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Chapter 39 You Didn't Win
In front of Lu Youde.
Lu Chuan's mastery of the Qingfeng Step far exceeded Lu Youde's understanding of his youngest son.
At the late stage of Body Tempering, one can achieve such proficiency in the Azure Wind Step.
There are no more than three people in the entire Lu family who can compare to him.
Lu Youde's eyes involuntarily became fixed on Lu Chuan.
He had taught Lu Chuan the Qingfeng Step, but he never knew that his footwork had reached this level.
How much training did his youngest son, who he always saw as sarcastic and idle, actually do in secret?
Lu Yuan naturally recognized this footwork as well.
Green Wind Steps.
It's estimated that they've already reached a high level of proficiency.
He was already considered outstanding among all the Lu family's children.
But compared to his own perfect fulfillment.
There's still a long way to go.
Lu Chuan's body left several afterimages on the arena.
Just as they were about to approach Lu Yuan,
With both palms extended simultaneously, the force of the palm strikes caused ripples in the surrounding air.
Lu Chuan had been preparing for this attack for a long time.
He had been secretly mobilizing his qi and blood even before the fight began.
He wanted to decide the outcome with one decisive blow!
We must show everyone that Lu Chuan is stronger than Lu Yuan!
His dad needs to see this!
Make sure they all see this!
Just when Lu Chuan thought the attack was about to hit Lu Yuan...
He heard Lu Yuan's disdainful voice.
"Too slow."
The two words sounded light and airy when they came out of Lu Yuan's mouth.
Everything happened in an instant.
Just as Lu Chuan's palms were about to touch Lu Yuan's chest, Lu Yuan's feet shifted slightly.
Green Wind Step!
Perfection!
To outsiders, it appeared as if Lu Yuan had simply turned his body to the side with a flourish.
The person's center of gravity shifted by a mere millimeter, taking half a step.
But in fact.
It was this half-step.
Lu Chuan's palms brushed past his clothes, but his palm strike missed its mark.
next moment.
Qi and blood circulated beneath Lu Yuan's feet.
The ghostly movement technique was unleashed.
In the blink of an eye, he circled around to Lu Chuan's back.
He moved so fast that most of the spectators in the stands didn't even see how he got there.
Raise your right palm high.
Rock-Smashing Palm!
But he held back.
Because the person in front of him was Lu Youde's biological son.
But after all, Lu Yuan gave him a meridian-protecting pill, which was quite kind of him.
Lu Yuan didn't want to hurt him.
He struck out with a palm.
Faced with Lu Yuan's attack, Lu Chuan's reaction was ultimately a beat too slow.
He hurriedly turned around and crossed his arms to block.
However, he still took most of the force and was knocked back, taking several steps back before regaining his balance.
Lu Yuan knew it in his heart.
The force he's using now is much less than when he fought Chen Ergou.
Lu Chuan only took a few steps back.
Even his breathing remained perfectly steady.
Lu Chuan paused for a moment, then looked down at his hands.
He suddenly chuckled.
There was self-deprecation in that laughter, but more than that, it was a fury that had been completely ignited.
"Back then, when you secretly learned the Rock-Shattering Palm technique, everyone called you a genius."
He raised his head and stared intently at Lu Yuan.
"I can do Rock Smash Palm too!"
He circulated his qi and blood, unleashing one palm strike after another.
The palm strike was astonishing, the attack fierce.
Lu Yuan could tell.
This Rock-Shattering Palm technique is almost at the level of minor mastery.
Although it hasn't fully reached the level of minor success yet.
However, when used in the later stages of body tempering, the power and force of the aura are already quite formidable.
Tie Heng raised his eyebrows slightly.
It's not surprising that he knows the Rock-Shattering Palm technique, but to have mastered it to this level in private practice can only be achieved through daily hard work and dedication.
Tie Qianshan tapped his fingers lightly on the armrest, his gaze lingered on Lu Chuan for a moment, then shifted to the other side.
Under Lu Chuan's offensive.
Lu Yuan was forced to retreat step by step.
It wasn't that Lu Yuan couldn't stop him; it was that he was retreating.
