Douluo’s Heavens Lottery System

Baidizong, Baidi Square.

The white marble square is wide and boundless. The ground is covered with huge white marble slabs, and there are marble columns on all sides.

At the end of the line of sight is the lush woods, and on the other is the cliff of ten thousand meters wide, and the vast clouds and mist linger outside the cliff.

The square was crowded with people, all of them a disciple of Baidizong wearing a white uniform.

At this moment, they all stared intently at the center of the square.

In the center of the square, Nalan Yanran and Xiao Yan were standing at the two corners of the square, a distance of more than ten meters.

"call!"

"call!"

"call!"

...

In the air, accompanied by a burst of air-breaking sound, many Baidizong elders also vibrated the wings of fighting spirit, came from various places to the sky above the square, suspended in the sky, ready to watch the game.

But besides the elders, there were others who also came here.

Among them were people like Haibodong, Famu, Jiaxingtian and Yaoye who came to watch the excitement, and there were also people from the Nalan family.

Like Nalan Yanran’s grandfather Nalanjie, and his father Nalansu, one of them is the King of Douqi because of her strength, flapping the wings of fighting spirit, floating in the sky to watch, while the other is not as strong as the King of Douqi. Can be viewed around the square.

"Old man, who do you think will win this game?"

In the air, looking at Nalan Yanran and Xiao Yan who were confronting each other in the square, Hai Bodong asked Ging Xingtian with interest.

"It must be Xiao Yanran. Xiao Yanran has extraordinary talents. Not only does he have the support of our Baidizong medicine, but he also practices the Fenghuang Art which was passed down by the Supreme Sect Master. This is a high-level technique."

"In terms of fighting skills, in addition to the extreme wind inherited by Yun Lanzong, there is also the sword technique that Yun Yun learned from Taishangzong that can lead the billowing thunder. This sword technique is at least an advanced level. , I really can't think of what Xiao Yan can have to defeat Xiao Yanran."

Jia Xingtian shook his head, somewhat pitying.

"Compared to the little girl Yun Yun, my family's Yaoye is too pitiful, only learned a **** Shura tactic, and didn't teach my family's Xiaoyao any powerful fighting skills."

As if thinking of something, Jia Xingtian showed a somewhat sorrowful expression.

"Grandpa, don't talk nonsense!"

On the side, hearing the words of grandfather adding Xingtian, the blood-colored vindictive wings vibrated, and the cold and mature face of Yao Ye couldn't help showing a little helplessness.

"My Blood Fiend Shura Art is also an extremely powerful technique. It can be cultivated through battle, absorb the blood on the battlefield, and quickly improve my cultivation. This is very suitable for me, and after I have cultivated to a certain level, the Blood Fiend Shura Art will return Can accumulate iron-blooded evil spirits."

"Iron-blooded evil spirits can be triggered by themselves as long as they attack. This can be regarded as a fighting skill. Master did not teach me fighting skills specifically because there is no fighting skill suitable for me, not because of eccentricity, and my talent is not better than Yun Yun. Senior sister."

"Good, good! Grandpa stopped talking."

Jia Xingtian replied with some amusement.

"You little guy, he hasn't been with your master for a few years, so he turned his elbow out. It's really useless!"

Add punishment and make a sad expression.

Yao Ye: "..."

But this time, Yao Ye only gave Grandpa and Xingtian a look, and then ignored it.

She deliberately rushed back from the border this time to watch the three-year appointment of her teacher-nephew Nalan Yanran, but not to quarrel with this boring grandfather.

...

On the other side, on the wide Baidi Square.

Nalan Yanran stood aside, carrying a thin wind sword on her back, and her long cyan skirt danced with the wind.

Xiao Yan was standing on the other side, carrying a Pyrophobia, and the black robes moved in the wind, and the two faced each other.

No one was right or wrong in the grievances three years ago.

Nalan Yanran wanted to get rid of the shackles of the marriage contract and pursue freedom, which was not wrong.

However, Xiao Yan felt that his face was lost because he was publicly regretting the marriage, so he wanted revenge. This is not wrong.

Can only say that the **** decides the head!

But after three years of grievances, there must be an understanding.

To the Xiao family where Xiao Yan was in, the Bai Emperor Sect was a giant, and they could not retaliate, so all retaliation could only be carried out by Xiao Yan himself.

As for Bai Dizong, because Nalan Yanran raised the matter of retiring, it was true in reason, but in reason, Nalan Yanran was a bit wrong.

Therefore, both Bai Dizong and Nalan Yanran couldn't refuse the three-year agreement proposed by Xiao Yan.

Of course, there is no need to refuse.

The three-year agreement is nice, but it just gives Xiao Yan three years to grow up, and then let Xiao Yan fight Nalan Yanran.

If Xiao Yan wins, it would prove that Nalan Yanran had no eye for retiring to him, and he was even better than Nalan Yanran.

But this is only when Xiao Yan can win.

But does Xiao Yan have a chance to win?

This may be a bit low!

Not only did the Bai Dizong think so, but even Xiao Yan himself felt so.

Without Grandpa Ring, Xiao Yan is an ordinary genius. Without the resources and the teaching of a famous teacher, he might be slightly inferior to his talent, but for Nalan Yanran, who has sufficient resources and the teaching of a famous teacher, it is too much. It's been difficult.

After all, Nalan Yanran’s cultivation base had to be higher than him. Xiao Yan was able to catch up with Nalan Yanran’s current level. It was completely supported by the head of the Medicine Refining Department in Canaan College, plus the Tianburn Qi Refining Tower. s help.

It was precisely because of the support of Canaan Academy that Xiao Yan was able to slightly catch up with Nalan Yanran's cultivation base, but there was still a gap between Nalan Yanran's cultivation base.

But even though he knew that his winning rate was slim, for the sake of his own man's self-esteem, Xiao Yan could not admit defeat and could only go all out.

After all, it was him who pretended to propose a three-year agreement back then!

Standing on Baidi Square.

Looking at Nalan Yanran, who was on the opposite side, with a long cyan dress, a delicate face, elegant and refined, noble and cold, Xiao Yan couldn't help feeling a little regretful in the face of such a big beauty. This should have belonged to his fiancee. .

But unfortunately, the two are now enemies!

"Nalan Yanran, it's been three years!"

Reaching out and holding the Pyrophobic Knife behind him, Xiao Yan said in a low voice with a complex tone.

"Yes, it's been three years, Xiao Yan, I heard that you went to Canaan College in the past three years. I don't know how much progress you have made at Canaan College in these three years."

Nalan Yanran held the thin wind sword in her hand, her face was calm, as if she didn't care about Xiao Yan at all.

"How much progress has been made? Ha ha, defeating you, enough!"

Xiao Yan grinned, stretched out his hand to hold the Pyrophobic Knife behind him, and suddenly pulled it out with a "clang!", and pointed at Nalan Yanran diagonally.

"Beat me?"

Nalan Yanran's red lips were aroused: "Hehe, I am really confident, so let's try it, I hope you don't just talk empty talk."

"Don't worry, I will prove to you my strength. The grievances three years ago should end today!"

A cold expression appeared on Xiao Yan's face, his eyes suddenly became sharp, and he said coldly.

"Come on, let's start!"

With a low drink, Xiao Yan violently poured the fighting energy in his body into the fire-stuffing knife in his hand. At the same time that countless fire patterns flowed through the fire-stuffing knife, Xiao Yan's figure instantly disappeared.

In the next second, accompanied by a whistling sound, a black light struck Nalan Yanran heavily.