A player on Mount Hua starts by obtaining the Prism color entry.

The Great Joyful Female Bodhisattva is infamous. Despite her title, she is actually one of the overlords of the Southern Frontier. Her body is covered in thick, fatty flesh, impervious even to fine iron weapons. Weighing nearly a thousand pounds, her weight alone could crush a person.

He was obese, yet possessed exceptional agility, moving faster than most masters. His constitution made him resistant to common poisons, and he was not afraid even when facing a grandmaster.

She's highly skilled in martial arts, a woman, and a powerful local ruler—she seems like the perfect woman to live off.

But if one were to actually see the real person—a cylindrical figure with a face full of ferocious, sparse hair, and a mouthful of yellow teeth—one might not even be able to bring themselves to harm her even in the dark. Not to mention that this female bodhisattva is said to have three thousand male concubines, surpassing even Xiao Mimi, one of the Ten Evils.

Ouyang Ke's face turned ashen. Even a lecherous man like him felt nauseous at the mere mention of the Great Joyful Bodhisattva.

"Sharp-tongued and cunning, go to hell!"

He caught the iron rod thrown to him by the maid, took a step forward and thrust it straight at his heart, maneuvering to maintain the advantageous distance of his long weapon.

The sounds of clashing weapons filled the arena as figures moved swiftly. Enraged, Ouyang Ke pushed his movement technique to its limit, darting forward and backward, left and right. One moment they were facing each other head-on, the next he was right beside them, striking vital points from bizarre angles.

No matter how he attacked, Lu Ming remained calm and composed, focusing on defense with his longsword. His Purple Cloud Divine Skill granted him extremely keen senses, causing Ouyang Ke's moves to be broken halfway through each one.

Once, twice, every time, it was the same; it felt like being played with like a monkey. Frustrated, he hit harder and harder, and his stick fighting became increasingly chaotic.

Ouyang Feng was slightly surprised and secretly transmitted his voice, saying, "Don't rush, wear down his internal energy, and then finish him off with a single blow using the Toad Stance!"

Ouyang Ke was overjoyed and turned to look at his uncle, about to speak. Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in his stomach and was sent flying backward.

"what!"

Lu Ming pressed his advantage, intending to knock him off the stage. Just as he moved, a palm strike struck, its insidious energy forcing him to stop.

Turning his head, he glared at Ouyang Feng with an unfriendly expression. "It's this old bastard who's been up to no good," he said. "Hmph, so you resort to underhanded tactics because you're outmatched? Ouyang Feng, I respect you as a senior, yet you disregard martial ethics and attack me. Is this the kind of reputation White Camel Manor has?"

As Ouyang Ke was sent flying, he saw himself falling off the stage. He forced himself to turn around and landed just on the edge of the stage. He felt a sweet taste in his throat and swallowed back the blood that had been gushing out.

"Enough with the nonsense! My uncle is invincible. You brat, today I'm going to kill you, and no one can save you!"

He tossed the iron rod aside, then sprawled on the ground, hands and feet on the ground, croaking like a toad. He gathered all his strength, holding it back like a fully drawn bow, ready to be released.

"Heavens! This is Ouyang Feng's signature move, Toad Stance. It is said to be a powerful and domineering technique that can rival the Beggar Clan's signature move, the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms."

"That kid from the Huashan Sect is doomed. The Toad Stance is a one-hit kill; he can't withstand it."

"No way, you brat from the Huashan Sect, you have to win! I'll bet my entire fortune on you winning! Win and you'll be living the high life in a brothel; lose and you'll be reduced to an outlaw!"

No one had a high opinion of Lu Ming. The Huashan Sect had declined and could not compare to the reputation of White Camel Mountain Manor. In addition, Ouyang Feng was personally supervising the battle. His reputation was so great that people dared not look him in the eye just by him sitting there.

Yaoyue, her stunning beauty hidden beneath the mask, revealed a breathtaking smile: "Heh, Toad Style Kung Fu? Show some backbone and beat those Huashan Sect brats to death!"

