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Lufan's displayed strength naturally shocked Zhao Xingjian and the others. They had personally experienced how powerful Duanmu Xue was; at that time, the four of them working together had failed to force her Overlord Body out and had already been defeated.
However, such a powerful Duanmu Xue was nearly knocked down by a single palm strike from Lufan. Just how strong was he?
This was the kind of power that could single-handedly destroy the lord's mansion and kill the Four Great Masters. It was truly excessive strength! The group looked at Lufan, whose body had already returned to normal, momentarily speechless.
Duanmu Xue stood up; she had only temporarily exhausted herself due to pushing her physical limits. With her Overlord Body's formidable recovery ability, she had already regained about thirty percent of her strength.
Yet after standing up, she found herself at a loss for words, her gaze towards Lufan filled with complexity.
She had thought she could catch up to him, but the gap was still so vast, leaving Duanmu Xue feeling somewhat disheartened.
"Big Sister, you don't need to be discouraged. You're actually very strong, really. That last palm strike was almost my full strength," Lufan said upon noticing Duanmu Xue's apparent disappointment. "Moreover, your specialty is Spear Technique while mine is Fist Technique. In a short-range fight, you would naturally be at a disadvantage. If you used Spear Technique, I might not necessarily win."
Almost using his full strength meant that this wasn't even his complete power? Duanmu Xue seized on this point and became more aware of the disparity in their strengths. However, Lufan's words still made her feel a bit better.
Besides, she wasn't someone who couldn't handle defeat. She immediately smiled and said, "I didn't expect you to be this impressive now. I really don't know how you trained. A few months ago, you were only First Rank; now you're probably close to advancing to Fourth Rank, right?"
During the earlier battle, she had keenly sensed Lufan's physical condition and realized he was on the verge of a breakthrough.
"Yes, I can break through at any time now."
"Then why don't you go into seclusion to break through?" Duanmu Xue asked curiously. Breakthroughs were best when they happened naturally; sometimes too much suppression wasn't good.
"Well..." Lufan hesitated for a moment before deciding to share his situation. "I'm waiting for Uncle Fu to return so I can ask one of his friends to refine an Elixir for me before I break through."
He then began recounting recent events, including the Transcendence Pill matter and their predictions about potential Martial Arts Masters coming.
"You mean to say that soon you might have to fight a Martial Arts Master?!" Duanmu Xue's voice suddenly rose as she stared wide-eyed at Lufan.
Several people looked at Lufan with disbelief, as if they were looking at a madman.
However, after their initial shock, they began to feel worried.
After all, that was a Martial Arts Master. Although none of them had witnessed a Martial Arts Master in action—except for Uncle Fu's incident, which hardly counted as a real fight—they all knew the numerous legends surrounding Martial Arts Masters.
In those legends, every time a Martial Arts Master made a move, it was accompanied by immense destructive power, capable of splitting mountains and rivers. There was an example where two Martial Arts Masters clashed in a city, and by the time they finished fighting, the entire city had collapsed significantly, resulting in countless casualties!
That was not a small town like Qingyang City, but rather a medium-sized city ten times larger than Qingyang City, which still suffered such devastation. One could only imagine the destructive power of a Martial Arts Master; they were truly monstrous beings.
Now, hearing that Lufan was going to face such a person made them anxious. No matter how powerful Lufan was, he would definitely not be able to match a Martial Arts Master, even the weakest one.
"I understand your concerns," Lufan said with a smile. "I am not arrogant enough to think I can truly battle a Martial Arts Master. I just need to withstand one or two of their moves, and Uncle Fu will be there to protect me."
As he spoke, Lufan shared his agreement with Uncle Fu. Although Duanmu Xue felt somewhat reassured upon hearing this, she still worried: "That may be true, but battles are unpredictable. Who can guarantee absolute safety?"
"There has never been anything in this world that is foolproof," Lufan replied with a smile. "What I can do is to make every effort to improve my strength and seize that slim chance of survival. In fact, if I can survive under the hands of a Martial Arts Master this time, the gains will be significant; my martial arts skills will advance further. Looking at it this way, it might not be such a bad thing."
"While that makes sense, you are gambling with your life."
"My path has always required me to gamble with my life; this is neither the first time nor will it be the last," Lufan said calmly.
Everyone stared blankly at Lufan. Although he spoke so nonchalantly, they could sense that behind this calmness lay countless risks and hardships he had endured. They truly wondered what this young man had experienced all along.
After a while, Duanmu Xue snapped back to reality and said, "So now the most important thing is to wait for Uncle Fu and his friend to return. After they refine the Transcendence Pill, you will break through and advance to Fourth Rank?"
"That is currently the best way to significantly enhance my strength."
"When will Uncle Fu be back?"
"He said he would be back soon, no later than tomorrow."
"Is there anything we can do for you before that?"
Lufan shook his head. "No need, you've already helped me the most today. The Qi infusion is crucial for me; with its assistance, I will be more confident about what comes next."
Seeing Lufan say this, Duanmu Xue and the others didn't say anything further. That evening, they also stayed at Qingyang Academy and did not return home.
Uncle Fu said he would be back soon, and indeed, the next morning, when Lufan and the others got up, they saw him sitting in the courtyard drinking tea with an elderly man whose beard was completely white and had a kind expression.
Upon seeing them, Lufan and the others hurried over to greet him. However, before they could say much, Uncle Fu solemnly dropped a heavy piece of news on them.
The purpose of his outing was to meet this friend of his, and then he heard such news.
The Silver Moon Kingdom had begun to publicly announce that a heinous traitor had emerged in Qingyang City, who cruelly slaughtered an entire city and harmed a prince of the nation.
This crime was unforgivable. To uphold the dignity of the kingdom, they would directly dispatch a Martial Arts Master to execute the traitor with overwhelming force. Anyone in the Silver Moon Kingdom who sheltered the traitor would be considered guilty of treason and punished alongside the traitor!
The Martial Arts Master that the Silver Moon Kingdom was going to send was none other than their royal family's most powerful genius, a legendary figure of the empire—Prince Yu!
Lufan and the others' speculations had finally become reality. (To be continued.)
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