Awakening Assassin at the beginning: None of my vocations are normal

The two of them were going back and forth like this, fighting with all their concentration.

At the same time, the forced physical contact between Si Wanran and Jiang Ran made people outside the venue swallow their saliva.

They all marveled that Jiang Ran was really a genius, actually using this method to have this kind of skin-to-skin contact with Si Wanran, a beautiful woman, that made everyone envious.

But this cannot be blamed on Jiang Ran. A man like Jiang Ran has a well-coordinated body. He has muscles where he should be strong, and he is not bloated where he should be agile.

Unlike a beauty like Si Wanran, who has a curvy front and back, plump and plump, she can be touched accidentally.

But Si Wanran was also engrossed in the battle, engaging in hand-to-hand combat with Jiang Ran, attacking the opponent with his knees and elbows, where he could hit hard where he least needed to accumulate energy.

The two struggled for a while, then suddenly stopped all their movements at the same time, because their movements were all stuck at this time.

Jiang Ran said calmly: "You lose!"

Si Wanran said unyieldingly: "No, you lost!"

At this time, Jiang Ran's right hand turned into a sword finger, pointing at the Tanzhong point on Si Wanran's chest, but her arm was locked on her delicate body by one of Si Wanran's hands, and the arm was tightly clasped on her beautiful chest. , unable to exert force, and the fingers could not move forward one minute.

The index finger of Si Wanran's other hand pointed a little below Jiang Ran's throat, but his hand was also locked by one of Jiang Ran's hands like the roots of an old tree. He could only move forward a little, but Jiang Ran couldn't move forward. The throat is still a little far away.

At this time, everyone stared at the two people in stunned silence, standing together in such a blushing posture.

Many parts of Si Wanran's body were pressed tightly against Jiang Ran, almost sinking into his flesh.

Si Wanran ignored it and said: "My index finger points to the tip of your throat. As long as the true energy spurts out, you will die immediately; and your finger points to my Tanzhong point, the most you can do is let me cultivate." It’s all lost, but not fatal. Tell me, isn’t this your loss?”

Jiang Ran retorted: "Look, the index finger you are pointing at my throat, and the Yangming large intestine meridian of your hand along the arm, have been locked by me. Your index finger cannot send out true energy and cannot crush my throat."

"Furthermore, your fingers can only reach the artery on my neck, but that is soft tissue and cannot be damaged by brute force alone. However, my hands can send out real energy to crush your Tanzhong point..."

"I have nails!" Si Wanran interrupted unconvinced.

"Ah?" Jiang Ran didn't react.

Si Wanran said angrily again: "I have nails!"

Only then did Jiang Ran react. With difficulty, he moved his eyes downwards and looked at Si Wanran's fingers.

The nails on it were not long and were not deliberately planted, but the nails of normal length were enough to cut through one's own arteries.

Jiang Ran fell into deep speechlessness.

After a long time, he sighed and said: "You are so cruel!"

Si Wanran was smiling brightly, her beautiful face was full of the joy of success, and she was looking at Jiang Ran with some pride.

Who knows why she got angry with this person.

The two slowly let go of each other, and Si Wanran realized something, glared at Jiang Ran, cursed in a low voice: "Rogue." He nodded and left with brisk steps.

Jiang Ran waved his hand in front of his nose, feeling that his nose was still full of Si Wanran's scent.

Later, Jiang Ran was introduced inside by Ji Fanwei.

As for signing in, it should be considered a thing of the past.

On the other side, in a quiet place, Si Wanran squatted down, covering her face with her hands, muttering to herself angrily: "You stupid woman, you are so frivolous in front of so many people, how dare you I just realized it now! It’s so embarrassing!”

Si Wanran buried her head in her hands for a while, then whispered the name softly: "Jiang Ran? Just wait for me!"

The next day was also the first day of the official start of the Luotian Dajiao. On a peak with beautiful mountains and clear waters, many heroes gathered together.

According to the custom of Luotian Dajiao, only the talents of the younger generation came from various states this time.

Only Lingzhou, as the landlord this time, sent cultivators at the elder and head level as the managers of the Luotian Dajiao.

After everyone gathered together, Si Wanran followed the rules and led everyone to complete the ceremony of worshiping heaven, earth and Taoist ancestors.

Many young talents began to chat freely.

For a time, there were many hearty and graceful laughters coming from the peak, and there were also many talented people from various states talking about the moon in the sky.

And this does not include Jiang Ran.

Jiang Ran felt that he had fought with so many third-level powerhouses and had seen a lot of the world. In addition, he had absorbed thunder seeds, and his mental age seemed to have increased a lot. He didn't like these little brats very much.

Thinking about how he used to be young and energetic and brag like them in front of his wife, Jiang Ran felt blushing.

Jiang Ran sat on the edge of the crowd, chatting with Ji Fanwei all the time.

Ji Fanwei stood behind Jiang Ran, rubbing Jiang Ran's shoulders and joking with Jiang Ran.

At this time, the young man with the folding fan who had previously intended to fight Jiang Ran put away the folding fan he was waving and said loudly: "It is fate that all the talented people are here. Why don't we move on to the next step?" , let’s discuss Taoism!”

Everyone rushed to meet him, and a tall, strong man with red hair, carrying a huge and thick spear behind his back, said in a deep voice: "Just what I want!"

Among the crowd, a pretty, noble and attractive woman also nodded, but looked at Jiang Ran.

Several other sinister eyes also looked at Jiang Ran. Jiang Ran felt quite uncomfortable with this gloomy feeling, so she naturally noticed it.

Jiang Ran glanced at Si Wanran and saw that although she was overtaken by the guest, she quickly restrained her expression. Instead, she noticed Jiang Ran's gaze and gave him a light glare.

Not to be outdone, Jiang Ran rolled his eyes in response.

Si Wanran huffed and clenched her pink fist lightly in the air to express her anger.

However, everyone was immersed in the heated discussion and did not notice their small actions.

The young man with the folding fan changed the topic at this time, looked at Jiang Ran from a distance and asked: "Today, the name of the Son of God Jiang Ran is as loud as thunder, and the name of the spokesperson of Heaven's Dao makes the ears of young people almost go numb. It's not as good as Jiang Ran and fellow Taoist Jiang Ran." Xiaosheng has a competition, if he loses, he will give up this title, how about it?"

For a moment, everyone's eyes were focused on Jiang Ran, either mocking or disdainful. Some people were quite excited to see the "legendary" Jiang Ran.

Jiang Ran frowned lazily and asked: "Is there such a way to place bets?" Then he looked at Si Wanran and said: "How about I fight you again, with all my strength. If you lose, Ling How about I get the reputation of being the truth teller in the state cultivator?"

If these words were said to anyone else, it would definitely be a huge offense, but after Si Wanran heard this, she clenched her fist again and said angrily: "Just hit me! Do you think I'm afraid of you?"