In the Zhennan Palace, in the martial arts field, because the military training and selection arranged by the family is about to begin, all the family's younger generations are training nervously.

After lunch, Lan Xin changed into a black outfit and brought Sen Yang to the martial arts arena. Seeing that Lan Suifeng and Lan Suiping hadn't arrived yet, she decided to practice alone for a while.

She punched a little first, flexing her muscles and bones to warm up her body first. With her angel gene activated, she could easily control the gravity field near herself, making herself as light as a swallow or as stable as a rock.

When she was practicing seriously, her vision was suddenly blocked by a black shadow. When she looked up, she saw a figure smiling maliciously. It was the girl who laughed at her in school that morning.

Lan Xin retracted her posture and asked calmly: "Lan Ning, do you have a problem with me?"

Lan Ning's mother was Lan Yawei's right-hand man and a member of the Lan family. Unfortunately, she died heroically in a battle, so Lan Yawei took great care of Lan Ning.

"Your Highness Ninth Prince, the sisters want to see your sword. Can you pull it out for us to see?" After Lan Ning finished speaking, several girls in similar black outfits also gathered around.

Lan Xin saw that although Lan Ning's words were in a questioning tone, her aggressive look did not seem like a simple discussion.

Lan Xin's right hand couldn't help but clenched the Jiangxue Sword. She lowered her eyelids and was silent for two seconds. Then she raised her head and said proudly: "Okay, no problem."

Her bright smile made people think she was an innocent and innocent child.

Several girls on the side also opened their eyes wide, and Lan Ning also stared at the extraordinary sword in Lan Xin's hand, seemingly looking forward to it.

Lan Xin grasped the hilt of the sword and pulled it out with all her strength, looking confident. She was thinking in her heart: What kind of shocked expressions would they have if they saw the Jiangxue Sword itself.

However, no matter how hard Lan Xin tried to pull out the sword, she found that it seemed to be in the scabbard and could not be pulled out.

Several girls around him showed a mixture of anticipation and disappointment. They all showed mocking expressions when they saw that Lan Xin was trying her best to suck milk but could not pull out the sword.

Several people were pointing and laughing, which made Lan Xin's face turn red with anger.

"What's going on? Why can't it be pulled out?" Lan Xin was a little anxious, and the expression on her face was even more anxious, as if she was about to cry.

"Forget it, it seems like this sword doesn't recognize you at all." Lan Ning, who had his fists crossed, also showed a look of contempt and said with a smile.

Lan Xin heard everyone laughing and laughing, and Pingbai felt a senseless anger in her heart.

A tall girl walked over directly and said aggressively: "You are tired, let me give it a try. I heard that swords are spiritual, maybe it will accept me as its master."

Of course Lan Xin was unwilling and hid the sword directly behind her back. But the girl didn't give up. She actually wanted to come over and rob her, so she took action.

Lan Xin ran away quickly, but was surrounded by several other girls in the group.

"Your Majesty Ninth Prince, we are all of the same race, let's try it too. I haven't used the best sword yet!" A thin girl shouted loudly.

"Ayang!" Lan Xin saw several people approaching. She was already feeling a great loss of vitality and blood, and felt the strength of these tribesmen, so she had no choice but to call out to her little transparent subordinates.

Sen Yang is the shadow guard of the Star Palace. Perhaps due to her skills, she has always given people a vague feeling, as if she is there, but also seems not to exist.

Only then did a few people notice Sen Yang standing in the corner. They were a little surprised that they didn't notice this handsome-looking guard who had never been noticed.

Lan Xin always liked the way Lan Suifeng got along with his personal attendant Xiao Xi, and she also told Sen Yang in advance that she would not act rashly unless he summoned her in the future.

Senyang pulled out the shadow knife he carried with him, and with a movement like an arrow, he appeared in front of Lan Xin to protect her.

"You guys are so bold and dare to be rude to His Highness Ninth Prince." Senyang scolded loudly with his face covered with frost.

Several girls were startled by Sen Yang's strange and superb movement, but they immediately thought of something and showed indifferent expressions.

The thin girl shrugged and said nonchalantly: "Where did the little guard come from? Could it be a remnant of the Shadow Clan?"

The others also looked upright and solemn, as if they wanted to take down Sen Yang.

Sen Yang's young face showed a look of anger: "You guys are spitting blood!" As she said that, there was a trace of ferocity in her eyes, and she held the shadow knife in her hand tighter.

"Little guard, don't be angry. We are just curious that your skills are very similar to those of the Shadow Clan. Just ask." Seeing that they were about to fight, Lan Ning persuaded them.

"I think she is a member of the Shadow Clan, a group of ungrateful black-hearted lotuses." A girl with elegant temperament despite wearing fancy clothes said angrily.

"Catch her!" Several girls also took out weapons, and the girl with elegant temperament was the first to draw her sword and stabbed Sen Yang.

Sen Yang's anger was also ignited at this moment, and he became angry. A shadow knife danced quickly, and his movement was extremely fast, and he blocked the long sword of the elegant girl.

A fight broke out between the two sides. The girls were worthy of being the descendants of the Lan family who had been training them. Although they were not direct descendants, they were quite capable in martial arts.

Senyang's technique is known for its speed, and the Shadow Sword has divided into two clones, protecting her like two loyal guards, so that she can actually fight several people with one manpower without falling behind.

Lan Xin and Lan Ning were both a little anxious when they saw this scene. Neither of them wanted to have a real conflict. It would be bad if they became enemies.

Lan Xin looked around anxiously, but found that the tribesmen seemed not to have seen it, and no one came to stop them. They seemed to be used to it.

She also saw that Lan Ning, who was a little anxious at first, was still looking at the battle between the two sides with great interest, as if he was commenting on something.

Only then did Lan Xin realize that this was a martial arts arena, this was Zhennan Prince's Mansion, and this was Yueyang where martial arts were practiced. Fighting was a completely normal thing.

Lan Xin also knew about her bodyguard Sen Yang. After all, she was still underage and had sneaked out. No matter how talented she was, she could not defeat such a few elite children of the Lan family who practiced martial arts all year round.

Sure enough, although Senyang's super explosive power allowed her to gain the upper hand for a short time, she soon became overwhelmed.

Lan Xin doesn't understand why the elegant girl is so desperate. In Lan Xin's impression, this girl is the daughter of a Confucian general in the army. She doesn't like martial arts, but loves poetry. She is very close to Lan Suiping, the daughter of the noble family.

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Why did Sen Yang go crazy today when he saw that his skills were like those of the Shadow Clan?

At this time, Lan Suifeng and Lan Suiping also arrived at the martial arts field one after another. They didn't feel surprised when they saw fights on the field. Anyway, there were many such incidents at the Lan family's martial arts field.

Lan Xin discovered that the girl with elegant temperament seemed not to hesitate to take risks. She would rather be stabbed by Sen Yang than to cut a deep gash in Sen Yang's body, and blood that was red but black leaked out.

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How much hatred is this?

Both sides suffered casualties, but still had no intention of stopping. Senyang snorted coldly, and the wound made her move quickly slow down.

When several girls saw that she was injured, they launched an even more violent attack, seeing that Sen Yang's life was in danger.
Chapter completed!