Chapter 65: Perfect Control (Part 1)

  In mid-air, Lu Shaotiger and he brushed past each other, and Lu Shaoyou suddenly felt a surge of invisible energy sweeping towards him. In that instant, Lu Shaotiger had already slapped his palm towards his chest.

  Lu Shao-yu was caught off guard and found himself in mid-air, only able to dodge by leaning sideways. However, his slow reaction led to a strong gust of wind hitting his shoulder. Fortunately, Lu Shao-hu had only used a small amount of force, not daring to use too much, merely hoping to humiliate Lu Shao-yu. The gust of wind only managed to knock Lu Shao-yu to the ground.

  "Damn it." Lu Shaoyou cursed and his body suddenly plummeted under the gaze of countless eyes.

  This stone pedestal was originally not high, only two meters, in an instant, outsiders saw that Lu Shaoyou made a mistake for a moment, falling from mid-air, and was about to fall head over heels.

  At this moment, Lu Shao's palm print suddenly struck the stone slab with a loud bang, and a faint yellow true energy burst out, instantly creating a crack that spread from the stone slab.

  At this moment, a rebounding force surged out, borrowing the counterforce of the vigorous energy, Lu Shaoyou's suddenly falling body suddenly stopped, and then the second palm print burst out again, and another crack appeared on the stone slab. His body suddenly jumped up to his head, and then his body suddenly turned 360 degrees in mid-air, restoring its normal posture.

  At this moment, Lu Shaoyou stretched out his arms and shook his body with true energy. Using the balance of his arms, his body descended like an eagle, and his sharp eyes stared at Lu Shaohu's face.

  But this was only for a moment, Lu Shaoyou used his arms and true energy to perfectly control his body to the center of the stone platform. Under the gaze of everyone's astonished eyes, no one expected that at this time, Lu Shaoyou's body was suspended in mid-air, and he had also condensed a light yellow palm print.

  "Get out of my way." The target of the palm print was a young man with only one strong martial artist in his small family.

  The young man was astonished by Lu Shao's body method and posture, and suddenly saw the other party attacking himself, only then did he feel that something was wrong, and under the sudden attack, a palm print also came crashing over.

  A loud crash echoed, a strong gust of wind swept in, and the young man from that small family stumbled backward for over ten steps before falling to the ground. Meanwhile, Lu Shaoyou nonchalantly landed in the good spot he had originally occupied, lightly patting the dust off his hand before standing up calmly.

  "With control over his true energy reaching a state of subtlety, this young man is no ordinary person." The White Eyebrow Elder couldn't help but praise him as he watched the scene unfold.

  On the judge's seat, Lu Dong also smiled slightly. Lu Shaoyou's performance was naturally seen by him. The other thirty or so contestants were also shocked beyond words.

  "That's amazing."

  "Awesome."

  "He's so handsome."

  Watching this scene, many of the onlookers were martial artists and connoisseurs, who immediately shouted loudly, while some girls also followed with shrill cries.

  Lu Shao Hu did not think that he originally wanted to make Lu Shao You lose face, but instead made Lu Shao You gain even more prestige, his face looking extremely ugly.

  But all of this was just for an instant. At this time, on the entire stone platform, there were already not a few figures starting to move.

  "Make a move." In an instant, dozens of people had already started making their moves. The steward of the Cloud Sun Sect had said that once they were on the stone platform, they could act freely. The crowd didn't hesitate any further, and in the end, only eight people remained, saying that whoever made the first move would have a greater advantage.

  "The martial artist's strength is also rising, don't force it, retreat for me!" Yang Miao shouted loudly, her body darting back and forth on the stone platform, a palm print with flames in her jade hand chopping towards a young man with ninefold martial arts strength.

  That young man was an opponent, gathering a palm to resist, but in an instant he was shaken off by Yang Miao and fell heavily onto the stone platform below.

  Martial artists and warriors are far from being on the same level, that young man's talent is not bad, but talent does not represent strength.

  "Bang! Bang!"

  On the stone stage, figures were already in disarray, with many contestants crossing hands together. The air was filled with bursts of energy breaking through the wind, and in an instant, some people fell off the stage again.

  However, in this chaotic battle, there was a strange phenomenon. Dugu Binglan, Wang Guang, Lu Shaohu, Lu Shaochu, and Yang Miao were not approached by anyone who would provoke them. When verifying their innate talents, everyone knew each other's level of strength. If they weren't strong enough, how could they dare to provoke others?

  Yang Miao was someone that others did not dare to provoke, but she herself liked to provoke others. In just a moment's time, her second opponent, a young man who seemed to be from the Luo family and was at the first level of martial arts, was kicked off the stage by her with one foot.

  Bang!

  The entire stone stage was filled with the sound of energetic collisions, and in the chaos, several people were suddenly thrown off the stage without even realizing it themselves, each one only able to silently curse their bad luck.

  Lu Shao-yu stepped onto the stage and immediately sent a first-class warrior flying, everyone also knew that Lu Shao-yu was a third-class martial artist, a three-star warrior. At this time, no one dared to provoke Lu Shao-yu again, and Lu Shao-yu's son on the side was also happy and relaxed, just in time to reserve his strength for the third round.

  "Bang!" Another person fell off the stage. Among the onlookers, some were delighted while others cursed incessantly. Some had placed their bets on one of the individuals who had fallen, and naturally, that meant they lost.

  In the chaos, no one could stand alone. In the end, Lu Shaoyou, Dugu Binglan, Wang Guang and others were all drawn into this chaotic battle.

  As Lu Shaoyou and Wang Guang joined in, those with relatively lower cultivation fell to the ground one after another. Lu Shaoyou darted back and forth among the crowd, but mostly dodged and didn't make a move. His gaze was fixed on Wang Guang and Dugu Binglan, who were also not making any moves, nor would anyone dare provoke them.

  After a moment, on the chaotic stone platform, only ten people were left. Among these ten people, there were Lu Shaoyou, Lu Shaohu, Dugu Binglan, Wang Guang, Yang Miao, and two members of the Luo family, Luo Fei and Luo Jin. There was also Wang Qing from the Wang family, and the last two were young men from small families who were also martial artists, one a first-rank warrior and the other a second-rank warrior.

  "There are still two, go down." The always cold-eyed Wang Guang slightly gazed at Yang Miao, Lu Shaoyou, Lu Shaohu and others, but his body had already arrived in front of that double-weighted warrior youth.

  "Your strength is too weak, go down." King Guang's eyes were cold and stern, his hands formed a seal, and a palm print was directly blasted out.

  The young man's face was shocked and he knew he wasn't a match for him. He didn't even think about resisting, his body retreated immediately.

  But this young man did not anticipate Wang Guang's speed, a sharp whistling sound broke out, the palm print immediately arrived in front of him, and his body flew down with a shock.