The fortune telling was so accurate that I accidentally accumulated a huge amount of merit!

Chapter 398 They're probably going bankrupt (2 updates)
Xin Fu's eyes were now completely clear. If he had approached Yun Ran before, it was more because he was weighing the pros and cons.

Now, he felt a respect for Yun Ran that was usually reserved for teachers.

Although Yunran was much younger than him, it did not diminish his respect for her at all. If he could, he would like to follow Yunran forever.

Yunran had no idea that she had won people's hearts with just a casual suggestion.

This was just something the elders leading the younger generation of Qingfeng Temple often said when they went out to train.

Yun Ran could tell that Xin Fu had reached his limit. If he relied solely on the sword that was about to break in his hand, it would be very difficult for him to get into the top three.

But since he was the younger brother she recognized, she naturally couldn't watch him miss out on the top three.

"Step back, let me show you that as long as you are strong enough, you can still win even if you are holding scrap metal."

As she spoke, Yunran snatched the sword from Xinfu's hand.

Xin Fu looked at his empty hands, then at Yun Ran's direction.

A member of a esoteric sect who relies primarily on swordsmanship had his sword easily disarmed...

Yun Ran's dark eyes were fixed on the two people opposite her.

Just now, the two of them, relying on their powerful magical artifacts or their own abilities, forced Xin Fu to retreat repeatedly.

Now that they saw Yun Ran step forward, their expressions immediately became much more serious. Their abilities were not on the same level as Yun Ran's at all.

But it was impossible for them to just admit defeat like that; they also wanted to know how many moves they could exchange with Yun Ran.

The leader spoke directly: "Miss Yun, I wonder if you can show your true strength..."

He didn't say the rest, but Yunran understood what he meant.

"of course can!"

Upon hearing this, Yun Ran's eyes suddenly sharpened, as if the person standing opposite her was not someone from the Xuanmen Sect, but her enemy.

That gaze was so startling that the two people opposite him took several steps back after just one glance.

When they realized what had happened, they were filled with regret. They had just told Yun Ran to show her true strength.

Unexpectedly, just a glance was enough to frighten them into taking several steps back, which immediately deflated their spirits.

Yunran turned her head to look at Xinfu and continued, "I noticed you seemed to be stuck at a bottleneck. Watch me swing my sword carefully later. If you can get a little inspiration from it, that would be good."

Xin Fu nodded heavily. Such a rare opportunity was something that could only be encountered by chance.

Yun Ran raised her hand, holding a sword that was full of nicks and chips. Just by looking at it, she was completely incomparable to the well-equipped person opposite her.

In that instant, not only those on the stage, but also those in the audience, felt an overwhelming force pressing down on them.

Yun Ran casually swung her sword, but Xin Fu, standing not far away, felt as if his heart was about to jump out of his chest.

He seemed to have glimpsed something extraordinary in the sword strike Yun Ran had casually swung just now, which made his eyes sting.

Tears instantly filled his entire eyelid. Even though he tried to force himself to look, his sore and painful eyes reflexively closed.

With a "whoosh".

The entire competition center was instantly enveloped in a cloud of dust.

"Cough cough cough..."

"What happened?" "Holy crap, the arena collapsed! This dust is choking us!"

"Is Yun Ran crazy? So what if she's amazing? She even demolished the arena! Why doesn't she just demolish the whole island too?!"

"Compensation is a must! Although the competition rules do not explicitly state that damage to public property must be compensated, it's like demolishing someone's house. It wouldn't be right not to compensate."

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Yunran, who was in the center, was dumbfounded when she saw this scene. She thought she was holding a magic weapon that was equivalent to scrap metal.

She figured it wouldn't unleash much power, so she didn't hold back. But she never dreamed that the quality of the arena was so poor.

With a single sword strike, the entire arena was shattered, and Yun Ran suddenly felt a little guilty.

As the dust settled, everyone's vision finally cleared, and then, no one knew what to say.

Except for the barely intact stone under Yunran's feet, the rest of the area had collapsed, which explained the dust.

The two who had confronted Yunran earlier, along with Xinfu, all collapsed to the ground in a sorry state.

Each of them was covered in dust, and from a distance, it was impossible to tell who was who.

Yun Ran awkwardly withdrew her hand, her clear and innocent eyes looking at the referee team not far away.

"Can I say that I didn't do it on purpose? I didn't expect the ring to be so unstable."

The judging panel: ...

They were too complacent. They thought Yunran was a person of good judgment, but it turns out that judgment depends on the circumstances.

In particular, each of them was covered in so much dust that they were unrecognizable.

After a long while, the referees reluctantly announced that the other three were all eliminated, since only Yun Ran was still on the stage.

The logistics staff, looking at the ruins of the arena, couldn't hold back their tears.

This arena was built at a huge cost to them.

To make it even cooler, they even hollowed out part of the competition center, turning the arena into a rising platform.

To complete this project over such a large area, especially on an island, you can imagine how difficult it is.

But now, it's all been destroyed by Yunran's sword.

The owner of the logistics department, wearing a white shirt that was no longer distinguishable from its original color, had completely distorted facial features.

When he looked at the rock at Yun Ran's feet, which was no more than a meter in diameter, he really wanted to rush up and question Yun Ran: Do I have a grudge against you?!
No one in the entire competition center was spared; everyone was covered in dust.

The Venerable Jiechen patted the dust off his bald head and sighed, "Young friend Yunran is probably going to go bankrupt."

The blind Taoist priest opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but couldn't find the words at all.

Finally, he simply gave a thumbs-up in Yunran's direction.

The kind-hearted Daoist Qingmu remained silent for a long time, wiped the dust off his face with his sleeve, and then quietly said, "Young friend Yunran, you are truly a unique individual, unprecedented and unparalleled."

Since the Xuanmen Grand Competition began, there has never been such an outrageous situation.

As for the future, having learned from this experience, there will definitely be more rules for the next competition.

Behind every outrageous rule lies a bloody lesson.