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"this..."

When Zhang Lingyu saw the flying sword emerge from the black waves, he understood that even if he tried his best, he would find it difficult to force out Zhou Fengliu's strength from his clash with Senior Lu Jin last night.

Am I weak?

This question flashed through Zhang Lingyu's mind. He looked at the Qi sword flying towards him and wanted to dodge, but it seemed that the speed of the Qi sword was too fast.

He was prepared to be injured, but unexpectedly, the Qi sword flew straight into the sky just as it was about to reach him.

"?"

Has Zhou Fengliu given up?

Just as Zhang Lingyu was thinking this, he saw a figure emerge from behind the Qi Sword.

It was Zhou Fengliu... Zhou Fengliu then launched a powerful, round fan-shaped attack.

"Master Ayu! Little Biao is here!"

"Zhou Fengliu...you still haven't given up your wicked intentions!"

Zhang Lingyu clearly hadn't expected Zhou Fengliu to have this trick up his sleeve. His face, which could drive many female fans crazy, took a solid hit from Zhou Fengliu's small punch, and he flew out as if his string had been cut. He rolled on the ground two and a half times before stopping.

"Ok!"

comfortable.

Zhou Fengliu patted the dust off his hands and felt a slight sense of relief when he saw Zhang Lingyu rolling around on the ground.

Chapter 92 A 2.5-point showdown (Second update)

A showdown may be late, but it will never be absent!

When Zhang Lingyu's words, "Zhou Fengliu, you still have wicked intentions," combined with the loud slapping sounds of the fight, it was as if time stood still, becoming a famous scene from the Celestial Master's Mansion.

"Nongyu Picture".

The crowd fell silent. Even the old master, Lu Jin, and the others on the high platform did not expect that the final outcome of the match would be Zhou Fengliu's powerful duel rather than the flying sword.

Does this count as easing restrictions?

This definitely counts as letting the water out.

Compared to this powerful attack, if that spinning flying sword had actually struck Zhang Lingyu... he would probably have been mangled beyond recognition, with pieces scattered all over the place, and whether he could have been saved would be another matter entirely.

...

"The ultimate showdown with the God of War... has arrived as scheduled."

"He actually did slap the God of War..."

This intense confrontation was quite a rollercoaster for the audience, but at least they got to see it.

Just when everyone thought Zhou Fengliu had unleashed his signature move, the Great Force Fight, Zhang Lingyu dodged it.

They thought Zhou Fengliu's killing move was his flying sword, but it turned out to be a powerful blow... which landed squarely on Zhang Lingyu.

This match... had so many highlights and so many flaws that they were a little overwhelmed.

What started as a clash of titans gradually shifted into a tale of grudges and affections, culminating in a happy reconciliation. Just when everyone thought the competition was over, the two resumed their fierce fight...

After many twists and turns, the match still couldn't be avoided due to the final battle of the God of War.

This match was so exciting, so incredibly exciting!

...

"Quiet down, everyone! I'm the chief judge of the 'coolness battle'! I can only give the 'coolness god' a 2.5 out of 10 for this amazing 'coolness battle' today!"

"You can tell! The God of Fighting held back! And he held back a whole Pacific Ocean's worth! Today's fight was weak and powerless! It wasn't clean or crisp either... and the person being slapped didn't do enough aerial spins..."

"For detailed analysis, please follow the YiRen Forum! Remember my ID: Chief Combat Rating Officer! Analysis of the combat ratings for other top combat contests is also available!"

"Hey? Why are you arresting me... I'm just a legitimate judge! What do you mean by disrupting the competition? Let me go..."

While everyone was still immersed in the competition, a self-proclaimed chief combat scorer gave Zhou Fengliu a score for his great combat performance today. Under his eloquent analysis, he was unsurprisingly dragged away by the disciples of the Celestial Master's Mansion.

"Xiuer! Is that you? Xiuer, this Gouba even has a fighting competition judge now?"

"Pure! So pure, a thimble at first glance... Definitely a god-like little black guy."

"But to be fair, what he said is true."

...

"Um...should I prepare a black cloth for Brother Liu as well?"

