My cells devour all worlds.

"presumptuous!"

A cold, clear voice suddenly rang out.

Qingli suddenly leaped out of the window on the top floor of Lanyue Tower, lightly flicking her green sleeve to intercept the incoming Zhao Long, and then fiercely tossed it back.

"Ahhh..."

Zhao Long said he felt terrible, like a ball being kicked around by the two men, with no power to resist.

Seeing that he was about to fall, he instinctively struggled, but suddenly found that he had regained some strength.

He quickly adjusted his body, somersaulted a few times to dissipate the force, and landed steadily.

Before he could even feel happy, a dozen or so men with ill intentions suddenly appeared and surrounded him.

Several blades were already at his neck.

"..."

Zhao Long stiffened. "Heroes, let's talk this out..."

The head nurse, Gao, spoke in a deep voice, "Zhao Long, come with us."

They were furious that their martial arts skills had been deceived.

If they don't dare to ask Lu Sheng for it back, do they not dare to cause trouble for Zhao Long and Zhao Hu?

Zhao Long was quickly taken aside by more than a dozen people.

The group didn't rush to make a move, because there were more important things to do.

The Myriad Laws Asuras are going to challenge the Moon-Gazing Fairy; they can't afford to miss this opportunity.

Qing Li stood on the eaves, glaring angrily at Lu Sheng, and couldn't help but scold, "How dare you disturb the Master's peace..."

Before he could finish speaking, Lu Sheng interrupted him, "What are you babbling about? Let your fairy come out and get a beating."

"You—how dare you!"

Enraged, Qingli could no longer restrain herself. Her figure fell like a wisp of smoke, and the green silk in her hand lashed out at Lu Sheng like a whip.

What appears to be a light, flimsy strip of cloth actually produces a whooshing sound when swung.

Lu Sheng casually reached out, turning his palm into a claw, and caught the incoming blue silk ribbon in one swift motion.

With just a little force, Qingli fell uncontrollably toward Lu Sheng.

"ah--"

With a soft exclamation, a long white ribbon emerged from the rooftop window at an even faster speed.

In an instant, he arrived beside Qingli, wrapped her up, and dragged her back to the window, leaving only a piece of blue silk in Lu Sheng's hand.

"Have you finally decided to let go?"

Lu Sheng casually tossed the blue silk ribbon in his hand aside and looked toward the rooftop window.

There, a cold and aloof figure appeared.

She wore a flowing, moon-white dress with wide sleeves, and her hair was simply styled and held in place by a long jade hairpin.

Her face was covered by a light veil, revealing only her eyes.

His eyebrows and eyes were long and slender, and his gaze was as deep as a cold pool, as if he were not interested in anything.

"OP..."

Qingli steadied herself and apologized in fear.

"Step back, you are no match for him."

Ye Xinglan waved her hand, her voice echoing like a clear spring.

Qingli bowed and stepped back.

Ye Xinglan looked at Lu Sheng with her slender eyebrows and eyes, her voice not loud, but clearly reaching everyone's ears: "Your skills are quite impressive..."

Before the words were finished...

Lu Sheng replied matter-of-factly, "I know, many people say that."

"..."

The onlookers blinked with strange expressions.

It seems I never expected... never expected this Senior Ten Thousand Laws Asura to be so...unique.

Even Ye Xinglan's expression changed, and she couldn't bring herself to say what she was about to say.

She knew the other party was doing it on purpose, to provoke her and get her to take action.

I don't want to leave any room for compromise.

A battle maniac?

"Since your purpose is clear, I will not say any more."

Ye Xinglan finally became serious, and a hint of coldness gradually appeared in her eyes:

"I don't care what you do outside, but inside... those who break my rules—will pay the price!"

As they were talking.

A white shadow flashed, and Ye Xinglan flicked her hand, a long, moon-white ribbon suddenly emerging from her sleeve. It swept across the sky, falling from above with a whooshing sound.

Like a rushing waterfall cascading down from the heavens.

