Chapter 67: Lu Shaohu Wins Again

  "Seeking collection recommendations, a lot of collection recommended coffee, thanks."

  Dugu Binglan immediately fell onto the stone platform, landing beside Lu Shiyu with a faint smile, as if all of this had been within her expectations and she didn't feel any surprise.

  "15,000 gold coins!" Lu Shao was smiling slightly in his heart at this time. Dugu Binglan won, and the 1,500 gold coins he bet earned him ten times as much in just three days. He should have added a bit more money to his bet earlier.

  "The second round, Lu Shaohu, Yang Qing." The middle-aged executive of Yunyang Sect took out two jade slips from the small box again. This time, it was a match between Lu Shaohu and Yang Qing.

  Lu Shao-yu gazed at that Yang Qing, who was indeed a young man from the Yang family, following behind Yang Miao. He was eighteen years old, wearing magnificent attire, with a hint of arrogance in his eyes. His cultivation was only that of a second-rank warrior, but it was still not bad. However, among the crowd, he was no different from Luo Fei just now.

  Lu Shaohu smiled slightly, secretly delighted in his heart. He thought that running into Yang Qing was a stroke of good luck. If he had run into Wang Guang instead, it would have been bad luck.

  With a swift leap, Lu Shaohu landed neatly on the stone platform, his Triple Warrior cultivation allowing him to occupy a considerable advantage.

  At this time, Yang Qing's face didn't look too good, and he also knew in his heart that something was off, but he still stepped onto the stone platform with elegant movements.

  "Yang Qing, get down!" Yang Qing stepped onto the stone platform, and Lu Shaohu let out a cold shout mixed with true energy. His body trembled slightly as a yellowish-brown true energy quickly enveloped his body, forming a true energy halo in front of him. From his throat, he let out a low growl: "Great Earth Fierce Fist!"

  As Lu Shaohu's voice fell, his handprint condensed and his hands crossed in front of him, striking out a fist print that shook the air, producing a sonic boom, carrying a powerful aura, and suddenly attacking Yang Qing.

  Yang Qing felt the opponent's strength, and his heart was shocked. His face changed slightly, and he snapped his fingers, punching out a handprint. His right hand swung back violently, and a fierce, invisible energy burst out from his palm.

  Two forces are equally matched, stirring up a fierce gust of wind that sweeps across the stone platform, and finally these two powerful forces collide head-on.

  "Boom!"

  Two fierce and powerful forces collided, instantly wrapping the two people in a whirlpool of energy, like a small tornado. Yang Qing seemed to be at a disadvantage, stumbling backward, with a significant difference in their levels of strength, already at a disadvantage in terms of power.

  "Yang Qing, you are not my match, get out of here." Lu Shaohu let out a cold shout, his foot stomped the ground and he sprang up, another punch shot out.

  "Hmph, Lu Shaohu, you don't have to be so arrogant." Yang Qing shouted loudly, his body suddenly retreating to one side, narrowly avoiding a punch from Lu Shaohu.

  "What's the point of being arrogant, who made your strength insufficient?" Lu Shaohu gave another cold drink, Yang Qing had just retreated violently, and Lu Shaohu stepped on the ground again, his body shot out wildly, his handprint changed, and a dozen tree vines burst out from the green light in front of him, passing through an invisible spatial ripple, and then wrapped towards Yang Qing, bringing up a sharp breaking wind sound.

  Feeling the sharp gust of wind in front of him, Yang Qing's face was solemn, and a dual-system martial artist was much stronger than an ordinary martial artist. The dual-system attribute made it difficult for people to defend against.

  "It's no wonder that he's a dual-system warrior, the strength he has displayed is much stronger than that of warriors of the same level." Yang Xiangfeng said on the judging seat, and Yang Qing being suppressed was also within his expectations.

  "Yang Zongchang, doesn't your Yang family also have a dual-system warrior?" Lu Dong said with a slight smile.

  "That's still no match for your Lu family, your Lu family also has a third-class martial artist." Yang Xiangfeng said lightly.

  At this moment, on the stone platform in the field, under the wrapping of more than a dozen tree vines, Yang Qing's body slightly tilted to one side, his feet quickly retreating, the true energy inside his body surging rapidly, and his right hand unknowingly grasped a large knife. The blade was shining with cold light, and it chopped towards one of the tree vines.

  With a "whoosh" sound, the vine broke with a loud snap, and then the knife fell again, cutting off several more vines, but the remaining few vines were now within arm's reach.

  "Give me a break!" Yang Qing shouted, and a surge of true energy burst out from his body. The large knife in his hand trembled, and instantly a flame enveloped the blade. A visible wave of energy began to fluctuate around Yang Qing's body as the true energy inside him frantically poured into the knife. His face also turned pale in an instant. This move seemed to be his trump card, with considerable power, but it required the consumption of a lot of true energy.

  At this moment, the blade flashed out, and a cluster of devouring blade flames danced around, enveloping Yang Qing's body in an impenetrable shield.

  The tree vines swept through space, instantly engulfed by the blade's flames, and in an instant turned into a white smoke that disappeared into the sky.

  "Hmph, now you should go down." However, at this moment, Lu Shaohu's figure appeared in front of Yang Qing, a palm print emerged from his body, and the true energy of the surrounding space went wild. The palm print swept through the space and then struck out towards Yang Qing, who was standing in front of him with a shocked face. Before the palm print landed, the air turned into a fierce gale that scattered in all directions, making a loud whistling sound.

  Yang Qing's pupils constricted, his face shocked and horrified, he was completely unable to dodge, the shock on his forehead flashed by, the true energy in his body surged rapidly, the fire attribute true energy poured into the large knife in his hand, the blade suddenly became extremely sharp, but it was also a step too late.

  At this moment, Lu Shaohu's palm print directly penetrated Yang Qing's protective halo and slammed onto his right shoulder.

  "Boom!"

  Time and space exploded, the sound fell, a figure flew out, followed by a heavy crash on the stone platform below, spitting out a mouthful of blood. Everyone's eyes looked over, this wretched fallen person was naturally Yang Qing.

  "Lu Shaohu wins." Yang Qing fell off the stone stage, already defeated, and the executive of Yunyang Sect immediately announced the result.

  Before the seats were surrounded, Zhao Hui and Lu Jia's faces showed a smile.

  On the judging table, Lu Dong was also smiling, and finally successfully entered Yunyang Sect. However, in his heart, he couldn't help but feel a little worried. Among the remaining four people, if Lu Shaoyou encountered that Wang Guang, it would be a bit troublesome.

  At this time, Yang's family master Yang Xiangfeng, at this time his face was somewhat unsightly, and the children of their own clan lost to the Lu family, which was naturally not a pleasant thing.

  "Hmph!" Lu Shaohu jumped down from the stone platform and gave Lu Shaoyou a cold glance.

  "Little kid, enjoy your moment of triumph for now. When the opportunity arises, I'll make you pay, and we'll settle this account together." Lu Shaoyou thought to himself, although they shared the same father but different mothers, the past Lu Shaoyou was not the present one, and he had little connection with him.

  As Lu Shaohu jumped off the stone stage, the remaining four people once again focused on the middle-aged executive of Yunyang Sect. The third round was undoubtedly making everyone nervous. Lu Shaoyou, Yang Miao, and Luo Jin of the Luo family were all unwilling to meet Wang Guang. None of them were fools, and Wang Guang's strength was the strongest. Whoever met him would be unlucky.