CHAPTER 199: CHAPTER 199: NOBODY DIES IN THIS LOUSY TOURNAMENT

Cong Yu’s face was not looking good either.

Even though she knew Zhao Xuan’s notorious reputation for being a complete jerk, his profession as a Qimen Celestial Master indeed made him a tough opponent.

Even Cong Shuang had to be cautious dealing with him.

Since Cong Shuang was free in the third round, Cong Yu didn’t worry much, just hoped Lu Ran could win.

But if the opponent was Zhao Xuan, it would be dangerous.

Although the four presidents knew that no matter who Lu Ran faced, there would be no danger.

Yet, Cong Yu and the others were unaware of Lu Ran’s abilities, so their worry was natural.

"Sis, can Lu Ran still win?" Cong Yu looked at Cong Shuang and asked.

"I don’t know, but based on Lu Ran’s current abilities, the chances of beating Zhao Xuan are very slim unless Lu Ran has some other means," Cong Shuang said truthfully.

The problem is.

These two sisters didn’t know what other abilities Lu Ran had.

Just based on intuition, Cong Shuang felt that Lu Ran’s abilities should not be limited to the Blood Spear.

Oh right.

There’s also the Titan Python mentioned by Cong Yu, but that thing still can’t stop Zhao Xuan’s ten-second explosive burst.

After all, once in Phantom state, nothing can harm Zhao Xuan.

Zhao Xuan’s ten-second burst could seem useless in team dungeons, but in solo combat, combined with Zhao Xuan’s high burst, it’s a very bug-like ability.

Meanwhile.

The audience, upon seeing the announcement of the list, all became excited.

Even various families were taken aback.

Unexpectedly, Lu Ran faced such a challenging opponent in the third round.

But it makes sense.

The top hundred elite newcomers selected nationwide in Longxia have already seen three-fourths eliminated, leaving one-fourth, each exceptionally strong.

Yet Zhao Xuan is among the top tier within the remaining four.

"What a pity, I wanted to see Lu Ran continue advancing."

"Tricks and shortcuts are not the king’s way; meeting true strength, one must lose."

"What? Are you saying Miss Cen Yunuo isn’t strong?"

"Zhao Xuan’s ten-second Phantom is indeed somewhat unsolvable; it’s just bad luck for Cen Yunuo."

"Opposites attracting and countering, that’s normal."

"Time to say goodbye to Lu Ran; indeed, the eventual champion is expected to emerge from among Cong Shuang and others."

...

Even the major forces and families have effectively given up on Lu Ran.

This duel restricts on all fronts!

On stage.

Lu Ran walked up first, lazily standing aside, looking at the staircase on the opposite side of the ring.

But Zhao Xuan did not follow the norm, directly leaped from the side, lightly landing on stage, seemingly enhanced by some buff-type skill.

As Zhao Xuan stepped on stage, the crowd immediately cheered.

Zhao Xuan surprisingly had quite a few fangirls.

Although Zhao Xuan is a jerk, nowadays, many fangirls actually like these sleazy rascals who play the field; if you’re an honest man, you might face disdain and rejection from the little fairy girls.

In short, it’s self-destructive behavior.

Another part of the crowd was attracted by Zhao Xuan’s status.

Scion of the Zhao Family in the Imperial Capital!

All along, Zhao Xuan accepted the surrounding noise and praise with an arrogant face.

He didn’t even glance at Lu Ran.

As if to assert that Lu Ran, who stirred excitement in the previous two matches, was nothing worth his attention!

Lu Ran stood quietly at his position, watching Zhao Xuan.

His heart remained calm.

Having the strength and status now, these small fries find it hard to stir up any substantial psychological impact on Lu Ran.

He was far from the old Lu Ran.

Before long, the host started warming up, delivering the customary opening remarks.

The entire square quieted down.

Every contestant was seriously gazing at their opponent on stage, awaiting the start of the match.

During this pause, Zhao Xuan finally turned to Lu Ran.

Lazily said, "You sure made a splash in the previous two rounds."

Lu Ran looked at him indifferently, not responding.

Zhao Xuan’s arrogance earlier, deliberately ignoring Lu Ran, was intentional.

But when Lu Ran chose not to engage him, it was genuinely disinterest, simply unnecessary.

While Zhao Xuan ignoring Lu Ran left Lu Ran unaffected.

Yet when Lu Ran didn’t respond to Zhao Xuan, Zhao Xuan could not contain himself.

Suddenly furrowing his brows.

He said, "The third round ends here; I’ll let everyone know that flashy, opportunistic ways can’t get you to the end. Only true strength can!"

Having said this, Zhao Xuan’s face burst with immense confidence and arrogance!

"Oh." Lu Ran just uttered softly, then returned to his lazy demeanor.

For Zhao Xuan’s status, receiving such a casual reply was already insulting.

"Trying to annoy me? Haha... It’s useless; emotions don’t affect abilities. The counterbalance between professions can’t be..." Zhao Xuan continued.

"What’s wrong with you? If you want to fight, just fight. Lose and get out. Do you think I owe you something? Why keep yapping without end?" Lu Ran impatiently interrupted Zhao Xuan.

Zhao Xuan’s voice came to an abrupt halt.

His built-up momentum instantly collapsed.

"You..." Zhao Xuan seemed unprepared for someone to speak to him like this, momentarily speechless.

"What do you mean ’you’? Don’t understand human language? Trying to pose while being a trash, let me tell you this, in my eyes, every opponent in this Hundred Cities League is rubbish, including you. So, if you can shut up, shut up; lose and get out. If you’re unsatisfied, after the fight, you can challenge me by issuing a life-and-death contract, and I’ll accept it. This damn competition won’t kill anyone, so what’s there to show off?" Lu Ran said.

Anyway, bored before the match starts.

Zhao Xuan kept yapping endlessly, so Lu Ran simply didn’t pamper him anymore.

"I..." Zhao Xuan was stunned.

"What do you mean ’I’? Breaking in the third round? What, you want to use my flowers to set off your greenery? Use my handsome face to set off your shoehorn face? Spoiled you till you thought you mattered?" Lu Ran waved his hand grandiosely and continued.

Zhao Xuan’s mouth was twitching.

Bombarded like a machine gun by Lu Ran for ages.

The shame and anger in his heart finally peaked.

Grinding his teeth, about to curse back.

But just as he was about to open his mouth.

"The match begins!" The host shouted loudly.

Zhao Xuan’s body jerked fiercely.

Shocked into silence.

Despite being frivolous and arrogant, he hadn’t forgotten Lu Ran’s terrifying Blood Spear!

Now wasn’t the time to play word games.

Unfortunately, although Lu Ran blasted him for ages and he heard it all quietly, ultimately, he had no chance to retort.

The frustration and anger in his heart were almost suffocating!

A thousand words summed up in one sentence.

"I’ll kill you!"

Lu Ran glanced at Zhao Xuan with a look as if seeing an idiot.

Lazily replied, "You’re stupid, right? Just told you this damn match can’t kill anyone."