Xiaoyuer scratched his head, feeling that Lu Ming was quite to his liking. Both of them were clever and cunning people. He even thought that Lu Ming had tricked Hua Wuque and couldn't bear to see him die. So he asked in a low voice.

"Hua Wuque, do you think Lu Ming has a chance of winning?"

Hua Wuque had recovered his composure by now and shook his head: "I don't know. He didn't use his full strength when he sparred with me. Maybe he has some secret technique."

Lin Shiyin, who was in the distance, was also a little worried. She unconsciously clasped her hands together in front of her chest, as if she was silently cheering him on.

Lin Xian'er, always eager for a good show, licked her red lips and said, "Looks like that kid's going to lose. Toad Style Kung Fu is a top-tier martial art even in the Central Plains."

"No, he won't lose."

"Really? Let's make a bet. If he wins, I'll give him a secret manual as a wedding gift. If he loses, how about you accompany me on a trip to the Central Plains?"

Lin Shiyin nodded without hesitation: "Okay."

On the arena, Lu Ming held a scabbard in his left hand and a fine iron sword in his right, assuming the starting stance of the Xi Yi Sword Technique. Pure internal energy flowed, and the three techniques were activated simultaneously, causing a layer of crystalline luster to rise from the sword.

Neither of them made a move, both gathering their strength. At this point, it was a fight to the death, a battle to see whether the Purple Cloud Divine Skill or the Toad Skill was more powerful.

The next moment, Lu Ming moved, unleashing the Xi Yi Sword Technique. Each move was accompanied by a purple sword aura, so fast that the sonic boom only just followed behind.

quack!

Ouyang Ke pushed off with both legs and lunged forward with both hands, unleashing his pent-up momentum.

With a clang, the sword energies collided, producing a metallic booming sound.

After the first sword energy was neutralized, Ouyang Ke sensed something was wrong; his palm throbbed slightly. Before he could recover, another invisible sword energy struck him, instantly disrupting his internal energy and causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Uncle, save me!"

Ouyang Feng was shocked. He turned around and was already on the arena, striking out with both palms. With the help of his powerful internal energy, the sword energy was forcibly shattered.

He managed to deflect all thirteen sword energies!

Once the defense is breached, the attack will naturally stop short of a decisive blow.

It wasn't that Ouyang Feng valued peace above all else, but rather that his hands were trembling and aching, with a faint sense of sword energy invading his meridians. His large hands, hidden beneath his wide sleeves, were trembling slightly as he desperately circulated his inner energy to dissipate the sword energy.

"Where did this kid from the Huashan Sect get his sharp sword energy? Even Feng Qingyang probably couldn't do that!"

Lu Ming, enhanced by the Purple Cloud Divine Skill, sensed Ouyang Feng's unusual behavior. He did not press his advantage and needed to catch his breath to recover his internal energy.

Defeat Ouyang Ke to obtain the entry "Young Master of White Camel Manor".

[Young Master of White Camel Manor (Gold): After the death of Ouyang Feng, the former master of White Camel Manor, you can inherit White Camel Manor and unlock special buildings in your homestead to train elite warriors.]

Lu Ming's eyes lit up; this was good stuff. The loyalty of assassins was beyond question, and some dirty and tiring work needed to be done, so these assassins were perfect for the job.

If one could obtain the Sunflower Manual or the Evil-Repelling Sword Technique, then one could mass-produce martial arts masters. They would be weaker than those who cultivate naturally, but their advantage lies in their rapid progress.

Moreover, this was the first time he had seen entries related to manors, and he didn't know when he could unlock a real manor.

Seeing Lu Ming remain motionless, Ouyang Feng assumed he was afraid and said coldly, "You brat, for Feng Qingyang's sake, if you bow your head, admit your mistake, and step down from the stage, I can pretend nothing happened. Otherwise, die!"

No, where does this old man get his confidence from?

Lu Ming looked up at Ouyang Feng, his killing intent boiling. If he killed Ouyang Feng, wouldn't White Camel Manor be his?

He once again assumed the starting stance of the Xi Yi Sword Technique: "There are no cowards in the Huashan Sect who would choose to live in dishonor. Please, senior, enlighten me (to die)!"