Flowers of blood bloomed on her clothes, and she couldn't help but spit out blood as soon as she opened her mouth. The collision just now was even more powerful than the previous one. She had just recovered from her injury and was injured again. This was really...
Thinking of this, An Ran's mouth curled up in a helpless arc, but her eyes were still bright. Since she stood up, her gaze has been focused on one place, that is, where Jun Zichen was.
A smile appeared on Jun Zichen's handsome face. Everything around him seemed to disappear except An Ran who was standing on the arena!
"Referee, you can announce the result." An Ran said slowly
Hearing this, the referee asked in confusion: "Shui Qingrou hasn't come out yet..." He felt very embarrassed when he said this, but he really couldn't find Shui Qingrou in this shattered arena.
"Can a dead person still change the outcome of this competition?" An Ran asked back, with a hint of relief in his voice.
An Ran's words were like a thunderclap exploding in everyone's ears. Incredible gazes fell on the ruins, as if trying to find Shui Qingrou's figure.
There was also a hint of surprise in the referee's eyes. He turned his head and saw the old man behind him nodding at him. Everything was just as An Ran said. Shui Qingrou was dead.
"An Ran wins!" the referee announced loudly.
As the referee's voice fell, the audience suddenly became noisy. Some were happy and some were worried. The disciples of Guangming Island all burst into cheers of joy at this moment. An Ran really made Guangming Island proud this time! As a disciple of Guangming Island, she naturally felt proud.
"Well done, Junior Sister An Ran!"
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Words of praise came out from the mouths of the disciples of Guangming Island, and their faces were filled with expressions of joy!
Ning Zhiyuan was in high spirits at this moment. A hearty smile appeared on his serious face, and there was more appreciation and recognition in his eyes when he looked at An Ran. An Ran gave him a big surprise!
"Master Shui, An Ran had already given Shui Qingrou the opportunity to admit defeat, but she didn't want to. It's not our fault." Ning Zhiyuan said sarcastically. He was already very unhappy with the Shui family's behavior, so it would be a good idea to find a chance to provoke Shui Liuzi.
"Oh, that's right!" Ning Zhiyuan slapped his thigh, as if remembering something: "Master Shui, don't be sad. The Shui family has many powerful disciples. He is only ranked third now. There are two more powerful ones."
"You!" Shui Liuzi's face flushed red. Looking at Ning Zhiyuan with a smug look on his face, she couldn't say anything else. This time she was completely defeated!
This was not her biggest worry. What she was most worried about was that An Ran would bear a grudge against the Shui family. What would happen in the future...
Jun Zichen rushed to the arena and jumped off the stage holding An Ran. While others were happy that An Ran defeated Shui Qingrou, he was more concerned about how serious her injuries were.
Shui Qingrou died from this final blow, so how much less serious could An Ran's injuries be?
"How is your injury?" Jun Zichen asked Xu Errong, who was checking An Ran's injury, with concern.
Xu Errong shook her head slightly, frowned and said, "It's similar to the previous injury, but much better than Shui Qingrou!" Now that the competition is over, she will be able to recover as long as she is given some time.
"It's nothing. It's not like I haven't been hurt before. However, this is the first person who wanted to kill me. Fortunately, she is dead." An Ran said with a smile.
"Still laughing! You can still laugh when you are so seriously injured? You don't know how worried I am." An Yu pretended to be angry. Looking at the terrifying energy collision before, his heart was in his throat.
Hearing An Yu's caring words, An Ran felt warm in her heart and smiled, "Okay, brother, I'm still injured, can you please stop talking about me?"
"Then you should heal yourself well." An Yu nodded in response. His sister was injured so seriously that it must be extremely difficult for her to say a word. Healing her wounds was the most important thing.
"You guys better do your best in the competition later!"
Just as An Yu, Xu Errong and Jun Zichen were preparing to find a place for An Ran to heal his wounds, they discovered that the disciples of Guangming Island had already prepared it. They nodded to them and let An Ran heal his wounds there.
"Junior Brother An Yu, Junior Brother Xu Errong, Young Master Jun, you can compete without worry! We will be here to protect Junior Sister An Ran while she recovers from her injuries, and no one will hurt her!" A disciple said, his eyes full of sincerity.
Hearing this, he looked at her deeply and nodded, saying, "Then I'll leave it to you." He then released Xiaohuo, Angel and Xiaomei'er. After the three of them promised to take good care of Anran, he turned around and walked onto the stage.
The original arena was completely destroyed after the battle between An Ran and Shui Qingrou, and this was obviously not the first time it happened. The old man directly moved a new arena over, and the original ruins disappeared at this moment, as if the previous tragedy had never existed.
Jun Zichen stood on the high platform and found out that his opponent was Liang Jingyuan from the Liang family. Jun Zichen couldn't help but frown. The Liang family had always been at odds with their Jun family. It seemed that this was going to be a tough battle!
"The competition begins!" The referee suddenly waved his hand, and the atmosphere on the arena suddenly changed.
Liang Jingyuan no longer understood what Jun Zichen said. All he wanted to do was take Jun Zichen's life!
With a wave of his sleeves, powerful magical energy roared out from Liang Jingyuan's body. The powerful energy fluctuations moved the people around him. The power of such powerful magical elements can be said to be the strongest among the disciples currently fighting!
"The early stage of the first stage of God!"
After feeling the powerful magical energy of Liang Jingyuan, a solemn look appeared in Jun Zichen's eyes. Two months ago, he received news from the family saying that he was only at the peak of the ninth level of the Emperor. In just two months, he had passed the level of Half-Step God and reached the first level of God?
Even though he was surprised, Jun Zichen's movements were not slow at all. The magical energy of the late first-stage god in his body surged instantly. He clenched his big hand, and a three-foot-long silver sword surrounded by silver light flashed out from his hand. His handsome face looked at Liang Jingyuan indifferently without any fear.
“Swish!”
With a thought, Jun Zichen's figure turned into a rainbow of light and shot towards Liang Jingyuan. Silver light flashed in his hand, and a sharp sword energy shot out, covering Liang Jingyuan's throat.
When the sword light flashed, Liang Jingyuan took a step forward suddenly, and kept swinging the sword in his hand with great precision to block all the sword light. Then he turned the sword from blocking to stabbing, attacking Jun Zichen's chest!
(To be continued.)
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