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In the open space in front of the small courtyard, Lufan and Uncle Fu stood facing each other, the atmosphere tense, with Lufan's expression serious.
Mr. and Duanmu Xue, along with a few others, stood at the entrance watching.
Duanmu Xue and the others didn’t dare to breathe loudly, nervously observing the scene.
“Lu Xiaozai,” Uncle Fu said, appearing relaxed compared to Lufan's seriousness. “You’re at the peak of the second rank now, so I’ll match you with my second rank strength. It’s not too unfair. Go ahead and use any tricks you have; let’s see if you can put some pressure on me.”
Lufan nodded but didn’t speak. He understood that his level of strength probably wouldn’t be noteworthy in Uncle Fu's eyes, so he didn’t feel belittled by Uncle Fu lowering his own strength.
However, since he was allowed to attack, there was no need to hold back. Lufan assumed a starting stance, signaling that he was ready, while Uncle Fu remained lazily relaxed.
“Lufan, you can do it!” Miko suddenly shouted with a clenched fist, her face flushed.
The others also silently cheered him on.
Boom!
Lufan moved. With immense power, the ground was blasted out into a small pit beneath him, providing him with tremendous momentum.
In what seemed like an instant teleportation, Lufan appeared at Uncle Fu's right side. He clenched his right fist, twisted his waist, turned around, and swung his arm down with a roaring rush of air, aiming a powerful strike at Uncle Fu’s head as if he intended to smash it like a watermelon.
Luohan Fist! Luohan Single Whip!
This whip-like strike shattered the air with incredible force, causing Uncle Fu's eye to twitch in surprise as he realized how fierce Lu Xiaozai's Fist Technique truly was!
However, despite the surprise, Uncle Fu was a person who had experienced countless battles. It could be said that if he unleashed his full strength, he could easily defeat a Martial Arts Master like Madman Kong, whom Lufan had encountered, in less than ten moves!
So, facing Lufan's powerful single whip strike, he didn't think twice. With a relaxed and quick motion of his arm, it was as if a startled dragon had leaped up, striking towards Lufan's arm with a whip-like attack of his own!
Divine Dragon Fist, Poison Dragon Whip! Mimicking the sudden pounce of a poisonous dragon emerging from the Deep Pool to hunt, it embodied the essence of speed and ferocity.
The Divine Dragon Fist was a Fist Technique created by Uncle Fu after witnessing a dragon hunting during his travels in his early years. This particular move, Poison Dragon Whip, was as profound as any whip technique.
Bang! Sizzle!
The two whip strikes collided, creating a shockwave that tore through their clothing, leaving them both bare-chested.
Lufan's exposed arm shimmered with silver; this was a sign that the Iron Cloth Technique was operating at its limit. In contrast, Uncle Fu's arm appeared dark greenish-black, as if wrapped in an incredibly tough layer of bark. This indicated that he had condensed his vital energy in a special way within his arm.
As they clashed, Lufan found himself at a disadvantage and was forced to retreat repeatedly. Although Uncle Fu claimed he would suppress his strength to the second tier, there was no precise standard for this. Moreover, his physical power was overwhelmingly strong, causing Lufan to be pushed back.
Seizing the upper hand, Uncle Fu showed no mercy. In battle, there was no room for compassion. He took the opportunity to close in again and swung his right hand, executing another Poison Dragon Whip aimed at Lufan's head—mirroring Lufan's earlier attack.
An eye for an eye! After being startled by Lufan's Luohan Single Whip, Uncle Fu immediately decided to retaliate.
Just as Lufan managed to stabilize himself, Uncle Fu's whip strike was already upon him. With no time to think further, he gathered energy into his hands and lightly pressed against Uncle Fu's arm. Though it seemed gentle, it was incredibly swift.
If this grip were to hold firm, Uncle Fu's arm would likely suffer severe damage as if Lufan were about to tear off skin and muscle—truly ruthless!
Dragon Claw Hand, Caressing the Zither!
Using his arm as a zither and his tendons as strings, Lufan's move was aimed at breaking bones and severing tendons.
Uncle Fu was startled again; this kid was truly fierce with every strike, completely different from his usual demeanor.
Uncle Fu had to take it seriously. He realized that based on mere second-tier strength, he might not be able to suppress Lufan. If he were careless, he could very well end up in a predicament; he could not afford to lose this person.
