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At the City Gate, a wide open space had formed over the years due to the constant flow of people. To facilitate movement, a layer of Azure Brick was laid down here as well.
At this moment, more than half of the people in Qingyang City had gathered in the open area, holding various rain protection tools, nearly blocking the entire City Gate.
The tall and sturdy city wall provided the best vantage point for watching, and it was packed with people. Even the heavy rain could not dampen their enthusiasm for watching.
However, there was a strange situation: at the very top of the City Gate, a large area was occupied by only four or five individuals, each with distinct appearances, while a circle around them remained empty. Despite the crowd pressing in from outside, no one dared to approach them, which seemed rather odd.
Yet, those nearby expressed no dissatisfaction. Earlier, when someone attempted to get closer, a single glance from the leading man nearly frightened them away, causing them to retreat immediately.
Recognizing that these were not people to be trifled with, everyone tacitly accepted their presence.
Those with strength naturally enjoy privileges; this is a universally applicable principle.
After waiting for a while without seeing Prince Yu and Lufan appear, some began to grow restless and whispered among themselves.
"What’s going on? Why haven’t they arrived yet?"
"I don’t know either, but they should be here soon."
"Look! Prince Yu is coming!"
Suddenly, a white figure appeared not far in front of the crowd—it was indeed Prince Yu.
Prince Yu did not bring any rain gear; he was dressed in white and empty-handed. Upon arriving, he glanced up at the City Gate and then lowered his gaze, standing still in place, waiting quietly without moving again.
At this moment, the crowd stirred again.
"The Fierce Beasts are coming!"
"Make way!"
The crowd that had been blocking the City Gate suddenly parted to the sides, revealing a figure walking towards them from down the street—Lufan.
Unlike the empty-handed Prince Yu, Lufan was barefoot, wearing a blue robe, and carrying two Octagonal Heavy Hammers in his hands as he walked slowly. Uncle Fu and others followed him from ten paces behind, keeping their distance.
Despite the misty atmosphere, sharp-eyed individuals quickly recognized the origins of those two heavy hammers.
"Aren't those Li Zheng's hammers?"
"Yes, why is the Fierce Beasts not using swords this time but opting for hammers instead?"
"Ah, I thought we could witness that stunning sword technique again; it seems that's not going to happen."
"Exactly, I also wanted to see that Sword Technique once more."
Soon, Lufan reached the position of the City Gate. His expression was focused, ignoring the people on either side as he walked straight ahead until he stopped just over three paces in front of Prince Yu.
At this moment, the few mysterious figures atop the City Gate were whispering among themselves.
"Is this the boy?"
"He doesn't look like much."
"Don't rush; we'll know once we engage."
"How many moves do you think he can take?"
"Two, I suppose. After all, Prince Yu will likely hold back on the first strike."
"He's not even Fourth Rank; I bet he can't withstand a single blow!"
"Really? That seems unlikely."
It wasn't until Lufan arrived that Prince Yu's drooping eyelids lifted slightly, and he glanced over with a calm expression, showing no trace of the arrogance from a few days prior.
Just as Lufan was about to speak, his eyes suddenly narrowed, fixating intently on Prince Yu's clothing!
Meanwhile, the crowd behind him also noticed something unusual about Prince Yu's attire.
Prince Yu was still wearing his pristine white garments. Normally, this wouldn't be remarkable, but let's not forget that it was pouring rain!
The rainwater was not that clean, especially with the muddy water splashing on the ground. A slight touch could leave a mark on clothing. Yet, Prince Yu managed to remain spotless in such an environment, which naturally drew people's attention.
Lufan clearly observed that raindrops falling on Prince Yu rolled off like beads of water on a lotus leaf, without any hesitation, immediately dropping to the ground. Therefore, Prince Yu's clothes were not only clean but also dry!
One person stood in the rain, completely untouched by water!
Upon noticing this scene, people were immediately shaken.
They did not understand how this was possible, but it did not lessen the shock they felt; instead, it intensified.
This was the true demeanor of a Martial Arts Master!
In an instant, everyone had this thought in their minds.
Just by standing there in the rain, Prince Yu displayed a power that completely captivated everyone. In comparison, those so-called Swordsmen and knife-wielders who usually boasted about their impenetrable Sword Technique seemed utterly insignificant.
Lufan knew that this extraordinary sight represented that Prince Yu had reached the Master Virtual Realm Pinnacle, fully mastering tenfold of Subtle Power. His control over his own strength had reached a state of perfection, allowing him to use slight vibrations to shake off all the raindrops without getting wet at all.
This was indeed an extremely refined technique of power control!
Thinking about how he had only mastered one-tenth of Subtle Power, Lufan felt even more pressure.
After being astonished by Prince Yu's extraordinary display, some people began to notice Lufan's situation.
"Hey! Look at the martial arts realm of 'Fierce Beasts'!"
"Why isn't it Fourth Rank?!"
"Weren't they supposed to break through during seclusion? Did they fail?"
"How are we supposed to fight now? If they're not even Fourth Rank, they probably can't withstand a single move!"
After sensing Lufan's realm, people began to whisper among themselves again.
Prince Yu certainly felt it too. With his strength, he could see even more clearly: "Are you intentionally suppressing your own realm?"
"That's right."
"Do you intend to use the momentum of that moment of breakthrough to withstand three of my moves?"
"That's somewhat the idea."
"But what does that even mean? Third Rank or Fourth Rank makes no difference to me; it's all just a matter of one punch!"
"That may not be the case."
Lufan's attitude finally irritated Prince Yu: "Kid, don't you realize you're in a life-or-death situation this time? You still dare to act like this? Just know that I won't hold back!"
