"Lu Yao, it's your turn." Qian Hu told Lu Yao.
Although Buick was defeated by Lu Yao, there was just a little ability gap between them. After fighting with Qian Hu, Buick knew that Lu Yao was no match for Qian Hu at all. Being afraid Lu Yao was just a wannabe hero, Buick tightly grabbed hold of Lu Yao's arm when Qian Hu threw down the glove to Lu Yao.
Without a word, Lu Yao just slowly peeled Buick's hand off his arm and walked towards Qian Hu confidently.
After Bao Tianyi died, Lu Yao knew Qian Hu was the only one that could tell him the whole story. Never could they save Ma Qingwen's life unless they took down Qian Hu.
Plus, there was an obvious relationship between the mystic Sky Tower and Qian Hu. If they failed to get useful information from Qian Hu, it would get harder to acquire the information about Sky Tower.
"Come on! Although you've got away with it last time, you won't do it again." Even if Lu Yao knew that he was no match for Qian Hu, he said with bravado, otherwise he wouldn't get a fat chance at all.
"Come and give it all you've got! Show me how good you are!" Qian Hu said confidently and strode to Lu Yao.
"Come on! Poti Fist!"
Screaming out loud, Lu Yao played Poti Fist perfectly as he focused all his strength on his fist and stroke it hard at Qian Hu.
Since he was cornered into a desperate situation, he was even more powerful than he was in the cultivation. All his veins pulsed in his body as he gathered all the strength.
"Boom!"
Round one ended as Lu Yao stumbled backward with a step, his blood oozing out of the corner of his lips.
Standing still, Qian Hu wasn't wounded.
What happened to Qian Hu? The last time when they fought with each other, Qian Hu wasn't so powerful. How could he make such huge progress in a few days?
Now Lu Yao's astonishment was beyond description.
But he didn't have time to think about it as he had to throw down the gauntlet to Qian Hu again.
"One more!"
Lu Yao yelled and charged forward with Poti Fist.
This time Lu Yao directly stumbled backward with more steps, his blood trickling down his lips and dripping to the carpet in the suite.
Qian Hu also staggered back, but with merely a small step.
What was creepier was that Lu Yao felt that some kind of qi unceasingly rampaged in his body, which hindered the function of his own strength.
What happened? Did he achieve the Qi Cultivation Phase as his Master had said?
"What? Still want to fight with me?" Knowing that Lu Yao was playing cool, Qian Hu didn't haste to attack. Instead, he intended to break down Lu Yao with harsh words.
"You're just so-so." Lu Yao lunged at Qian Hu again after bellowing.
Lu Yao was born to be resilient, and he had become more persistent with the help of cultivation, as well as the enlightenment of Taoist Heart. Facing the deadlock, Lu Yao chose to fight till death.
Due to the unknown qi in his body, he became kind of exhausted as his whole strength couldn't function so smoothly as usual.
"Thud!"
Lu Yao was punched backward by Qian Hu again, and he was even hit in the wall across from Qian Hu.
It was like the punch almost crashed all his strength as he limply slid down against the wall.
Lu Yao slowly rose to his feet against the wall, while his blood was trickling down from his lips. Still, Lu Yao stared at Qian Hu with scorching eyes.
"I've underestimated you." Seeing Lu Yao slowly stand up, Qian Hu got a little shocked.
Qian Hu had realized Lu Yao was no match for him at the Yunwu Mountain.
If it hadn't been those Shina soldiers who kept tracing him, he could have snuffed out Lu Yao for good.
As he lurked in the Shuangta City, he gradually found Lu Yao's identity an ordinary high school boy ready for the college entrance examination.
Qian Hu intended to kill Lu Yao. But for some reason, he found Lu Yao was guarded by some mystic force lurking in the dark, so he couldn't get to Lu Yao.
After deliberation, he set up the trap to lure the mystic force out from the dark.
Although Qian Hu didn't want to kill Lu Yao, the punches were so hard that Lu Yao shouldn't have been able to stand up.
Even if Lu Yao could stand up constrainedly, he should have lost the ability to fight.
After all, Qian Hu also had the mystic potion provided by that man, which helped Qian Hu achieve the Qi Cultivation Phase at one stroke.
He was quite flabbergasted.
With a terse smile, Lu Yao eyed Qian Hu and said, "You have no idea how much you've underestimated."
"What a pity! You've just got the middle stage of Huang Level, but I've got the c****x stage of Huang Level as the spiritual power has formed in my body. As far as I'm concerned, you're nothing but an ordinary man with a strong physique, and you'll never defeat me." Shocked as Qian Hu was, he still looked confident.
