Water is gentle?
Jun Zichen frowned slightly. Unlike An Ran, An Yu and Xu Errong, Jun Zichen himself was from a secluded family. Although he did not know much about the disciples of these secluded families, he had heard of them.
Shui Qingrou, she is the Shui family's number one expert! An Ran may not be her opponent!
Thinking of this, Jun Zichen couldn't help feeling a little anxious. In this situation, he couldn't walk up to An Ran openly, so he had to say a few words in the ear of his follower Mei Yi, and Mei Yi quickly went to An Ran's side.
When An Ran heard about her opponent, she was not too surprised. In her opinion, she would at least meet one of the top masters in today's competition. Now she just met him a little earlier, which was nothing.
When Shui Qingrou saw An Ran, a hint of provocation appeared on the corner of her mouth. Seeing this, An Ran's expression remained calm. She ignored her provocation, which made Shui Qingrou a little discouraged.
Just as An Ran was about to go on stage, Mei Yi came to his side and warned him, "The prince said to be careful, there might be a trap. If you can't win, admit defeat immediately. You will have another chance later!"
An Ran turned her head, and Jun Zichen just smiled and said two words: "Wait for you." These two simple words gave An Ran great support and also touched the soft spot in her heart.
An Ran nodded slightly, and came to the arena. At the same time, Shui Qingrou also appeared in front of An Ran.
"The competition begins!"
As the referee's voice fell, the atmosphere on the arena suddenly froze.
An Ran's mind moved, and the magical elemental energy in her body surged instantly under her mobilization. The surging energy rolled like the sea, bringing with it bursts of roars. She clasped her hands slightly, feeling the full sense of power in her body, and a gleam of brilliance appeared in An Ran's eyes.
With a move of her body, Shui Qingrou turned into a wisp of green smoke and shot towards An Ran. Her speed was so fast that people could not distinguish her shape at all.
Seeing Shui Qingrou's speed, An Ran almost immediately realized that Shui Qingrou's innate attribute was wind!
An Ran had fought with disciples with wind attributes before, so he had some experience with this wind-attributed combat method, but Shui Qingrou's speed was obviously much faster.
Even with her eyesight, she could only see a puff of green smoke, and could not see her figure clearly, let alone determine her specific location. Shui Qingrou really had some tricks up her sleeve.
Shui Qingrou's eyes were cold as she looked at An Ran's frown, and a hint of pride emerged in her heart. The only martial arts in the world that cannot be defeated is speed. As long as she exerted her speed to the extreme, An Ran would have no choice but to be beaten.
In the blink of an eye, Shui Qingrou had circled in front of An Ran several times. After finding that An Ran was indeed unable to determine her direction, she slightly clenched her jade hands into claws and attacked her throat with lightning speed!
Anran's mind was always tense, so when she felt danger approaching, she immediately took several steps back. However, her speed was naturally not as fast as Shui Qingrou's, who had planned for a long time. Her jade-like neck and throat had been cut, and five scratches cut through her skin, and warm blood flowed out.
Feeling the pain on her neck, An Ran frowned even more tightly. Shui Qingrou's speed was too fast. She had no way of keeping up with her speed. This kind of fight would undoubtedly put her in great trouble.
If she hadn't stepped back because she felt a sense of crisis, her throat would have been crushed by her. After all, Shui Qingrou couldn't let her die.
In the eyes of everyone, the competition had just begun, and An Ran was scratched on the neck. It seemed that the injury to his neck was not light. Shui Qingrou was really strong.
Ning Zhiyuan's eyes were filled with astonishment: "Wind magic?"
"It is indeed wind magic. Few people can keep up with her speed. This..." Ni Jingming's face was a little heavy. He didn't care about An Ran's life or death, but he didn't want to see the Shui family, his competitor, become too powerful.
Ning Zhiyuan's voice was not small, and everyone showed a hint of surprise on their faces after hearing this. You know, the wind attribute is not one of the five basic attributes, so it is undoubtedly more difficult to practice.
"Shui Qingrou is indeed a rare genius. She even possesses wind magic. The Shui family is quite good at hiding it. I think she will definitely win this competition."
"That's right. It's impossible to judge the speed at that speed. If I had hit her harder, An Ran would have been..."
"That's not necessarily true. Shui Qingrou is certainly strong, but maybe An Ran has her own trump card as well."
Everyone was talking about it, but it was obvious that most people believed that the final winner of this competition would be Shui Qingrou. After all, Shui Qingrou's reputation in cultivation was much greater than An Ran's.
Jun Zichen, An Yu and Xu Errong looked at the injured An Ran with a hint of worry in their eyes. This water was too gentle to be really tricky.
"An Ran is probably in danger now. Shui Qingrou's speed is very difficult to deal with. If she keeps using sneak attacks like this, let alone defeating her, it will be a problem whether we can even touch her." An Yu said with a frown.
"She can handle it." Jun Zichen said, his black eyes full of trust. He believed that An Ran would not be defeated so easily.
Hearing Jun Zichen's words, Xu Errong also smiled and nodded: "In fact, there is a solution, but whether she can find it depends on herself."
He did not intend to remind An Ran. After all, his own strength was the real strength. If he always had someone to rely on, it would be impossible for him to achieve anything in the end.
Jun Zichen nodded slightly, his eyes fixed on An Ran on the arena, thinking to himself: Ran Ran, come on!
"How does it feel?" Shui Qingrou smiled, looking at the shocking scratches on An Ran's neck, but secretly sighed in her heart that it would have been better if she had been a step faster.
"Not bad." An Ran chuckled, as if she was saying that the weather was good today. She was not affected at all by what happened just now. In fact, An Ran was constantly thinking about how to deal with it.
Hearing this, Shui Qingrou sneered, "Who would believe you? My speed is simply beyond your ability to keep up. In my eyes, you're nothing but a passive target!"
"Stop talking nonsense and make your move!" A cold voice came out of An Ran's mouth, and her delicate face showed the same calm expression as always.
Not seeing the frustration she expected on An Ran's face, Shui Qingrou said coldly, "You don't know how to live or die!"
(To be continued.)
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