Before Lufan's Dragon Claw could grab hold, Uncle Fu swiftly retracted his hand, like an eel slipping back into its hole, moving so quickly that it caught everyone off guard.
The dragon can both shrink and extend; when it shrinks, it can hide in the eel's hole, waiting without hesitation for the day it can soar once more.
After enduring comes the moment of explosion. Uncle Fu suddenly pulled his arm back to his waist, gathering strength briefly before transforming his fist into a claw and lunging forward to grab at Lufan's heart!
The venomous dragon emerges from its lair, the divine dragon extends its claws!
This claw was immensely powerful, capable of piercing gold and breaking stone. If Lufan were caught by it, no protective Divine Skill would be of any use; the only outcome would be his heart being ripped out.
Having failed to play the zither with his Dragon Claw, Uncle Fu's divine dragon claw was already at Lufan's chest. Lufan raised both fists and brought them down forcefully, targeting Uncle Fu's wrist bone.
Fist Technique: Felling the Tiger!
In the past, a wise monk encountered a ferocious tiger on a mountain path. The tiger wanted to eat him but was rendered immobile by the monk using a simple Fuhuqian technique. This illustrates the sheer power of this Fist Technique.
Fuhuqian does not rely on complex moves for victory; it purely depends on immense strength cultivated to a profound level, embodying unparalleled might.
Although this Fist Technique is named Felling the Tiger, it can also subdue dragons! Lufan relied on this overwhelming force to break through Uncle Fu's divine dragon claw!
The snake strikes at the Seven Inches; although the dragon is powerful, it is still a snake's body, and it also has its Seven Inches. This Seven Inches position is located at the wrist bone. As long as the wrist bone is shattered, it will naturally be unable to use its claws.
Uncle Fu was genuinely surprised this time. His once-prized Divine Dragon Fist, despite several moves, was countered at every turn, and he found himself unable to gain the upper hand in the exchange.
The key was that Lu Xiaozai switched between several Martial Arts Techniques, all of which were forceful and aggressive, yet their transitions flowed seamlessly and naturally. It was truly remarkable.
Since the Divine Dragon's Claw was ineffective, Uncle Fu would not allow Lufan to strike his wrist bone. He changed his technique, transforming his claw into a fist, suddenly raising his fist to smash down towards Lufan.
Dragon Rising!
Using the Dragon Rising technique, Uncle Fu collided his fists with Lufan's. His body swayed slightly before he retreated a full yard, stopping his attack.
Seeing that Uncle Fu seemed to have something to say, Lufan also halted his movements.
"Ha—"
Duanmu Xue and the others finally exhaled the breath they had been holding.
The exchange between Lufan and Uncle Fu lasted only a few breaths, but to them, it felt like an eternity.
Especially during those heart-stopping moments of their fierce exchanges, they watched in rapt attention, feeling tense and sweating profusely without even realizing it, forgetting to breathe.
Now that their battle had come to a pause, they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief as well.
Only the teacher maintained his calm demeanor throughout, though one could still see the appreciation reflected in his eyes.
“Lu Xiaozai, you have surprised me greatly. I didn't expect you to have such skill in your technique. Even I, Old Man, cannot surpass you with my old Fist Technique.”
Uncle Fu exclaimed repeatedly.
“But I still haven't witnessed what true 'Momentum' is,” Lufan said.
“Don't rush. Just now, I was caught up in the moment and wanted to spar with you using my technique, so I didn't use 'Momentum.' However, you should be careful now; I will use a Fist Technique that I created after comprehending Momentum. Let's see if you can handle it.”
Upon hearing this, Lufan fell silent and assumed a stance, focused and ready.
Uncle Fu stretched his limbs: “I didn't expect that after not fighting for so long, I'd have to use this Fist Technique. I wonder if I've become rusty.”
As soon as he finished speaking, Lufan felt that Uncle Fu had transformed entirely; he became imposing and solemn, as immovable as a mountain.
Then, something even more shocking happened. He saw layers of towering mountains materialize behind Uncle Fu, surrounded by flowing rivers, as if another world was enveloped there.
A heavy aura surged toward Lufan, making his body feel weighed down.
Uncle Fu's expression was serious, exuding an air of inviolable authority like the mountains. As he slowly threw a punch, Lufan felt an inexplicable force binding him, making it difficult to move. He could only watch in horror as the slow punch approached him!
Mountain-Settling Momentum, First Move, Mountain Shaking! The first move, Shaking the Mountain!
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