Stunning emperor concubine Martial God

Chapter 22 Too Rampant
Yan Ran condensed the power of his soul, gray-blue light emerged from his body, his aura instantly strengthened several times, and a strong sense of oppression emerged from his body!

Yang Miao only felt a bang in her head, her eyes were wide open, and the eyeballs seemed to be about to fall out of their sockets.

"Blue... blue... step..."

I was so surprised that even my speech became intermittent.

The elders of the Yang family and the Ye family stood up in surprise, their movements were so excited that the teacups on the table shook.

"Blue rank technique! Who is this young man?" Ye Hao's eyes widened, and he looked hard at the young Yanran on the stage.

When did the Shao family produce such an outstanding young man!

The Patriarch of the Yang Family also had the same thought. His face was stiff and unnatural, and he turned his head and looked at the Patriarch of the Shao Family with complicated eyes: "Old Shao, your Shao Family is really hiding something! There is such a powerful young man !"

Old Shao smiled strangely, and responded, "Where is that..." In fact, he was also very surprised in his heart, even though he knew that this young man should not be from an ordinary background, he did not expect to have learned the blue-level kung fu at such a young age. Soul fluctuations have definitely broken through the level of nine-level spirit martial arts and become high-level spiritual martial arts!

Several big families in the border town have broken through the ninth-level Lingwu out of Ye Zhi, but they are still at the peak of the ninth-level, and the skills they have learned are not as powerful as the skills of the young Yanran!
Ordinary skills, no matter what class they are, are the colors of various souls that are muddy, and only the more pure colors can judge the merits of the skills.

Yan Ran's gray-blue body is quite rare in blue-level exercises!

Rainy night also found that weird gray-blue color. The difference in skills is not only the difference in level and color scale. The bigger difference is that skills of the same level have different attributes. Both are blue-rank exercises, but many blue-rank exercises have flaws.

And the blue kung fu that Yanran used at this time was the top grade kung fu of the blue rank kung fu.

That kung fu technique contains powerful soul power, once activated, it can instantly increase a person's soul power, and a gray-blue halo surrounds Yan Ran, adding to his cold and stern aura.

Compared with Yan Ran's aura at this moment, Yang Miao's aura is nothing short of a big witch, not worth mentioning!
"This boy, the blue-rank exercises are only available in major cities or capitals, and only nobles can afford them!"

"Yeah, when did such a genius appear in the Shao family?"

"These days, why do geniuses keep a low profile? I really don't know who is a genius without a martial arts competition!"

"That's right, Ye Yu has already shocked us, so where did this pervert come from?"

There was a lot of discussion among the people, each with envy and jealousy in their eyes.

Yu Ye stood under the stage and smiled, thinking about how to drag Yan Ran back to intimidate him after the martial arts competition. She has been in the border town since her rebirth, and the things she knew before were ten years ago, and the current information still needs to be collected slowly.

Yan Ran is not an ordinary character at first glance, she must know something inside!
Yuye narrowed her eyes again and again, and secretly made up her mind to find out everything!

Yan Ran looked at Yang Miao coldly, and slowly pulled out the soft sword wrapped around her waist, the gray-blue halo immediately wrapped the soft sword as thin as a cicada's wings!
"Within one move, if you can resist, this young master can consider not letting you lose too badly!"

Yang Miao, who was still high-minded just now, can only stare at the cold soft sword in panic, feeling that the blade of the sword is like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, and the gray-blue cold light makes his whole body fall into the cold cellar.

"You...you..." Yang Miao glanced around in a panic, and gritted her teeth after seeing the eyes of her elders, "Who's afraid of you! Look at the gun!"

He held the spear tightly in both hands, his fingertips turned pale, his lips were tightly pursed with a determined face, and he secretly urged all the power of his soul to focus on the weapon. Yang Miao shouted: "accept the move!" Bar!"

As he said that, he quickly stabbed at Yanran!
The power of all Yang Miao's soul power concentrated on the weapon should not be underestimated. The audience around them were all heartbroken. Even if they knew the huge gap between the two sides, they couldn't look away.

Yan Ran's eyes froze, he turned his sword, and flexibly manipulated the soft sword with his wrist. When the spear was approaching, his sword moved out like a spirit snake, and wrapped around Yang Miao's gun nimbly.

Yang Miao was startled, her hands, which were soaked in cold sweat, were a little slippery, but when she was frightened by Yan Ran's soft sword, she dropped the spear immediately.

At this moment, his rushing posture lost his target in an instant, and he fell forward with inertia. Yan Ran quickly dodged, jumped behind Yang Miao, raised his foot and kicked his ass.

"Ah!" Yang Miao screamed, and threw herself under the ring fiercely in big characters.

Yan Ran took advantage of the situation to draw back the sword, the blade of the soft sword, as thin as a cicada's wing, circled around the shaft of the spear, the spear fell to the ground, and was cut into several sections of the handle...

The brilliance of the broken place is flat, which makes people feel shocked.

"...What kind of weapon is that? It's nothing more than cutting iron like mud!"

An elder of the Yang family stood up excitedly, looking at the soft sword in Yan Ran's hand with red eyes.

Yan Ran calmly retracted the soft sword to her waist, stepped off the stage and stood in front of Yang Miao who was still lying on the ground in shock.

Yang Miao only felt a shadow cast down, and when she raised her head, she saw Yan Ran's rather gloomy face.

"I can't dodge even one move, it's really useless!"

Yang Miao blushed, got up quickly, rushed out of the crowd and disappeared.

The younger generations of the Yang family who had been whispering just now were silent at the moment, and all lowered their heads in shame.

Seeing this situation, Mr. Yang slapped the table and stood up: "You kid, you are too crazy!"

The Yang family lost face twice in a row, and Yan Ran said that Yang Miao was useless at this time, undoubtedly embarrassing the Yang family even more.

Yan Ran was arrogant, and turned to look at Old Yang: "I'm just telling the truth, the Yang family is only capable of this!"

Old Yang was so angry that his chest heaved, and the veins on the back of his hand that was pressing on the table bulged.

When Mr. Shao saw this situation, he was a little dumbfounded for a moment. When did the Yang family provoke this little ancestor?

(End of this chapter)