Lu Yao knew what Qian Hu meant after Lu Yao had suffered the three punches.
Although Lu Yao had made huge progress in body strength after cultivation and he was much stronger than ordinary people, it seemed he was still a loser when he was compared with Qian Hu.
But Lu Yao didn't care about it. Did Lu Yao deserve to be killed by Qian Hu just because Qian Hu was so much better than him?
It was in the f**king dreams! That wasn't Lu Yao's code of life.
Qian Hu laughed and said, "You may survive if you tell me who was protecting you in the dark."
"Nonsense!" Lu Yao had no choice but to slowly rise to his feet and try to attack Qian Hu again.
"How loyal you are! I wonder if it's worth what your master wants to pay for you." Seeing Lu Yao didn't want to tell the truth, Qian Hu slowly walked to him.
"Thud!"
"Bang!"
Qian Hu launched another punch.
This time Lu Yao was punched far away as expected and bumped hard against the wall.
What made things worse was that Lu Yao spat out the blood, and Buick's clothes were spattered with Lu Yao's blood.
"Want more punches?" After Lu Yao was punched away, Qian Hu kept walking ahead.
Lu Yao's arms were limply dangling beside his body when blood gurgled out of his mouth. After shaking his own head several times, he still failed to lift it.
Obviously, he wasn't able to continue the fight.
Clenching his teeth, Buick jumped up with his full strength and lunged at Qian Hu.
"Boom!"
Without glimpsing at Buick, Qian Hu directly slammed a fist.
Tall and burly as Buick was, he was punched away and flew backward like a stringless kite, crashing the marble table into pieces.
He passed out.
Lu Yao could do nothing to stop Qian Hu, but he found he was Qian Hu's target instead of Buick.
"Tell me who they are." Qian Hu lifted Lu Yao directly and threw him in the middle of the suite.
Then he walked to him and stepped on his chest, asking him for an answer.
Lu Yao was badly hurt when Qian Hu stepped on him, so he cursed through gritted teeth, "F**k you!"
"Fine. Don't you dare defy me!" Qian Hu trampled harder to punish Lu Yao.
Although Lu Yao didn't believe Qian Hu got to the c****x stage of Huang Level, while Lu Yao got to the middle stage as Qian Hu had said, Lu Yao had to admit that Qian Hu did overpower him now.
The gap of one stage between them was like an unbridgeable gulf.
Every time Lu Yao cursed, Qian Hu trampled harder. If Qian Hu hadn't controlled his strength, Lu Yao might have already died.
Lu Yao almost lost his breath as well as his consciousness.
Lu Yao had been trying to contact Li Jiang, but he didn't receive any reply.
Not until Lu Yao felt he was dying did he hear Li Jiang's voice, "Lu Yao, I'll transport qi for you. I need you to practice the former two moves of Mixed Spirit King Kong Skills. Try to break through it."
As soon as Li Jiang finished talking, Lu Yao's chest quickly heaved, and the gurgling blood was stopped.
Qian Hu also noticed Lu Yao's change. Being afraid of unexpected c**k-ups, he wanted to finish the s*******r that he regarded as a game.
He knew that his safety was much more important than luring out the people behind Lu Yao.
He should just live to fight another day.
But it was too late.
Lu Yao slowly rose to his feet with Qian Hu's feet on his chest.
Like a demon, Lu Yao had bloodshot but emotionless eyes. His clothes floated in the air even if it wasn't windy, and the skin exposed on the outside dimly shone a red glow.
"Bang!"
Demonized Lu Yao slowly parted his tightly closed lips as a harsh sound wave came out of his mouth.
Furniture and decorations like sofas and tables were instantly shattered to powder by the sound wave.
All the gangsters pretending to be stuporous also instantly passed out as if they had been just dead bodies, still and quiet.
Bao Tianyi and those eight burly men were ordinary people after all, so they also got a concussion and passed out.
If Qian Hu hadn't dodged aside and taken back his thoughts to quickly practice his inner power for self-defense, he could have also passed out like the others.
Although the furniture and decorations were crashed, all the people in the suite survived. Whereas in Qian Hu's opinion, the sound wave was like the summon of the Grim Reaper, which made him give up resisting.
As the sound wave disappeared, Lu Yao's swollen body was gradually back to normal like a balloon going flat. And his two bloodshot eyes weren't glassy anymore.