39: Double kill
"My dear Ruolan, let's see where you can run to now."
Two young Martial Artists, around twenty years old, burst out from the darkness.
One in front and one behind, they blocked the sisters An Ruolan and An Jianan in the middle.
"Wang Di!"
An Ruolan shielded her sister behind her, her gaze filled with wariness as she looked at the person before her.
The man named Wang Di toyed with the short sword in his hand, his eyes mocking,
"Run, why aren't you running anymore?"
"Wang Di, this matter was caused by me alone, but my sister is innocent."
An Ruolan bit her lips tightly, her tone pleading,
"As long as you let her go, I will let you do whatever you want with me."
"Sister!"
An Jianan tugged at her sister's arm, her pretty face tearful, "I won't leave."
"What a truly touching scene of sisterly love."
Wang Di's gaze kept roaming over An Ruolan's exquisite, curvaceous figure.
He made no effort to hide the possessiveness in his eyes.
"It's just a pity, if you want to blame someone, blame yourself for getting too close to Xue Qing!"
Mentioning Xue Qing's name, Wang Di's face immediately turned livid.
"We were childhood sweethearts, growing up together, so it was fine that you rejected my confessions time and again."
"But you actually accepted the pursuit of that playboy Xue Qing!"
"Besides being a bit taller than me, stronger than me, and having more money at home, what else is better about him than me?"
Wang Di roared frantically, venting the unwillingness in his heart.
He could accept his own failure, but he could not accept his goddess of many years being snatched away by Xue Qing!
Inside the tent, Li Canglan was speechless.
Not as tall as the other guy, not as strong, and the family background is worse too.
Why should An Ruolan fall for you?
Because you know how to throw a tantrum?
An Ruolan also didn't expect that her friend of over ten years would attack her for such a ridiculous reason!
"Wang Di, I have already said it before."
An Ruolan's tone was soft, trying to ease the current situation,
"We are too familiar with each other; there is simply no feeling between us as lovers."
"Stop spouting nonsense here!"
At this moment, Wang Di had been blinded by jealousy and had lost his reason.
"These are just your excuses!"
"Since you want to be with Xue Qing, I will strike first. I want to see what face you have left to be with him!"
As the words fell, Wang Di waved his hand, signaling his companion to attack directly.
They understood An Ruolan's strength.
Two against one, plus An Ruolan needed to take care of An Jianan, who was a Martial Apprentice in the Body Tempering Realm.
It was impossible for her to be their opponent.
Wang Di held his short sword and quickly suppressed the injured An Ruolan.
The other sharp-faced youth headed straight for An Jianan.
"Jianan!"
The battered An Ruolan's expression changed drastically; she wanted to break away, but she couldn't shake off Wang Di, who was sticking to her like a plaster.
An Jianan was extremely nervous, clutching a replica combat blade tightly in her hand.
The Body Tempering Realm cannot unleash the power of real combat weapons, so replica combat weapons are actually more suitable for those in the Body Tempering Realm.
She slashed down, but it was easily dodged by the sharp-faced youth.
"Just right, Wang Di can enjoy your sister."
The sharp-faced youth had a lewd smile on his face, "I'll come taste you."
He slapped An Jianan's wrist, knocking away the replica combat blade.
Then he reached out to stroke An Jianan's flushed face.
"Did your mother ever teach you that disturbing someone's sleep is an impolite thing to do?"
A ghostly voice rang out, and the sharp-faced youth shuddered violently.
"Who is it?"
He only felt a breeze pass by, and a piercing pain shot through his wrist!
"Ah!!!"
The shrill scream startled the swallows resting in the forest into flight.
The sharp-faced youth's hand was severed by a blade and flew through the air, landing on the ground.
He gripped his wrist tightly, blood gushing out.
Looking at the strange youth walking out of the shadows, the sharp-faced youth was filled with fear!
He hadn't even noticed the opponent's movement before his wrist was severed.
Although the night obscured their movements, it was enough to prove that the opponent's strength was definitely not simple!
"Who exactly are you, Your Excellency?"
The pain did not cause the sharp-faced youth to lose his reason.
He knew that with his severed wrist, it was impossible for him to be a match for this strange youth.
Li Canglan yawned, "Someone sleeping here."
The sharp-faced youth's expression changed slightly.
In this wilderness, who would dare to sleep soundly?
If you really fall asleep and a Demonic Beast comes to eat you, you wouldn't even know how you died!
He suppressed the fear in his heart and begged for mercy with a trembling voice,
"I didn't know someone was sleeping here. As long as you are willing to let me go, I will give you everything I have on me."
"I acknowledge your sincerity," Li Canglan nodded.
Hearing this, the sharp-faced youth finally breathed a sigh of relief.
At the same time, he sentenced the other party to death in his heart!
Daring to sever his wrist—once he returned to the academy, he would definitely invite his Senior Brother to take revenge for him!
The opponent's behavior was a provocation to the dignity of their academy!
"However, I have one shortcoming."
Li Canglan continued, "That is, I get very grumpy when I wake up!"
How could he not see the resentment in the other person's eyes?
Releasing a tiger back to the mountain is too idiotic; Li Canglan would not make such a mistake.
Since he decided to make a move, he couldn't leave the other person's life!
An ominous premonition welled up in the sharp-faced youth's heart, and he quickly turned around and shouted,
"Wang Di, save..."
Before his words fell, a sharp, cold glint cut through the night sky.
With a swish.
A perfectly good head flew off the body.
Leaving only a headless corpse to fall to the ground, blood gushing like a fountain.
Not far away, Wang Di had completely suppressed An Ruolan.
He was just waiting to defeat An Ruolan so he could free up his hands to rescue his companion.
Therefore, seeing his companion playing along with the opponent, he wasn't too anxious.
The two sides didn't have a life-or-death hatred, so there was no need to fight to the death.
However, his companion's death instantly made Wang Di's soul flee in terror.
His companion's strength was similar to his, which meant he was definitely no match for this strange youth.
Not to mention there was still An Ruolan, who had not completely lost her ability to fight, nearby.
Wang Di hesitated for only an instant; after forcing An Ruolan back with a sword strike, he leaped a few times and fled into the darkness.
As long as the green hills remain, there's no need to fear a lack of firewood!
Nothing was more important than his own life!
Li Canglan formed a sword with his fingers and whispered, "Thunder."
Boom!
Thunder suddenly cracked, illuminating the silent night sky.
Dazzling lightning struck Wang Di's back.
The Martial Artist's body was directly blown to pieces!
Not even a complete corpse was left behind.
Using thunderous means to kill two Martial Artists, Li Canglan felt no pity in his heart.
It wasn't that he was too cold-blooded, but that such scum deserved to die.
Li Canglan did not reveal his true identity to greet An Jianan.
He went straight to squat down and started looting the corpses.
And the two sisters, An Ruolan and An Jianan, were still in shock, unable to recover for a long time.