"I think so? I also think Ye Zhuixun can't win."
"After all, although the Third Young Master's Thunder Armor was destroyed, he still has the Poison Dragon Sword. The poison of the Poison Dragon Sword... Even Young Master Feng couldn't handle it, let alone Ye Zhuixun who can only use his fists?"
"Fists can't resist poison gas."
"Yes, that's it."
Everyone nodded as they spoke, with firm expressions and affirmative tones, as if what they said was the truth.
"You little bastard, prepare to die! True Dragon Jiutian!" The Third Young Master was furious, and as soon as the Poison Dragon Sword came out, he used his strongest swordsmanship!
"Qianxue!" Lou Xiaoxiao nervously reached out and pinched the hem of Lou Qianxue's clothes: "Aren't you worried at all?"
Lou Qianxue still had her eyes closed, her expression calm and indifferent: "Without the Thunder Armor, the Third Young Master has nothing to fear."
"But, but the poison of the Poison Dragon Sword is also very..."
"That poisonous gas may be very difficult for others to deal with, but for Zhui Xun..."
"Hmm?" Lou Xiaoxiao frowned.
Lou Qianxue opened her eyes and looked at the martial arts arena meaningfully: "Those poisonous gases must first be able to get close to the pursuer.
"Can't get close? Ah! You mean - I see, that's how it is!"
Lou Qianxue smiled slightly: "Sister Xiaoxiao is really amazing now, she can understand things at once - I always feel that if Sister Xiaoxiao is willing to go out and see, she will definitely have a more exciting life."
Lou Xiaoxiao was silent for a moment, then nodded: "I'll consider it."
On stage.
The Third Young Master attacked with a sword, but Ye Zhuixun was not in a hurry and clenched his fists: "The roar of the mad lion!"
boom!
An ordinary fist, with great force, smashed into the ground...
The huge rock on the opposite side shattered with a sound. In an instant, the debris flew everywhere and smoke and dust filled the air. Everyone was blinded by the dust and could not help squinting and coughing.
Even the Third Young Master paused for a moment.
"Ahem... ahem... what the hell is Ye Zhuixun doing?"
The Third Young Master saw it clearly—when the smoke and dust filled the air, Ye Zhuixun disappeared.
"Where are you, little bastard? Get out now."
"I'm here." A cold voice suddenly sounded.
next moment.
"The Lion's Roar!"
A fist as heavy as a mountain and with infinite power suddenly smashed into the Third Young Master.
“Puff—”
The Third Young Master spat out blood and fell to the ground, his body rubbing against the ground. He walked for several feet before stopping...
“Cough… cough cough…” The Third Young Master’s face turned pale as paper, and he kept coughing up blood. He looked like a madman, and he roared in anger and despair: “No! How could this happen? This can’t be! I can’t lose! This is fake, it must be fake!”
Ye Zhuixun looked down at him with contempt: "You clown! You still want to challenge my master? How ridiculous!"
"!!!"
"what happened?"
"Two punches!! Ye Zhuixun knocked the Third Young Master away with just two punches?"
"The Third Young Master didn't even have time to use the Poison Dragon Sword!!!"
“Is this fake?”
Everyone looked around in confusion, feeling that they had just had a long dream... Even the discussions stopped.
“There’s no way I can lose! Impossible! Cough… cough cough cough… I didn’t even see how he attacked! He attacked me by surprise! Cough cough… That’s right, he attacked me by surprise! You little bastard, you’re courting death by attacking me by surprise!”
"You are so pitiful." Ye Zhuixun said with pity, "You are obviously defeated, but you don't want to admit it. You even blame me for the sneak attack? It seems that I really need to make you see the truth. Come on, if you fight, I will stand here and let you fight. Let's see how you can defeat me."
A hint of viciousness flashed across the Third Young Master's angry and crazy eyes: "Little bastard, are you serious?"
As he said this, fearing that Ye Zhuixun would go back on his word, he quickly shouted, "Poison Dragon! Devour!"
laugh…
A black mist spurted out from the Poison Dragon Sword.
"Here it comes, here it comes! The Third Young Master's last resort! The Poison Dragon Sword and the Poison Mist."
(End of this chapter)