"I know." Lufan's expression was serious as he glanced at the people around him and said, "I am very clear about my situation. This time, it's not just a matter of life and death; saying it's ten deaths without life would not be an exaggeration. Even if I die under your fists later, I won't be surprised."
The crowd was stunned. They had originally thought that Lufan should be filled with confidence; otherwise, why would he propose such a challenge? He could simply escape without anyone laughing at him, after all, that was the Martial Arts Master.
However, they did not expect Lufan to say he had no assurance.
"Of course, some might wonder why I don't escape?" Lufan looked around at everyone again, finally fixing his gaze on Prince Yu's face. "The reason is that I cannot escape! Regarding the destruction of the Lord's Manor, I have a clear conscience. No matter who forces me, it’s the same. Since that's the case, the reasoning is on my side; why should I flee? What if it’s the Martial Arts Master? Let’s fight!"
Prince Yu shook his head and chuckled lightly, "Ignorant child, unaware of the vastness of heaven and earth."
Lufan didn't care. He tilted his head back and looked at the sky, letting the cold rain fall on his face. "I can die; I can lose, but I cannot escape because fleeing without a fight is a disgrace for a Martial Cultivator!"
The people stared blankly at Lufan, recalling how he single-handedly destroyed the Lord's Manor with just a sword. Somehow, a fire seemed to ignite in their hearts, and they couldn't help but clench their fists.
"My path in martial arts is not something you can imagine! Even if it’s the Martial Arts Master, he cannot compare to my aspirations! To think that just by having the title of Master, you can make me flee in defeat—that is wishful thinking!"
Lufan's words were indeed true; among all those present, only Uncle Fu truly understood what Lufan had to face on his path in martial arts.
"Well said!"
"Exactly! This is what a true Martial Cultivator is!"
"Fierce Beasts, go for it! Defeat him!"
"Knock him out of Qingyang City!"
Suddenly, many people were filled with excitement, casting aside the intimidation of the Martial Arts Master and cheering loudly for Lufan.
Prince Yu smiled, feeling a bit bored. He had expected some surprises, but instead found a rough and reckless kid who couldn't even recognize his own strength. It was somewhat laughable that he had agreed to that three-move challenge.
"Haha, I don't even know if I'll survive this battle, so I might as well be reckless today!" Since he had already spoken his mind, Lufan decided to let loose and called out to the crowd, "Does anyone have some wine?"
The crowd paused for a moment before a young man excitedly shouted, "I have some! I brought it!"
He tossed over a gourd of wine; it was the same young man from the Tavern earlier.
Lufan transferred the Octagonal Heavy Hammer to his other hand and caught the gourd with one hand, asking, "What kind of wine is this?"
"This wine is called 'Divine Drunkenness.' It has no other characteristic except for one word: strong! Even gods would be knocked down after drinking it!"
"'Divine Drunkenness,' what a good name!"
With that, Lufan bit off the stopper and tilted his head back, gulping down the fiery liquor from the gourd!
All the people of Qingyang City stared blankly at this young man drinking freely in the rain, unable to utter a word.
In the past, Lufan had always appeared confident and composed during battles, whether it was in the Shenglong Talisman fight or at the Lord's Mansion. He had never lost his composure like this before. Therefore, everyone understood that this time, Lufan truly lacked confidence, which was why he was acting so recklessly before the battle.
He was drinking not just strong liquor, but also courage and fighting spirit! Only in this way could he stand fearless before a true Martial Arts Master!
"Lu Shao Xia, you must win!"
"Brother, do your best, don't lose to the bad guys!"
It was the pair of Grandfather and Grandson that Lufan had saved that day; they had come through the rain as well.
Upon hearing these shouts, people felt a pang of sorrow, and some women even felt their noses tingle, nearly brought to tears.
But soon after, others began to shout: "Fierce Beasts, don't lose to him! Drive him out of Qingyang City!"
This was the young man who had delivered the wine earlier.
Many people joined in the shouting.
"Yes! Drive him out! When Li Zheng was wreaking havoc, there was no sign of resistance from Wang City. Now they actually assist in tyranny. What about Prince Yu? Drive him out!"
"Defeat him! Drive him out!"
"Drive him out!"
The crowd was fervent; countless ordinary Martial Cultivators were actually shouting to expel a highly esteemed Martial Arts Master. It was truly a remarkable spectacle.
"Hmph!" Prince Yu felt anger rising within him. With a cold snort, everyone suddenly felt a jolt in their hearts, their faces turning pale, and they could no longer shout.
At this moment, Lufan finally finished an entire gourd of strong liquor. He slammed it down with force, and the gourd shattered into pieces. "Haha, great wine! Alcohol can bolster courage and ignite the will to kill! Prince Yu, please!"
Saying this, he held his hammer with both hands, took a horse stance, and struck a pose.
"Please!"
The sound of Tiger Roar and Dragon Chant erupted as the Golden Bell Shield and Iron Cloth Shirt manifested!
Roar!!!
A thunderous sound echoed across the ground, the Buddhist Sect's Vajra Lion's Roar!
After Lufan unleashed the Golden Bell Shield and Iron Cloth Shirt, he let out a low growl using the Lion's Roar Technique—not to kill, but to build his momentum.
Thus, people witnessed a spectacular scene: the torrential rain suddenly parted to create a circular vacuum over ten feet wide, with raindrops scattering in all directions. They struck umbrellas and ponchos over ten feet away with loud cracks, causing stinging sensations on their skin!
With a firm step forward, Lufan lunged toward Prince Yu. At the same time, he completely released the suppression on his own realm and officially broke through to the Fourth Rank Bone Refinement Realm!
A hoarse shout rang out: "Lu Shao Xia! You must win!!!" (To be continued.)
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