achieve now, and it is even possible to do better than herself.
If this is the case——
“What are you thinking about?”
A light and pleasant voice came, and Nalan Yanran subconsciously looked in the direction she usually walked.
As she expected, a beautiful figure in a plain skirt walked slowly, walking lightly on the spacious bluestone tiles with lotus steps.
From the scorching sun in late spring and early summer, to the cold wind blowing in late autumn, which is about to enter winter, blowing her hair all over.
She always only wears a few plain skirts that are not very special in style. The thin long skirt will inevitably make people worry about whether her clothes can withstand the bleakness of this early winter. It is just based on her own Judging from the words and deeds, I think it makes people worry too much.
There is always a faint smile on her face, which makes people feel like they are still enjoying the spring breeze even in the winter, which is getting colder day by day.
"...Nothing, let's get started."
Nalan Yanran shook her head. To be honest, she was actually not that willing to have contact with Yao Wanduo.
The more I get to know the woman in front of me, the more I realize that everything I knew about her before is just the tip of the iceberg.
Because they understand each other, they want to distance themselves, but now their relationship cannot even be distanced.
After all, even if you want to become stronger, you have to rely on the woman in front of you.
But this is not the only thing that makes me resist the most. "I mean, there's no need to be so cold, right? Could it be that there's something wrong with the practice? I don't remember what kind of practice method I added to the Qingyun Yufeng Jue."
< br>"Don't you think I would tell you if something went wrong in my practice?"
Nalan Yanran asked in displeasure, but Yao Wan lightly shrugged.
"Well, practicing diligently is a good thing, but if you are too diligent, it may not be a good thing."
Yaowan stepped forward and took a step forward and said, "Do you want to take a rest today? For a moment?”
“—I’ve said it, I’m fine, I can continue to practice.”
But the more Yao Wan said this, the more Nalan Yanran was inspired. The rebellious mentality in my heart made me unwilling to follow what Yao Wan said no matter what.
It seemed like he just wanted to make her angry.
Yaowan was always as calm as ever, but Nalan Yanran was a little inexplicably angry. This has long been a normal condition for the two of them in the past six months.
Yaowan once asked her directly why, and Nalan Yanran also confessed - as the young master of the Yunlan Sect, she naturally did not want to be treated like this.
The two of them are neither idiots who don't understand the situation, nor do they like beating around the bush - so every time, Yao Wan will ask Nalan Yanran, do you want to win? Or to put it another way, are you willing to accept a mistake made simply because you were young and frivolous, and in the end it will grow into a bitter fruit that she must accept by herself?
Nalan Yanran was even more unwilling to accept this fact, so she would be honest and obedient again.
But Yao Wan also understood that continuing like this was not an option, so she said: "If you insist on practicing, then fine. It just so happens that in the past six months, you have only cultivated your skills, but I haven't seen what you are capable of."
Nalan Yanran was slightly startled when she heard the words. She vaguely guessed the meaning of Yao Wan's words, but still wanted to wait for her to take the initiative to speak: "What do you mean?"
"It's simple~"< br>
Yao Wan said: "Don't you want to practice? Then let's consider how to practice fighting spirit today - take your own sword and I will fight with you till the end."
Nalan Yanran It's not clear whether he was worried, fearful, trembling, or expecting something he wasn't even aware of when he heard Yao Wan's words.
So Nalan Yanran excitedly went to get her sword.
Yao Wan has long been accustomed to everything about Nalan Yanran. In the courtyard at the foot of Yunlan Mountain, the heroic girl drew out her sword. She held the sword in one hand and made the sword formula in the other. In front of Yao Wan, there is indeed something like what a sword fairy should look like.
"Are you ready? Even if I hurt you, I will need as much medicine as you need, but I advise you to prepare some protection."
"My skills are inferior to those of others, and even if I die, I won't be able to blame anyone. Take out your weapon!"
Nalan Yanran said with full vigor, her sword pointed directly at the flower.
"Okay."
Yao Wan chuckled lightly, touched the ring with her slender hands, and held an ordinary-looking oval stone hammer shaped like a medicine pestle in her hand.
Just now she waved her hand under Nalan Yanran’s dramatically changed gaze and said, “I’m ready, come on.”
(End of this chapter)