Chapter 1 Brother and Sister
With a loud shout from the host, the contest between Lu Chen and Chen Hu officially began.
A thunderous roar erupted from the audience, mostly cheering for Chen Hu, with Tian Yu being the most enthusiastic among them. Only a few, such as Zuo Qinghua and Yang Zhen, stood together to cheer for Lu Chen.
Wang He naturally was among the crowd, but his position was quite different, obviously closer to some core disciples. It's clear that this second-generation ancestor had already subtly categorized himself as one of the core disciples.
Arrogance? Confidence? Or complacency? It's all a matter of perspective.
Generally speaking, not many people look favorably on Lu Chen, including the four great elders in the central position.
Qingyun raised an eyebrow, and a peculiar color appeared in his eyes. Although he didn't think much of Lu Chen, he somehow felt that Lu Chen had changed, especially the aura he exuded while standing there, which gave off a sense of superiority and confidence.
Exchanged a few gazes with Lian Yu Zhenren, Qing Ming Zhenren and Qing Chuan Zhenren, saw the same gaze as himself, the four of them didn't think that Lu Chen had already received guidance from Chen, thinking his Liu Sha finger technique had improved. Qing Yun said: "It seems this kid's Liu Sha finger technique has improved again."
Due to Zuo Qingwan's relationship, Lan Yuzhen was the most disdainful of Lu Chen. He sank into thought and said, "What does that have to do with anything? Dao techniques and martial arts are two different things. For cultivators, the body is secondary, and spiritual power is primary. If one's dao techniques are not good, then no matter how powerful their martial arts are, it's all in vain."
"Sister Shī said it makes sense." Qing Ming and Qing Chuan expressed their agreement.
"I really don't know how this kid reached the third layer of Qi training." As she spoke, Lian Yu added another sentence, clearly still resentful that she couldn't drive Lu Chen out of Qianyu Gate until now.
Lu Chen naturally did not know what the four great elders were thinking, but in front of him was a fat man weighing nearly two hundred pounds, who seemed confident and certain of victory. However, Lu Chen would not underestimate Chen Hu. Someone who could make many novice disciples dare not accept his challenge couldn't be a useless person no matter how weak he looked.
Chen Hu still had a smirk on his face, but the previous jests had gradually dissipated, replaced by a serious expression. Similarly, Lu Chen, who was able to take down Tian Yu with one move, was also a character he valued highly.
Having made up his mind to make Lu Chen uncomfortable, Chen Hu came up with a full true energy, and in the thick double palms, there was already a fireball technique accumulated.
Thud, thud, thud, he ran over, the ground of the square trembling beneath him. He looked like he weighed around 200 pounds, but his speed was not slow. In the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of Lu Chen, raised his fist wrapped in faint flames, and attacked.
Lu Chen smiled slightly, his body lowered, and his feet seemed to move without being seen. He directly slid backwards, almost gliding along the ground with an elegance that far surpassed Chen Hu's.
"Wu Luo Liu Yun Bu." The eyes of Lian Yu and the others brightened slightly, "Not bad, you've grasped the key points already, and your use of true energy is just right, not too much or too little. However, just dodging won't do, humph... Lu Chen will definitely lose this match."
The battle had just begun, and Ling Yu was already certain of the outcome. The thoughts that she didn't even bother to look at Lu Chen had already been revealed...
One strike missed, Chen Hu's figure half-rose from the ground, his foot fiercely stomping down, a fierce fist wind swept out, full of power, and on his plump fists were scattered sparks.
Lu Xuan's toes tapped lightly on the ground, and he jumped up gently, stepping on Chen Hu's head to jump over. Then, before his body had even landed, he twisted around and pointed...
"Fingertip Shadow ~" Just like the scene when facing Tian Yu, the ground was filled with dust and rose flatly, as Lu Chen's fingertips drew out a grayish-yellow airflow, directly targeting Chen Hu's shoulder.
After three months of cultivation, Chen Hu was no longer weak and had long been on guard against Lu Chen, raising his arm to block the attack.
"Hmm"
One was referring to the law being severe, the other was thick-skinned and impervious, the two offset each other, and Lu Chen's figure retreated and disappeared.
Then~
"The clash of martial arts and swordsmanship has officially begun."
Fists came and fingers pointed, the two men showed no mercy, completely launching a fierce attack. One was powerful and majestic, with a strong gust of wind, while the other was agile and nimble, like a swimming fish or a flying crane. In between, there were also sharp and piercing finger winds sweeping by.
Outside the square, shouts rose, growing louder and more thunderous, accompanied by Chen Hu's occasional fireball techniques, gaining an upper hand, and below, generous applause erupted in several bursts.
He had been at a disadvantage for half a day, and it was all because he still hadn't used even half of his Taoist skills.
