Bright Peak’s arena.
Li Kongkong, Yin Shishi, Qu Ping, Nie Qingshun, and Zhuge Yang, five experts from Martial Arts University in Huangshan, assembled together. Each of them wielded different weapons and practiced different martial arts: the Qi n Leisurely Fan, Dual Swords, Yanling Blade, Red Tassel Spear, and Zhuge Yang’s Black Iron Hamr.
Hamr-type weapons are mighty but relatively bulky.
Among entry-level martial artists, few choose to use them.
Ahead on the mountain path, Old Tian and his group of four also arrived.
They looked around but saw no sign of Zhou Xingkong, their expressions darkened.
The good news was that the broadcast had not announced Zhou Xingkong’s elimination.
He was most likely in hiding.
Lu Chenzhou observed his opponents’ weapons, his eyes flickering slightly.
"Each one’s fiercer than the last, Dragon City is at a greater disadvantage again."
All of Dragon City’s mbers practiced boxing, at most equipped with Fist Blades and similar handheld weapons. There were very few like Chen Xiaoyun who handled long whips; they were naturally at a disadvantage against long weapons early on.
Swords were manageable, but that hamr wielder was truly outrageous. Lu Chenzhou decided he would eliminate him first to prevent future troubles. His Cross Training was formidable, capable of defending against sharp cuts, but the hamr’s lethality ca mainly from blunt force. If he failed to defend, and the Dark Force-infused hamr slamd into him, even with protective gear, he would likely suffer internal injuries or even fractures, which was more powerful than Baji Fist.
"Even with the Golden Body Skill, facing such mighty hamr blows is tough."
He cald his mind and looked towards the helicopter in the sky.
The white-browed monk’s gaze t Lu Chenzhou’s, and the monk nodded with a smile.
Lu Chenzhou was initially startled, then smiled back and averted his gaze.
"With a Grandmaster overseeing the arena, there’s no worry of life-threatening danger... besides, this one ranks fifth among Grandmasters on the celestial list in recent years, Tuo Tian Head Monk!"
Li Kongkong shook his fan and laughed:
"Looks like Zhou Xingkong turned deserter."
Zhuge Yang swinging his hamr declared:
"This battle now lacks suspense."
Nie Qingshun, hoisting his long spear, clenched his fists.
"I’ll take on the one with the whip."
Among the weapons present, only his seven-foot flower spear could sowhat compete in length with the whip, for a whip’s advantage over shorter weapons is too great and prone to turning the tables.
Old Tian checked the position of the sun; it was ti for the decisive battle.
"Everyone, go ahead, and safety first."
He now only hoped that everyone could return unhard.
He no longer expected a victory.
Chen Xiaoyun was the first to leap onto the stage; her long whip cracked through the air, followed closely by everyone else. Leopard Woman wore knuckle dusters, and Old Tian wore specially made iron shoes.
Lu Chenzhou crossed his Fist Blades and activated his Hard Qi Gong.
Li Kongkong raised an eyebrow, unfurled his Leisure Fan, and exclaid as if he were a storyteller:
"Seeing in Huangshan, there are no other mountains in the world!"
This slogan had organically ford among the students of Martial Arts University in Huangshan.
The Huangshan group surged with montum, swords, spears, and hamrs striking simultaneously.
At the sa ti, a figure swiftly scaled the cliff’s face, appearing on the arena like a startled dragon in flight. Zhou Xingkong suddenly launched a surprise attack, his Five-clawed Golden Dragon fists brandishing the Fist Blades [Dragon Fangs], glinting coldly as they aid straight for the back of the hamr-wielding Zhuge Yang.
Like Lu Chenzhou, he too had observed from the shadows and deed Zhuge Yang too much of a threat. Considering Zhuge Yang’s weaker abilities, he aid to take him out first to handle Li Kongkong more easily. If he had attacked Li Kongkong instead, given his formidable skills, Zhou Xingkong would have likely achieved nothing.
The imdiate priority was to reduce their numbers first.
Only then could they unite to face Li Kongkong effectively.
The people of Martial Arts University were both shocked and angered.
"How despicable!"
"Be careful, Zhuge Yang!"
Yin Shishi tried to assist, but was entangled by the Leopard Woman.
Her Dual Swords struck as fast and fierce as thunder.
But Leopard Woman, a seasoned Ninth Rank expert, used her knuckle dusters to neutralize the sword strikes while advancing to exploit the short-range combat advantage.
With a disadvantage in weaponry, Leopard Woman couldn’t match Yin Shishi. She could only stall for ti, waiting for her teammates to turn the tide.
Old Tian spontaneously engaged Li Kongkong, unleashing a pair of Horse Form Shadowless Legs creating afterimages like continuously thrusting spears, surprisingly suppressing his opponent for the mont.
Li Kongkong frowned:
"You’re Tenth Rank too."
"What, only you can be Tenth Rank?"
"It doesn’t matter, I will show you... even among Tenth Ranks, there are disparities."
He suddenly shot out his Leisure Fan, spinning like a Dharma wheel, its Qi cutting through everything. Old Tian kicked it away, coming close and delivering a dense flurry of Kicking from all directions.
Li Kongkong’s boxing skills were impressive; he just liked to show off with his fan. He blocked Old Tian’s kick, and then with a palm infused with Dark Force, he knocked him back.
He caught the falling Leisure Fan and pursued his advantage.
On the other side.
Qu Ping sprinted to help the ambushed Zhuge Yang.
His mightily swung Yanling Blade emitted streaks of cold light towards Zhou Xingkong.
Zhou Xingkong brandished his Fist Blades, clashing blades resonating.
Just then, Zhuge Yang swung a roundhouse hamr blow, crushing like Mount Tai as a shadowy figure delivered a flying side kick, making Zhuge Yang dodge sideways with his hamr.
"Zhou Xingkong, tie up Qu Ping for a hundred moves!"
After saying this, Lu Chenzhou thrust his Fist Blade towards Zhuge Yang’s chest.
Zhuge Yang roared furiously:
"How dare you look down on ?"
Did Lu Chenzhou an to eliminate him within a hundred moves?
He was a Ninth Rank prodigy – how could he endure such an insult?
"Watch the hamr!"
Zhuge Yang used both hands for the hamr, chaining one blow after another, an impervious barrage like overlapping mountain ranges. Lu Chenzhou dared not directly clash, using the Tiger Swallow Dual Forms movent technique to weave in and out, darting back and forth. Zhuge Yang’s constant hamr swings hit nothing but air, and after a pursuit of thirteen moves,
He couldn’t help but say:
"Only daring to dodge, what a coward!"
His remark was quite shaless. In cold weapon clashes, normal people wouldn’t withstand a direct hamr strike. Not even swords or spears would suffice, let alone Lu Chenzhou’s Fist Blade. Thus, Lu ignored Zhuge Yang’s taunting, relying on his superior movent technique to constantly attack from the sides, forcing Zhuge Yang to tire as he panted heavily, his face red.
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