1050: 1010 1050: 1010 Lu Chuan rose to his feet and rushed toward Ming Baixuan, this ti, it was Lu Chuan’s turn to counterattack.
Ming Baixuan gritted his teeth as he got up, clenched his fists, and t Lu Chuan’s advance.
The onlookers were astonished at the sight.
“This Lu Chuan took a solid punch from Ming Baixuan and got up as if nothing had happened!”
“Damn, this kid’s got sothing.
Any one of us here would have been unable to stand after taking that punch, yet he gets up as if it’s nothing.”
“What kind of technique is this that it can offset damage?”
“This young man has quite a few tricks up his sleeve; it’s no wonder he has the guts to challenge the Ming family.”
“So what if he can take a punch?
Have you seen him inflict any damage on Ming Baixuan?
Not at all.
Even if he can withstand two punches, what of it?
It just ans he’s a bit clever, but he’s not that powerful.”
“In the end, it’s the overall strength of a person that determines a fight, these little tricks don’t amount to much.”
The crowd still favored Ming Baixuan because, up to this point, Lu Chuan hadn’t really hurt Ming Baixuan.
The two charged at each other once more, and midway, Lu Chuan summoned the Divine Fire of the Sun in his left hand, covering his sword in flas.
This ti, Lu Chuan didn’t intend to release Sword Qi, instead opting to clash directly with Ming Baixuan using the flaming sword.
Continuous burning by the fierce flas was sure to threaten Ming Baixuan.
After all, Ming Baixuan was fighting with his fists; his attack range was very close, making it easy for him to co into contact with Lu Chuan’s Divine Fire of the Sun.
Therefore, for Lu Chuan, as long as he closed the distance, it was highly likely that Ming Baixuan would get burned by the Divine Fire of the Sun.
When they closed in, Ming Baixuan threw punches at Lu Chuan nonstop, while Lu Chuan retaliated with sword strikes.
At this mont, Ming Baixuan once again felt the threat posed by the Divine Fire of the Sun.
The extrely high temperature of the flas furrowed his brows as he instantly withdrew the fist he had swung out.
He hastily stepped back and looked at Lu Chuan with extre caution in his eyes.
He said to Lu Chuan, “Your flas are indeed remarkable, but soon I’ll catch you, and then I’ll extract everything from your mouth.”
After Ming Baixuan finished speaking, Lu Chuan did not respond but simply slashed with his sword.
Seeing this, Ming Baixuan raised his fist to block.
Clang!!!
The tallic fist t the sword blade, but the inertia brought the flas down, scorching his wrist.
Boom!!!
The next mont, Ming Baixuan quickly withdrew his right fist.
Then, to his shock, he discovered an extrely severe burn on his right wrist.
The reddened skin began to bleed out, and in short order, a huge swelling appeared, looking much like a ball.
Ming Baixuan glared at Lu Chuan with gritted teeth and shouted, “Damn it, I must kill you to vent my anger!”
He struggled to move his wrist, feeling a sharp pain that contorted his face with suffering.
Imdiately after, he clenched his left fist, amassing strength to strike at Lu Chuan.
“Go to hell!”
He charged at Lu Chuan once more, his fist carrying a rainbow-like montum, as if a strong current enshrouded his fist.
Swoosh!!
When they were about five or six ters apart, he suddenly threw his fist, and a strong gust like a spear rushed towards Lu Chuan.
Lu Chuan held the Soul Terminating Sword horizontally in front of him, blocking Ming Baixuan’s punch!
Clang!!
Lu Chuan was pushed back five or six ters, the blade of the sword trembling slightly.
Lu Chuan fixed his gaze on Ming Baixuan, noticing he was imdiately preparing for another punch.
Boom!
The second punch, then the third, ca at Lu Chuan in succession, and he kept blocking, falling into a defensive position.
Soon, Lu Chuan saw that Ming Baixuan was gasping for air, his breathing growing rapid.
Lu Chuan caught onto this and imdiately realized sothing.
Clearly, his current mode of attack, with energy expenditure that didn’t match the effectiveness, was a complete overexertion for long-distance attacks.
Yet, these fist winds were very effective at keeping Lu Chuan at bay, making it hard for him to counterattack.
Imdiately, Lu Chuan thought of Yuan Huan.
Obviously, this situation was a setup for Yuan Huan’s Formation.
Lu Chuan looked at Ming Baixuan and clearly saw that Ming Baixuan was deliberately searching for angles, aiming to strike him from a specific angle.
Clearly, he needed to fulfill a necessary condition for the Formation, which was to position Lu Chuan at the Formation’s point of attack.
Only in this way could the Formation hit its target.
Lu Chuan naturally trusted Yuan Huan; if he acted according to Ming Baixuan’s plan, the one who would end up being hit in the end would definitely be Ming Baixuan himself—Yuan Huan had assured him of this.
Lu Chuan chose to continue blocking the attacks, persisting in the defensive situation.
However, to others, it appeared as if Lu Chuan was being continuously and relentlessly thrashed.
“This fight’s outco is clear now, the guy nad Lu Chuan is no match for Ming Baixuan at all.”
“Yeah, look at him, he doesn’t even dare to strike back, he’s just passively getting hit.
I bet he already knows he has no hope, and that attacking would be futile.”
“I guess he just has no chance to attack.
Ming Baixuan is obviously taking it seriously now, not giving Lu Chuan any openings, so he doesn’t dare make a move.
A move would an death.”
“Ming Baixuan keeps attacking from a distance, leaving Lu Chuan utterly defenseless.
When they were fighting up close, Lu Chuan seed to have so chance, but now he’s completely out of options.”
“Haha, the result is quite clear—Ming Baixuan is going to win, and Lu Chuan is just stubbornly resisting!”
Amidst the crowd, there was talk and laughter; in their eyes, Ming Baixuan beating Lu Chuan was just a matter of ti.
At this mont, it was City Lord Huang Tiankang who noticed sothing amiss.
Touching his chin with furrowed brows, he concentrated on Ming Baixuan.
“Ming Baixuan is breathing rapidly, sweat is beading on his forehead, and his steps are becoming a bit disordered.
Clearly, he’s disrupting his own Formation, on the other hand, Lu Chuan, who has been steadily on the defense, seems to be completely unbothered, not even injured, just pushed back a few tis.”
“This situation doesn’t seem too good.”
An obese man next to him imdiately exclaid, “City Lord, what do you an by that?
Are you bad-mouthing Big Brother Ming?”
“Nonsense!
How could I possibly bad-mouth Ming Baixuan?
With the Ming family’s high status in Cloud Sea City, I acknowledge it too.
How could I possibly speak ill of Ming Baixuan?
However, Ming Baixuan really needs to be careful.
Unless he has other cards to play, this kind of exhaustion will only wear him out!”
At that mont, with several consecutive punches directed at Lu Chuan, with eyes fixed on his footing, and a tense face, Ming Baixuan finally revealed a smile.
“Lu Chuan, your end is sealed.
Everything will end again, and you’ll see, I’ve made such an extensive plan to defeat you!”
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