On the contrary, Chen Hu's fireball technique was unstoppable, and he occasionally used one or two fire shield techniques to strengthen his defense, forcing Lu Chen's finger strength to dissipate, greatly reducing its effectiveness.
As a result, the disciples were even more convinced that Lu Chen was doomed to lose. Outside the square, Zuo Qinghua jumped up and down anxiously, wishing she could go up and help, while Wang He's face showed disdain and contempt.
"It seems there's no way to defeat him in a short time." Lu Chen thought to himself.
I didn't want to use Taoist magic, but now it seems I have no choice. Can't always let people chase and beat me up, after all, I'm a disciple of the Jade Character Sect, my status is higher than that of the Four Great Elders. Even if Liedust isn't here, I still can't lose face in front of him.
Thinking of this, Lu Chen's mouth curved up, revealing a sly and eerie smile that no one else saw.
A ray of light flashed out from the tip of his finger, and a thread of true yuan overflowed. Lu Chen silently recited the incantation of the Flowing Sand Technique in his mouth, waiting for Chen Hu to kill him again. When he saw Chen Hu coming up once more, he retreated to the right and suddenly threw out a Flowing Sand Technique.
"Haha, you're in trouble, your weight of over 200 pounds can make the Quicksand Technique exert its power beyond its normal level." Lu Chen thought to himself with a sneer.
As expected, Chen Hu, who had been charging forward like a human tank all along, had long forgotten about Lu Chen's spiritual root attribute.
Earth-style jutsu, Sand Flow Technique.
"Quicksand"
Lu Chen let out a low shout, and the ground suddenly seemed to float up. The originally flat bluestones had transformed into floating sand in this instant.
Defenseless, Chen Hu's foot kicked in, sinking into it.
"Quicksand Technique?"
All the disciples saw it, and they all exclaimed in surprise. At this time, even the four great elders stared with their eyes wide open, looking at Lu Chen in disbelief, thinking: "Where did this kid learn from?"
Quicksand appears, and there is no foothold underfoot. This is the key to this Quicksand Technique. Although this technique is not particularly brilliant, the purpose of cultivating it is precisely to catch one's opponent off guard.
A mere second's pause was enough to change many things, as can be seen now. Chen Hu, who should have been in a stable position, stepped on the quicksand technique and suddenly stumbled. And just in this moment, Lu Chen had already taken advantage of the situation to charge forward with a retreat.
"Fingertip Desert Shadow"
Still with that finger tip sand shadow, one strike hit Chen Hu's several major acupoints, then Lu Chen immediately kicked Chen Hu's butt.
Bang!
"Huh? Didn't work, let me try again."
"Bang!" The whole thing shook.
"Bang Bang~"
Next, a good show of kicking the fat man was performed on the square in front of the entire Yuning Temple.
Lü Chen changed the gesture to a foot, and Jing challenged Chen Hu's thick skin, calling out. After a moment, Chen Hu's entire body was covered in large black muddy footprints.
Lu Chen felt it was almost enough, and directly kicked Chen Hu's back, making him have an intimate contact with the ground. Finally, he ran to the front of Chen Hu, stepped on him, and made a victorious pose.
At this time, there was no need for the core disciple who hosted the trial to announce the result. It was obvious that Chen Hu's acupoints were still sealed and he couldn't move even if he wanted to. In fact, someone had even stepped on him. The outcome couldn't be any clearer than this.
Without much effort, Lu Chen not only verified his own flowing sand finger technique but also gained a deeper understanding of the subtleties of the flowing sand art. There was no need to reveal too much, and a low-key victory was the best outcome.
The sparrows under the eaves were silent, and the crowd was not shocked because of Lu Chen's quicksand technique, but they were completely stunned by Lu Chen's extremely swift methods.
"The Quicksand Technique can be used to this extent, how was it trained? Chen Hu is such a strong opponent, without even having time to react, he fell to the ground. This... Lu Chen is also too formidable."
And also~
Still successfully cultivated under no one's guidance.
"Are you self-taught?"
Gasps, deathly silence, everyone stared at each other in shock and astonishment. After a while, if it weren't for Chen Hu's mournful cry and roar on the ground, the crowd seemed to be in a state of panic for a short time.
"Lu Chen, you're all talk and no action. Didn't you say you'd kick him a few times?" Chen Hu was truly at a loss for words, having originally wanted to humiliate Lu Chen, but now the one being humiliated was himself.
Lu Chen smiled slightly, withdrew his foot and patted the sturdy flesh twice, relieving the acupressure points. He chuckled and said, "Yes, I've already held back a lot. Originally, I planned to kick you a hundred times, but now I've kicked less than that. You should be satisfied."
"Hmm..."
The whole audience was stunned.