He was thinking about what Lu Chuan had just said.
Consider how the Lu family has neglected their youngest son all these years.
Finally, he sighed.
The moment his back was about to touch the boundary line of the field.
"It's time," he said expressionlessly.
Lu Chuan was slightly taken aback.
"Didn't you practice Rock-Smashing Palm?"
"Today I'll show you what a real Rockbreaker Palm is!"
These words were spoken.
Lu Chuan realized that Lu Yuan's next attack might be completely different from the previous ones.
He struck first.
Instinctively, he mobilized the blood and energy throughout his body, striking out with both palms simultaneously.
This is his strongest Rock-Smashing Palm, all his power is concentrated in this one strike.
But Lu Yuan, standing before him, merely raised his hand slightly.
He swung his palm out.
The strength under the entry for "[Innate Superhuman Strength]"
Add to that the Rock Smash Palm skill at its perfect proficiency level.
Two layers stacked together.
The palm strike tore through the air, producing a low, muffled sound.
This time he didn't hold back, but he slightly deviated from the angle when he struck.
The force from the front was used to shatter Lu Chuan's palm vortex.
The residual force from the side acted like an invisible hand, pushing Lu Chuan to the left.
The two palm strikes collided in mid-air.
The energy generated by Lu Chuan's Shattering Rock Palm was shattered with overwhelming force.
He was sent flying and crashed to the ground three zhang away.
His back slammed against the table with a dull thud.
But he didn't fall off the ring.
Lu Yuan withdrew his palm, looked calmly at Lu Chuan on the ground, and said, "You have lost."
Lu Chuan lay on the ground, breathing heavily, veins bulging on his forehead.
He didn't respond, but slowly, inch by inch, propped himself up and stood up.
"defeat?"
He slowly uttered a single word, his voice hoarse.
"I didn't fall off the ring, I haven't lost yet!"
Lu Chuan gritted his teeth.
He stared intently at Lu Yuan, his eyes filled with a chilling sense of humiliation.
"I haven't lost! Lu Yuan! Let's continue the fight!"
Lu Yuan shook his head, not wanting to lower himself to his level.
The two of them are simply not on the same level.
He turned and walked off the stage.
unexpectedly.
Behind him, Lu Chuan suddenly scrambled to his feet.
His eyes were bloodshot.
His entire body's energy and blood erupted without reservation.
He drew every last bit of strength from the late stage of body tempering into his palm.
"Rock-Smashing Palm!"
The force of this palm strike far exceeded the range of the late stage of body tempering.
A tremendous palm-force fluctuation was faintly visible in the air.
Lu Yuan was facing away from him at the moment, completely unprepared.
"You bastard!"
Lu Youde stood up abruptly from his seat, his face ashen.
He was cursing his own son, Lu Chuan.
If Lu Yuan gets injured, the Lu family's hope of rising again will be completely lost.
He wasn't criticizing Lu Chuan as a person, but rather for Lu Chuan's lack of manners.
Everyone in the audience held their breath at that moment.
No one expected that Lu Chuan would launch a sneak attack after his defeat.
Lu Yuan stopped in his tracks.
He didn't turn around.
Just as the palm was about to touch his back, he turned his head and glanced contemptuously at Lu Chuan behind him.
"Arrogant!"
Beneath his robes, the Qilin vein on his right arm instantly appeared.
With the qi and blood fully mobilized, the lines on the skin subtly move beneath the skin, as if they have come to life.
He casually swung his hand backward.
There was absolutely no sign of it abating.
The effects of the terms "Innate Super Strength" and "Kirin Arm" are added together.
The force of thousands of pounds was contained within the palm wind.
Like an invisible wall, it pushed towards Lu Chuan.
"Thump!"
A loud, muffled sound came from behind.
The palm strike landed on Lu Chuan's shoulder.
He was sent flying backward, tumbling half a circle in the air before crashing heavily into the center of the ring.
He spat out a mouthful of blood, which splattered onto his clothes.
He struggled twice, trying to prop himself up, but his arms were as limp as noodles, and he fell back to the ground.
His ribs weren't broken, and his joints weren't shattered, but he could never stand up again.