Lu Sheng threw the newly acquired manual on the ground to prevent it from being damaged.

Then he slowly took a breath, raised his head and straightened his chest, and surprisingly neither dodged nor avoided.

"Buzz—"

The bolt struck his chest squarely, producing a dull hum like a sledgehammer hitting a wall.

The two collided, creating a shockwave that whipped up robes and sent fallen leaves flying.

hiss~

The onlookers couldn't help but grimace at the sound alone.

Lu Sheng, however, remained calm and unchanged, as if he had really been lightly patted by the strip of cloth.

Upon seeing this scene, Ye Xinglan's eyes narrowed slightly.

External martial arts training?

Could it be Yue Shan's Iron Wall Kung Fu?

impossible!

As soon as the idea came to mind, Ye Xinglan immediately rejected it.

All paths lead to the same destination.

For someone at her level, mastering ordinary martial arts techniques quickly wouldn't be difficult.

But physical training is different; it requires relentless, day-to-day, year-after-year dedication.

It's not something that can be mastered quickly.

It must be because the other party had already practiced external martial arts, which makes sense.

Indeed, the other party is extremely mysterious; they have investigated for so long but haven't found a single clue.

Who knows if the appearance and voice he showed today are real?

Just as Ye Xinglan was pondering, Lu Sheng spoke again, his voice filled with concern as he asked from behind his mask.

"Has the fairy not eaten?"

Lu Shengli stood there, pressed his chest, and was very satisfied with his current defensive capabilities.

During the past two weeks of travel, he has already gone through the stages of skin and muscle training, and has even completed most of the bone training.

Coupled with his already formidable physique, he is probably not much weaker than Yue Shan.

Lu Sheng hoped to test his progress over the past few days today.

So he didn't mince words at all.

As expected, although Ye Xinglan did not respond, the white silk in her hand struck again.

This time, instead of using overwhelming force, they skillfully wrapped Lu Sheng up, turning him into a rice dumpling.

At the same time, another white silk ribbon wrapped around a thin sword came straight for Lu Sheng's eyes.

Lu Sheng smiled slightly, without making any move, but the white silk wrapped around his body suddenly began to turn black and then quickly broke into several pieces.

Before the blade could strike, Lu Sheng clasped his hands together, catching the blade just in time, and twisted it slightly.

With a few clanging sounds, it instantly turned into fragments scattered all over the ground.

"call out--"

The white silk ribbon was rolled up.

Ye Xinglan looked at the scorch marks on the white silk and the frost on the sword fragments, and exclaimed in surprise, "Crimson Sun Technique? Profound Nether Palm?"

They've actually reached this level of skill!

Ye Xinglan abandoned the idea of ​​continuing to probe, and with a flick of her sleeves, dozens of long, moon-white ribbons suddenly shot out.

Like a long snake, it intertwined and coiled in the air, covering Lu Sheng as it descended.

Two thin swords appeared in Ye Xinglan's hands, and her figure swayed, merging into the white silk that filled the sky.

They have vanished without a trace.

All that could be seen in the field of vision were countless white ribbons fluttering in the air.

That's really scary.

Lu Sheng narrowed his eyes, staring at a white ribbon flying past in front of him, and suddenly tilted his head to the left.

next moment.

A white silk ribbon, wrapped around a rapier, suddenly emerged from the crisscrossing gaps, almost grazing his right ear.

At the same time, another rapier came thrusting from the left, demonstrating a double attack.

Lu Sheng remained calm and composed, forming a palm with one hand and moving even faster, directly swatting away the incoming longsword.

But at that very moment...

Two sharp sword lights suddenly bloomed behind Lu Sheng.

Lu Sheng glanced at the scene out of the corner of his eye, and just as he was about to react, he discovered that his legs had been tightly bound by white silk, restricting his movement.

Although he reacted quickly, the intense internal energy instantly burned his legs, causing the white silk to turn black and break.

However, Lu Sheng was still somewhat affected and was a step behind.

Ye Xinglan's long sword was already thrusting out.