In a corner of the audience, after watching the match, Zhang Chulan spoke quietly, feeling that Zhou Fengliu might not escape the pursuit of the Celestial Master's Mansion disciples tonight.

This outrageous act... it really hit the nail on the head of the Celestial Master's Mansion disciples. It would be too lenient if they didn't bury Zhou Fengliu alive in the middle of the night.

"No need..."

Xu Si shook his head upon hearing this, and looked at Zhang Chulan, saying, "Keep that thing for yourself. Little Zhou has already done enough for the Celestial Master's Mansion."

"Didn't you hear what the judge said earlier? Zhou's big fight only got 2.5 points today."

"Ah... it wasn't a hard hit, but it's still a hit, isn't it?" Zhang Chulan said.

"Whatever, Zhou is fast anyway. In short... mission accomplished. You two can discuss it in tomorrow's final, and we'll secure first or second place."

Xu Si said none of that mattered; finally, Zhang Chulan was safe.

"..."

"That kid... he actually got slapped all the way to the finals!"

On one side of the stands, Lu Jin felt a little upset. He had been looking forward to seeing which junior could make Zhou Fengliu vomit blood at the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony, but what happened?

There isn't a single one who can fight...

Let's just talk about this one match.

Zhou Fengliu's methods were even less satisfying than defeating Wang Bing...

never mind!

Lu Jin felt relieved at that moment.

He recalled last night; hadn't he also been harassed by Zhou Fengliu last night?

Even he personally intervened and couldn't force Zhou Fengliu to use his full strength, let alone these juniors.

Nowadays... there are probably not many people who can draw Zhou Fengliu's skill, right?

Lu Jin thought to himself, then looked at the old celestial master beside him. He felt that the old celestial master would definitely be able to do it.

"Why are you looking at me like that? It's not like I told him to slap me like that."

When the old master saw Lu Jin looking at him like that, he said it had nothing to do with him; it was just someone trying to cause trouble.

Fortunately, Zhou Fengliu is on Zhang Chulan's side this week, otherwise he would be in a real predicament about how to deal with Zhou Fengliu...

“Yes, it’s true that you didn’t let it happen, but Old Master… if you don’t see anyone from the Celestial Master’s Mansion in tomorrow’s finals, how can you save face?” Lu Jin leaned over and said to the Old Master.

Grab the bamboo shoots.

Killing people is also heartbreaking.

The Grand Ceremony of Luotian, organized by the Celestial Master's Mansion... If no one from the Celestial Master's Mansion is seen in the finals, then the morale of the disciples of the Celestial Master's Mansion is quite dampened.

"Who said that?" The old Celestial Master raised his eyelids slightly upon hearing this: "As long as Chu Lan is a member of our Celestial Master's Mansion, that's fine."

"Hey! He can't even be considered a member of your Celestial Master's Mansion yet, he's only half a member!"

"Doesn't half a person from the Celestial Master's Mansion count as part of the Celestial Master's Mansion?"

"Old Celestial Master, you're really stubborn." Lu Jin waved his hand dismissively, not wanting to argue with the Old Celestial Master, and turned to leave.

"Senior brother..." Just after Lu Jin left, Tian Jinzhong, sitting in his wheelchair with his eyes wide open, slowly spoke:

"I think the young man who fought Lingyu... his movement technique seems to be from an unaffiliated school, and he hasn't even done any special training... he's a good prospect."

"Hmm... a good prospect, what a pity... Lingyu is already my last disciple."

The old master stated that Zhang Lingyu was his last personally taught disciple.

"You just don't want to take him in. If you wanted to, you could always reopen the mountain gate."

Tian Jinzhong began to appreciate talent.

"No, that won't do... This child is too complex; I'm too old to handle him." The old master slowly replied, watching Zhou Fengliu leave below.

To be honest, aside from his younger self, this was the first time he had ever seen a young man of this age with such cultivation.

"Besides... he has his own path. Although his foundation doesn't seem solid, he has still grown to this level. We can't very well ask him to start all over again, can we?"

Hearing the old master say this, Tian Jinzhong sighed with emotion:

"You have to give up something to gain something."

...

"That being said, how many people in this world can truly live up to those two words?"

The old master shook his head and then pushed Tian Jinzhong's wheelchair out of the arena.