Chapter 334: The Three Year Agreement Xiao Yan, the Toad, Battles Nalan Yanran, the Swan
As her beautiful eyes met Xiao Yan's gaze, an unmistakable look of disgust flashed across them something anyone could see.
At that moment, the crowd collectively understood the situation:
"This Xiao Yan… is nothing more than a toad dreaming of eating swan meat!"
"And since the swan rejected him, he's throwing a tantrum with a 'big stick'…"
"He's just a young man, yet his possessiveness is so extreme. With so many young heroes in Yun Lan Sect, there's no doubt he's the real toad here!"
"Not worthy?" Xiao Yan let out a light chuckle, his lips curving into a smirk of pure disdain. "You're right. But it's not me who's unworthy of you, Nalan Yanran it's you who aren't worthy of me."
He looked at this gorgeous woman before him, but in his heart, he felt nothing but hatred. If given the chance, he wouldn't hesitate to conquer her by force, making her tremble beneath him.
But… that opportunity hadn't come yet. At least, not today.
Nalan Yanran looked at this arrogant fool, someone who still didn't realize the vast gap between them. With a hint of pity, she sighed lightly and said:
"My marriage is my own choice. Three years ago, I did nothing wrong I have the right to decide my own destiny. Just as you do."
"If my actions back then were inappropriate, I apologize. But even if I could turn back time, my decision would remain the same. My fate is mine alone, and I will never allow anyone else to dictate it."
Her clear, ringing voice spread across Yun Lan Sect, and as soon as she finished speaking, Yun Shan's expression darkened instantly.
To the outsiders, it seemed like she was merely speaking to Xiao Yan.
But Yun Shan knew better.
She wasn't just speaking to Xiao Yan she was challenging his authority.
Because right now, his own disciple, Yun Yun, was being forced into a marriage she didn't want a marriage Yun Shan himself had arranged.
And yet, Nalan Yanran had the freedom to reject an engagement while her own teacher did not?
This unfairness was something even a disciple like Nalan Yanran couldn't ignore.
Meanwhile, in the crowd, a delicate figure trembled slightly. A slender jade like hand clenched into a fist.
"This girl… Yanran…"
"'Inappropriate behavior,' huh…"
Xiao Yan chuckled coldly. "So, with just those two words, you think you can wash away what you did three years ago?"
"That's a little too easy, don't you think?"
His face turned emotionless, and his grip on the heavy black ruler tightened.
Then, without warning, he stepped forward.
"Boom!"
The ground beneath his foot cracked apart, sending out spiderweb like fractures as a golden yellow flame surged violently around his body.
"Let's begin."
Nalan Yanran's gaze flickered with slight surprise.
This boy once the disgraced waste of the Xiao Clan had actually improved somewhat.
With a calm expression, she lifted a hand.
A flash of green light flickered from the storage ring on her slender finger, and a long, elegant sword of pale cyan appeared in her grip.
Tilting the blade slightly, the sunlight reflected off its edge, creating a chilling, razor sharp gleam.
Holding the sword firmly, Nalan Yanran's gaze drifted toward Yun Shan, her grandmaster.
Yun Shan studied both combatants, then nodded faintly.
Yet, even with his approval, Nalan Yanran didn't immediately attack.
Instead, she turned her gaze toward Gu He, the man who was supposed to be getting married today.
She needed to "confirm" his approval before proceeding with this Three Year Agreement.
Gu He's expression was so dark it was almost black, but in the end, he forced out a bitter smile and nodded begrudgingly.
Had it been anyone else, Gu He would have crushed them on the spot.
But this was Nalan Yanran the most beloved disciple of Yun Yun, his future wife.
He had to consider Yun Yun's feelings, so he had no choice but to endure…
Even if it was his own wedding day, and it had somehow turned into a battle over someone else's marriage!
Seeing Gu He's reluctant nod, Nalan Yanran's lips curled into a slight smile.
"Teacher… this is the best I can do for you. Now, it's up to you to decide your own fate."
She turned her attention back to Xiao Yan, gripping her cyan longsword tightly.
Around the sword, small wind currents gathered and spun rapidly, forming sharp wind blades that occasionally flickered outward.
As the blade lightly touched the stone floor, deep sword marks appeared effortlessly.
Slowly, she raised her sword, pointing it directly at Xiao Yan.
At that moment, the entire atmosphere shifted.
All eyes focused on the two figures standing at the center of the vast arena.
Everyone wanted to know:
After three years, how much had these two improved?
One was once a crippled young master, now standing here with a massive ruler and a coffin.
The other was a genius disciple, having just emerged from a mysterious training ground.
Who would emerge victorious?
Xiao Yan closed his eyes briefly, then exhaled slowly.
When he opened them again, his black pupils gleamed with golden fire.
At the same time, his Dou Qi intensified, turning even deeper in color almost muddy yellow.
Was this what they called "shit yellow"?
Gripping his black ruler tightly, he locked eyes with Nalan Yanran.
Suddenly
"Boom!"
A ferocious aura erupted from his body, and with a swing of his black ruler, Xiao Yan exploded forward like a black meteor, charging straight at Nalan Yanran.
"Fight me, Nalan Yanran!"
His deep battle cry carried all the humiliation of three years past, along with the mockery and scorn he had suffered in Wu Tan City.
The Yun Lan Sect disciples were outraged.
"Shameless! He actually attacked first it's a sneak attack!"
"A toad like him dares touch our noble white swan?! Tch disgusting!"
Like a raging beast, Xiao Yan dragged his black ruler along the stone floor, leaving behind deep, fiery scars as he charged forward.
The scorching marks he left behind…
Would remain here for years to come.
Would mark this battle in history.
Nalan Yanran, however, remained calm.
Her Wind Dou Qi allowed her to be extremely fast and agile, just like her teacher, Yun Yun.
As Xiao Yan closed in to within ten meters, she finally moved.
With a graceful step, her body drifted like a falling leaf, effortlessly evading his attack.
In that moment, her cyan longsword swept out
The sharp wind blades along the sword's edge slashed forward, aiming directly for Xiao Yan's exposed throat.
Yet
"Clang!"
A loud metallic clash rang out as Xiao Yan's black ruler intercepted the strike, causing sparks to scatter into the air.
The battle had only just begun.
(End of Chapter)
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