Su Ran was indeed excellent, but Mu Huan had forgotten that even revealing her own talent would attract envy. Or rather, even without mentioning her talent, her sheer luck in landing in bizarre places was enough to convince her otherwise.
Due to the sudden increase in wind-type spiritual power from the elemental fusion of Su Ran's elemental staff, Mu Huan's fireball was rebounded back, and the fireball attacked Mu Huan uncontrollably. He didn't have time to dodge and injured his right hand.
Su Ran only saw blood dripping down his fingers onto the ground. He hadn't thought of hurting Mu Huan and was stunned for a moment. He had never thought of hurting her!
Looking at the long wound on her arm, Mu Huan smiled. "You're injured!" She casually pulled off a corner of her skirt and tied it up. The look in her eyes that reflected her true, bone-chilling fighting spirit was now evident.
"It feels so good!" She wasn't a weak woman who would fight to the death if she bled. On the contrary, the smell of blood made her go crazy for a moment, igniting the desire to fight in her bones.
"I, your young master Mu, never admit defeat." Seeing the apology on Su Ran's face, Mu Huan smiled and said she didn't mind. When you're in the martial arts world, how can you avoid getting hurt? Although it did hurt a little, she wasn't the type to give in easily.
"That's good! The Mu Huan I know is not someone who can be defeated so easily." He knew from childhood that Mu Huan was very strong, even though her spirit bones were shattered that time... He didn't save her, so he must have some resentment in his heart!
Putting away the bamboo leaf xiao, Mu Huan muttered to himself that it was useless and a waste of its reputation as a divine artifact. He ignored the bamboo leaf xiao's spirit's resistance and unilaterally blocked communication with it.
Pulling out the broadsword, Mu Huan looked very satisfied. This kind of sword suited her temperament. It was very smooth to use, and there was no need to worry about unexpected accidents. Obviously, Mu Huan had been frightened by the hypnotic power of the bamboo leaf xiao. It was useless!
"It was my carelessness just now that gave you the chance to hurt me. But now, I will not show mercy." His eyes were full of determination. At least he had to inflict some injury on Su Ran to get back at her, Young Master Mu.
"I couldn't ask for more!" The spiritual energy in the circle at the top of the elemental staff in his hand kept spinning. Mu Huan was puzzled. Why couldn't Su Ran's spiritual energy be exhausted? Logically speaking, it had been so long, and an elementalist couldn't withstand such a long period of spiritual energy consumption, right?
It seems that wasting time is not going to work. As expected, outsmarting others is not suitable for her. She still prefers to fight with real swords and guns. It is satisfying to watch others get beaten up.
He secretly channeled his spiritual energy into the broadsword, which soon began to glow with a dazzling white light. Mu Huan quickly reached Su Ran's side, as close combat was an elementalist's greatest weakness.
But Su Ran seemed to have had a premonition. He dodged and came to the edge of the competition stage, and Mu Huan's sword failed to hit him.
Looking at Su Ran who dodged away, Mu Huan gritted his teeth. It turned out that he couldn't treat Su Ran, this pervert, the same way he treated an ordinary person.
She hadn't wanted to be so rude, but if she wasn't, she wouldn't win, and she didn't want to lose. Furthermore, even if she lost, she had to leave Su Ran with some injuries, otherwise all her efforts would have been in vain.
Mu Huan's broadsword was imbued with spiritual energy, becoming a powerful weapon. He aimed it at Su Ran, his hands constantly channeling spiritual energy into the broadsword, which radiated a dazzling light.
This time, I'll either succeed or die! Finally, Master Mu never admits defeat.
"Go!" The big knife was aimed straight at Su Ran at a very fast speed. No one could have imagined that such a heavy big knife could have such potential.
But looking at Su Ran, he still looked calm and composed. He turned the elemental staff in his left hand and put the spiritual power into the staff with his right hand. In an instant, the spiritual power in the staff was full and burst out to collide with the big knife.
The collision of these two spiritual energies was clearly formidable, and thick smoke billowed from the arena. When the smoke cleared, Mu Huan's face, now a smear of black, resembled a kitten. However, anyone with a keen eye could see the blood at the corner of her mouth.
Su Ran opposite him was completely unharmed except for some dust on his white robe.
Mu Huan casually wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth. Looking at the uninjured Su Ran, she felt very upset. She was in such a mess, how come this person was not hurt at all? Where did this pervert come from? Kill him!
"I lost!" Mu Huan didn't mind. After all, fighting is about winning and losing. But the only thing that irked her was that she felt like Su Ran was playing with her, not really showing his true strength. Perhaps he didn't want to fight for the ninth place spot!
"You're pretty good!" Mu Huan was probably the first person to make him so embarrassed. If Mu Huan heard this, he would probably be furious. You're embarrassed? How embarrassed are you? As embarrassed as her? Please forgive her for being blind.
"Young Master, I know. You don't need me to tell you." There was a hint of anger in her tone. She was really getting more and more confused about Su Ran. How could someone grow so fast? This was against common sense! However, she soon felt relieved. Aren't there many things in this world that don't make sense?
Shaking his head with amusement, Mu Huan walked down the competition stage and returned to Dan Tailuo and the others.
Seeing that Mu Huan didn't get any good results from Su Ran, Tan Tai Luo didn't dare to speak loudly, mainly because he was afraid that Mu Huan would get angry.
"It's okay, we'll keep trying later?" Tan Tai Luo really wanted to slap herself. She had already lost, and now he asked her to keep trying?
"Hmm!" Tan Tailuo was startled by Mu Huan's sudden fighting spirit. "I just don't believe it. Next time I challenge him, I don't believe I can't force out all his strength!" She vowed, but she still needed to think carefully before she knew whether Su Ran would fight with her again.
"All his strength?" Tan Tai Luo swallowed, thinking it wasn't what she thought it meant. "Does that mean he didn't use all his strength to defeat you just now?" This was a huge blow to Mu Huan! And this Su Ran, he was only twenty, was he so strong?
Tan Tai Luo was a little skeptical, feeling that Mu Huan was exaggerating. But looking at Mu Huan's serious face, Tan Tai Luo felt that Su Ran was truly a god, perhaps not just a human.
"Luoluo, I'm going to go back and rest first!" Mu Huan glanced at his arm which was still bleeding. It didn't hurt just now!
"Go, go!" Such fragile sisterhood, not even a helping hand. Mu Huan looked at Tan Tai Luo with resentment, what a heartless woman.
Mu Huan limped away, but her injury wasn't to her hand? Was she just playing the victim? Tan Tailuo looked at Mu Huan's back and laughed out loud.
Clutching his simply bandaged bleeding arm, tears welled up in his eyes. Mu Huan felt he was becoming more and more spoiled. This wouldn't do. With his beautiful master away and Old Mu also away, he couldn't act spoiled and could only endure it.
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