Free Web NovelChapter 195: Chapter 130: Turning the Tide
"All at once?"
His calm voice echoed, and the onlookers all wore different expressions.
"Who is this guy? So arrogant."
"Someone from Jinshi Boxing Hall. I think he’s that... what’s-his-name, Lu Chao?"
"So conceited. He’s practically asking to die..."
The spectators from the other martial arts halls all frowned and shook their heads. Some even muttered bluntly, thinking he was far too arrogant.
Thunder Extreme Martial Arts Hall had brought a full five Professional Level fighters. Even if Lei Chongming didn’t make a move, that was more than enough for his opponent to handle.
The same went for Jinshi Boxing Hall.
The disciples were at first overjoyed at his appearance, but their faces fell, filled with worry, when they heard his words.
’Even Senior Brother Zheng was no match for them. And Senior Brother Lu wants to challenge all of them? Isn’t this...’
"Junior Brother Lu is being too reckless."
He heard the surrounding discussions and clearly saw the anger and coldness in the eyes of the people from Thunder Extreme Martial Arts Hall.
Luo Yan’s expression was grave. He wanted to go forward to dissuade him and shield him from the crowd’s anger, but Luo Qianshan, who was beside him, quietly pulled him back.
"Father?"
Puzzled, he saw that Luo Qianshan’s eyes were unusually bright, as if he had witnessed some kind of unprecedented, dazzling divine light.
Luo Yan was slightly taken aback and paused for a moment.
Zheng Wu, who had been knocked off the stage, didn’t see their expressions. Coughing lightly several times, he clutched his chest, his robes stained with blood. Supported by others, he stubbornly walked over to Lu Chao’s side.
"Junior... Junior Brother Lu..."
He opened his mouth, his breathing extremely weak. His face was as pale as gold foil, as if he could pass out at any moment.
But even so, his eyes were still filled with worry as he tried to talk him out of it.
"Senior Brother Zheng."
However, Lu Chao just shook his head gently.
His gaze swept over the caved-in chest, the fractured arms, and the faint breathing that clearly indicated severe internal injuries.
He narrowed his eyes.
"The people from Thunder Extreme Martial Arts Hall were prepared. They saw through almost everything I’ve learned, as if they had prepared specific countermeasures in advance and targeted my weaknesses."
Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth. Zheng Wu, mistaking Lu Chao’s silence for hesitation and fear, shook his head and urged, "If I’m not mistaken, they sent people to provoke us many times before, forcing our junior brothers to fight. It was likely all for this—they’ve spent months training specifically to counter the Golden Stone Fighting Skill."
"On top of that, Lei Chongming has mastered the Thunder Fist. Junior Brother Lu, if it’s too much, let’s just concede for now. I believe that in the future, you’ll definitely be able to..."
"Senior Brother Zheng, don’t worry."
Lu Chao gently patted his shoulder, cutting him off.
"I know what I’m doing."
His voice was deep, causing Zheng Wu to start slightly.
Before Zheng Wu could react, Lu Chao signaled for the disciples supporting him to take him away. Then, he once again looked up at Lei Chongming on the stage, and at the other members of the Thunder Extreme Martial Arts Hall on the other side.
His gaze even went past them, toward the Flying Eagle Martial Arts Hall, the Cangyun Martial Arts Hall... all the small and mid-sized halls that flocked around Thunder Extreme, the ones that had repeatedly sent people to block their disciples’ paths, provoke them, and start fights.
Meeting their gazes—some angry, some disdainful, some cold—he started walking toward the stage again. As he walked, he spoke in a calm, quiet voice, "What I just said was indeed wrong."
As soon as he spoke, the sneers from the watching members of Flying Eagle, Cangyun, and the other martial arts halls grew wider.
’Is he scared now?’
’Words, once spoken, are like spilled water. He wants to back down now? He should think again...’
"It’s not just Thunder Extreme Martial Arts Hall."
Glancing around, Lu Chao’s gaze swept past the two or three smaller, affiliated martial arts halls. "You low-life punks who can’t even make it onto the big stage, you can all come at me too."
"Dealing with you one by one... is too much trouble."
UPROAR!!
As his words landed, everyone’s expression changed completely.
Disciples from both Flying Eagle and Cangyun Martial Arts Hall erupted in angry curses. On the stage, Lei Chongming merely narrowed his eyes, then gave a disdainful smile.
"What arrogance!"
He stood in the center of the stage, watching Lu Chao approach step by step.
Without making the slightest move, he seemed to disdain even fighting, crossing his arms and looking down at his opponent with a scrutinizing gaze.
Seeing this, a young man at the Peak Professional Level from Thunder Extreme Martial Arts Hall quickly stepped forward. A flash of anger crossed his eyes as he took a step and said, "You think you’re worthy of challenging all of us?"
"Do you really think you’re so great just because you relied on the Patrol Department to kill a few heavily injured people like Qiu Shan?"
His tone was scornful. The Peak Professional Level youth from Thunder Extreme Martial Arts Hall had a Life Energy of sixty points. He walked slowly to the entrance of the stage, blocking Lu Chao’s path.
As their eyes met, he tilted his head, producing a CRACK-CRACK sound from his neck. With a contemptuous look, he said, "Senior Brother Lei doesn’t need to lift a finger. I alone am enough to beat you to death."
"However..."
He looked Lu Chao up and down, then spat on the ground. "But you’re just a dog kept by the Patrol Department now. If we injure you, won’t they just send people to arrest us?"
"If you want a match, first make it clear whose dog you are..."
BANG!!
A figure flew backward a good seven or eight meters, smashing into a thick tree in a flowerbed at the side of the training ground.
His chest caved in as he coughed up blood with a gurgling sound.
Amidst the RUSTLE of falling leaves, all the commotion fell silent for a moment.
"You talk too much."
Lu Chao slowly lowered the right fist he had just struck with and continued walking toward the stage.
Lei Wanjun narrowed his eyes. Behind him, Zhan Diao sensed that something was wrong.
Before they could make a move...
"It was just a sneak attack! What kind of skill is that?!"
"If you want to fight Senior Brother Lei, you’ll have to get through us first!"
Other Peak Professional Level disciples from Thunder Extreme Martial Arts Hall exchanged a look, seized the opportunity to shout, and rushed forward.
SWOOSH! SWOOSH! SWOOSH!!
A full five Professional Level fighters, two of whom had a Life Energy exceeding sixty-five points.
The figures launched a siege, attacking in waves. Seeing this, the expressions of the people from Jinshi Boxing Hall changed slightly.
As if sensing they wanted to intervene.
