Wait, How Did My Digital Girlfriend Become a Sword Immortal? Chapter 840: Li Qingran vs. Su Luyao
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With thousands of eyes fixed upon them, Su Luyao and Li Qingran stepped up to the Martial Platform.
The Vice Dean from Battle Soul Academy, known as the Soul Battle Saint Feng Wuyu, observed the pair of young ladies with evident approval in his gaze.
Both Su Luyao and Li Qingran stood out as top talents among the younger generation at Battle Soul Academy, and their striking beauty made them the perfect representatives for the institution, excelling in appearance, aptitude, and power alike.
As Vice Dean, Feng Wuyu held a particular fondness for these two promising pupils.
"The match regulations are already familiar to you, yet I feel compelled to reiterate them," Feng Wuyu's face grew somewhat sterner. "Cease upon making contact, and under no circumstances end a life! Reserve any desire for lethal combat until the World Elite Soul Master Competition! We won't tolerate internal conflicts here, where you unleash cruel and brutal techniques against your own peers!
Countless instructors surround the fighting area. Should any intentional injury occur, the bout's outcome will be invalidated, and you'll face a one-year ban from such events! If no further complaints arise, let the duel commence right away!"
Having said that, Feng Wuyu gestured for Li Qingran and Su Luyao to exchange bows.
Li Qingran had no issue with this, offering a composed nod to Su Luyao.
In her mind, she reflected that her World Rings and Battle Techniques had received multiple enhancements thanks to her husband's aid. During the upcoming clash with Su Luyao, she ought to restrain herself somewhat, to avoid unintentionally slaying or gravely wounding her opponent with an offhand strike.Battle Soul Academy had been kind to her, its teachers fair-minded, and she wished to remain enrolled here for further learning, steering clear of any disruptions.
Su Luyao returned the slight bow, a chilly smirk tugging at her lips, her intentions starkly contrasting Li Qingran's.
So, it's merely about preserving life, is it?
For a woman at the peak of her youthful bloom, what mattered above all? Her looks, of course!
The school's guidelines must not be broken, yet plenty of ways existed to bend them.
She might let Li Qingran live, but she intended to savage that lovely visage without mercy.
Although numerous healing Battle Souls could swiftly mend Li Qingran's features, such details held no relevance.
Her aim was to humiliate Li Qingran publicly, gaining personal satisfaction from it, so what else needed consideration?
Feng Wuyu announced, "Let the match start!" before retreating a pace and leaving the platform.
Su Luyao fixed a frosty stare on Li Qingran. At her feet, Yellow, Yellow, Purple—three World Rings glowed. The Wind Whisper Butterfly danced near her arm. The might of a 37th-level Soul Battle Venerable surged over the arena like a surging wave. "Li Qingran, truthfully speaking, my third Battle Technique is designed to neutralize your own third one. If you're wise, forfeit immediately. You'll spare yourself the pain that way."
Even while uttering these words, Su Luyao felt utterly convinced that Li Qingran wouldn't yield the competition so readily.
After all, Li Qingran was a Battle Venerable too. Such figures possessed their inherent pride, and moreover, she outranked Su Luyao by two levels.
Surrendering at this point would shatter the reputation Li Qingran had built within the academy overnight.
In the Canglan Realm, power reigned supreme above everything. Beauty paired with a lack of fighter's honor amounted to little more than an ornamental yet hollow shell.
Li Qingran regarded Su Luyao in silence.
A chuckle almost escaped her, but deeming it impolite, she suppressed it firmly.
Next, she ignited her initial World Ring.
A violet aura bloomed beneath her. The three-thousand-year World Ring radiated a vivid purple, exerting far greater pressure than Su Luyao's faintly purple band.
Su Luyao's brows knitted as she eyed the World Ring under Li Qingran's feet. "What's the intent here?
Are you intending to challenge me with just one Battle Technique? Li Qingran, this is outright overconfidence!"
Feng Wuyu, hovering near the platform's boundary, uttered a quiet exclamation of astonishment and squinted his eyes.
The purple World Ring beneath Li Qingran marked the innermost layer at the base. Based on its placement, it appeared to be the first one.
Yet Li Qingran was merely a 39th-level Battle Venerable. Upon taking in her inaugural World Ring, she had been no more than a Great Battle Master.
A Great Battle Master's body simply couldn't accommodate a World Ring exceeding a thousand years.
Especially since this ring's hue indicated it surpassed three thousand years.
Unless a World Beast had willingly sacrificed itself in an extraordinary event...
Occurrences like that were exceedingly uncommon.
Had such a thing truly taken place, her instructor would have informed him long before.
"I believe this suffices," Li Qingran fluttered her large eyes, gripping the Su Xian Sword without further comment.
"Very well!" Su Luyao's laughter turned furious. "Don't come crying later!"
"Let's get to it," Li Qingran sensed Su Luyao's excessive chatter, as though they shared a close bond.
However, this nonchalant demeanor only deepened the blow to Su Luyao's pride.
"Insufferably conceited!" Su Luyao bellowed in rage.
The trio of World Rings—Yellow, Yellow, Purple—beneath her feet burst forth with brilliant radiance all at once.
The Wind Whisper Butterfly, adorned in cyan-gold motifs, beat its wings and ascended. The surrounding air currents whipped into frenzy instantly.
"First Battle Technique, Wind Wing Slash!"
With a flick of her finger, the Wind Whisper Butterfly's wings vibrated.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
Dozens of cyan-gold wind blades, resembling a torrent of sharp pins, hurtled toward Li Qingran amid piercing howls.