But… Palace Master Feng Han finally made his move. Who knows what he meant? He was just a small referee… He really felt a huge pressure!
Unconsciously, the referee looked at Feng Han. Feng Han's face darkened and he said unhappily, "Let this match go on as it should!"
An Ran was not walking very fast, and even her steps were not steady. Her pale appearance clearly told everyone that her current condition was very bad, but no one showed any contempt for her, because An Ran had already shocked everyone with her strength.
An Ran won this competition with a gap of three realms!
Who could believe what they were seeing? This heaven-defying event had actually happened, and Bai Yao, an eighth-level Emperor, was now unconscious...
"Bai Yao from White Tiger Hall versus An Ran from Azure Dragon Hall, An Ran wins!" The referee's slightly trembling voice sounded at this moment.
Although his voice was not loud, everyone felt that these words were constantly echoing throughout the arena and in their hearts.
"Brother, I saw it right, An Ran won, she actually won..."
"You're not mistaken, it's true, she really won!"
"This ability is too awesome! He is definitely my idol!"
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After everyone realized what was happening, they couldn't help but chat excitedly. Although they weren't the ones who did this, they felt incredibly happy. This proved that cultivation level wasn't the only indicator of one's ability. Even if one's cultivation level was lower than others, it didn't necessarily mean one was stronger.
What they couldn't verify, An Ran helped them verify again and again!
Suddenly, a burst of applause erupted, followed by thunderous applause. Regardless of which hall the disciples came from, they all sincerely applauded An Ran. They admired such a woman of exceptional strength, such a woman of unparalleled pride...
Bai Yao had already been sent for treatment. Jiang Jue stared at Ning Zhiyuan for a long moment before uttering a startling remark: "We at the White Tiger Hall accept our defeat at the hands of An Ran this time..."
There are always some incomprehensible geniuses in this world, and An Ran is obviously one of them. Fortunately, there are not many of them, otherwise, would others be able to survive...
Jiang Jue didn't know what to say. He just looked at the ruined arena and said, "Next time, you, the Azure Dragon Hall, will be responsible for repairing the arena. Every time An Ran goes on stage, the arena is ruined..."
After An Ran, Xu Errong, Jun Zichen and An Yu greeted each other, they took the lead in helping An Ran go back to rest. Xu Errong and Jun Zichen's competitions were both in the afternoon, so there was still time.
After An Ran left, the arena was still quiet. Everyone was discussing the fight that had just taken place, and even more people were curious about how An Ran had managed to pull off that final move.
No one has ever seen such a strange martial art, and no one knows where it came from.
Qing Ling swallowed his saliva and looked at An Yu beside him and said, "Your sister's strength is too strong."
A fifth-level emperor master defeated an eighth-level emperor master. He never dreamed that such a thing would happen, but it happened before his eyes today, overturning his cognition.
He couldn't believe such a delicate beauty could be so powerful. He was extremely curious about how she did it...
Who else in this world can win despite such a huge gap in strength except her?
A smile appeared on An Yu's face: "My sister's strength is naturally strong, so we have to practice hard." Looking at the strength displayed by An Ran, An Yu felt that he needed to improve his cultivation faster.
His current strength had fallen behind their group's. Although he knew An Ran and the others wouldn't think so, he himself didn't feel that way. Their team was constantly getting stronger, and he also hoped that he could get stronger quickly.
The following season competition was also extremely exciting, but everyone's mind was filled with the battle between An Ran and Bai Yao, so the other competitions seemed much dimmer.
An Yu, Jun Zichen, and Xu Errong performed as well as ever, knocking their opponents off the stage in just a few moves. Although they had always been very low-key, many people still noticed them.
Especially after An Ran became famous, An Ran's friends became the objects of everyone's envy and attention.
Before returning, Ning Zhiyuan had told An Ran to take good care of her injuries and come back to him after she recovered. So An Ran went to see Ning Zhiyuan as soon as she recovered.
Ning Zhiyuan looked at An Ran in front of him with a hint of surprise on his face: "Your injury healed so quickly?"
Hearing this, Ning Zhiyuan smiled slightly: "My injury is not serious, and I am fine now."
"That's good, that's good." Ning Zhiyuan nodded happily. He had thought An Ran would take at least several days to come, but he didn't expect her to come in just one day. However, thinking of Xu Errong pouring pills into An Ran's mouth without asking for money, he felt relieved. If she still didn't get better after taking so many sixth-grade pills, it could only mean that the disease was too serious...
"Haha, thank you Palace Master for giving me this opportunity. It has broadened my horizons." An Ran said with a smile. Although this time was somewhat dangerous, it was undeniable that it was of great help to her.
Especially this cross-level battle squeezed out the potential in his body, and his strength also improved slightly during the recovery.
Ning Zhiyuan waved his hand: "If you are not strong enough, it will be difficult to gain anything even if you have such an opportunity. Your performance this time has exceeded my expectations, or rather exceeded the expectations of all of us. Qinglong Palace is proud of you."
Ning Zhiyuan's eyes were full of admiration. He could hardly find any flaws in such a disciple.
"Palace Master, you are too kind. No matter what, I am very grateful to you for giving me this opportunity. After all, the difference in strength is so huge, and the possibility of failure is too great, but Palace Master would rather fail so that I can gain experience." An Ran said with emotion. Ning Zhiyuan was really good to her.
Ning Zhiyuan smiled faintly and said, "You performed very well in the competition this time. You can come and practice our palace's strongest martial arts. However, because of the four of you, we have discussed it. You go to Suzaku Palace to practice, and Jun Zichen will come here to practice. The other two will remain unchanged. How do you think?"
An Ran was silent for a while and then nodded in agreement. Jun Zichen's contracted magical beast was a silver dragon, so coming to the Azure Dragon Palace to practice would definitely be twice as effective with half the effort. Her contracted magical beast was a fire phoenix, so the martial arts of the Vermillion Bird Palace would definitely be more beneficial to her.
(To be continued.)
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