âHa.â Lou Qianxue turned around. With a gaze that was as cold as frost, she looked at Lou Xingchen, âYou also better not forget the blood oath that I had taken!â
Lou Xingchenâs face instantly turned ugly.
The audience spiritedly discussed the unforeseen event. They felt that this family was really stretching the definition of a family.
âEnough!â The Prefectural Governor got up. With a gloomy expression, he said, âThere are still battles to take place. Donât delay other peopleâs time.â
Lou Xingchen and the few of them then left the ring.
After getting down, Jiang Suying gripped Lou Xingchenâs wrist and said in a voice full of hatred, âXingchen, you must seek revenge for Yue Er. You have to kill that b*tch!â
âMom, donât worry. I will.â
When the Prefectural Governor heard them, he glanced at Lou Xingchen. âXingchen, youâre destined for big things. Learn to control your emotions. You donât have to be angry with an evil clown like Lou Qianxue. Just casually settle her at the finals later.â
Lou Xingchen became silent and lowered her head. Soon, she took control of her emotions and smiled. âUncleâs words make perfect sense. I understand.â
They then became quiet and continued to watch the battles.
The second round of competition, Ye Zhuixun vs An Zhenhua, had already started.
âSerpent Out From The Sea!â An Zhenhua pulled out a sword and thrust it toward Ye Zhuixun at a difficult angle.
Ye Zhuixun remained unafraid. He roared, âWild Lion Roar!â Clenching his fists, he smashed it at An Zhenhuaâs sword like a cannonball!
âOh my god! He wants to use his fists to block the sword?â
âIs he crazy?â
âBut why did Young Master An use âThe Serpent Sword Techniqueâ the moment he went up? Could it be that he swiftly wants to end the battle?â
âAlthough Ye Zhuixun is not bad, the leaders of the previous Prefecture competitions were from the An family. So heâs not a match for Young Master An!â
When they heard all this, the youngsters who had attended the Baicao Garden banquet showed strange expressions on their faces.
Lou Xiaoxiao energetically shouted, âYe Zhuixun, keep going! Donât embarrass the people of Qingyun City!â
Lou Qianxue could not help herself from smiling. Her unhappy mood instantly disappeared as she said, âDonât worry, Sister Xiaoxiao.â
She stared at Ye Zhuixun and continued, âAn Zhenhua knows that heâs not Ye Zhuixunâs match. Therefore, he used his best technique right at the start. If Ye Zhuixun can withstand the blow, heâll win.â
She had just finished talking whenâ
Boom!
Ye Zhuixunâs fists that were enclosed by a dazzling white light smashed onto the tip of An Zhenhuaâs sharp sword...
But everyoneâs imagination of Ye Zhuixunâs fists being pierced did not happen.
Instead...
Crack! Crack!
An Zhenhuaâs sword shattered under that ferocious impact as if it were glass.
âThis... Whatâs happening? Wild Lion Roar is just one of the simplest forms of the Wild Lion Fury Fist. How is it possible for him to defeat An Zhenhuaâs Serpent Out From The Sea?â
The audience was dumbfounded, and they did not know what had happened.
Even the Prefectural Governor, who was sitting on the raised stage, revealed a surprised expression and narrowed his eyes.
âHuh?â The successors of the four renowned families of the Liuyun Prefecture frowned one after another. âWhatâs this situation?â
âHow is it that Ye Zhuixunâs punch was so impressive? Even if it contains the power of the peak of the realm, it shouldnât be like this!â
âQianxue, Qianxue, do you know whatâs happening?â Lou Xiaoxiao asked Lou Qianxue for the solution to this puzzle.
With the memory of âThe God of Warâ, Lou Qianxue had naturally discerned what had happened. A tinge of surprise swiftly swept past her eyes, and she stared at Ye Zhuixun. âDid you notice the white light that enclosed his fists?â