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"Are you brave enough to take on my three moves?"
With just one sentence, Lufan put Prince Yu in an awkward position, leaving him with no way to retreat.
Before today, he had looked down on Uncle Fu's challenge of three moves, thinking it was a ridiculous notion and that the other party was overestimating themselves. It was nothing more than a joke.
He never expected to be pushed to this extent.
At this point in the battle, not only had he failed to defeat this kid, but he had also sustained significant injuries. Now it seemed that the challenge of three moves was indeed a joke, but the one being laughed at was himself.
And now, Lufan had brought up the challenge of three moves again, but this time, it was Prince Yu who had to respond!
Prince Yu was furious; no one had ever dared to insult him like this!
Yes, it was an insult. A Fourth-Rank Martial Practitioner actually dared to ask a Martial Arts Master if he could take on three moves—what else could it be but an insult?
If it were an ordinary Fourth-Rank Martial Practitioner, such words would warrant no response; Prince Yu would have killed him with a single strike for such a death-seeking provocation!
However, regarding Lufan, despite his anger, Prince Yu had to admit that he was not an ordinary Fourth-Rank practitioner. He was a prodigy with astonishing combat power capable of threatening him.
He couldn't just laugh off those words because they were not laughable at all.
Moreover, just before this, he had mocked Lufan for lacking anything of his own in his Fist Technique. Now Lufan was asking if he dared to take on three moves. If he refused, he might not even be able to overcome his own mental barrier; it would hinder his martial arts spirit.
"Does that not mean admitting that I am even inferior to a Fourth-Rank Martial Practitioner?"
Having cultivated to the level of Prince Yu, he naturally felt confident in himself. Every word and action had to align with his True Heart; how could he tolerate such thoughts?
At that moment, he coldly replied, "What is there to fear!"
Indeed, what is there to fear! He was Prince Yu, proud and dignified. Facing such provocation, how could he back down?
Since Lufan was so confident in his Fist Technique, he would directly crush it head-on!
When the most impressive Fist Technique was shattered and proved to be ineffective, he would see if Lufan would be able to recover from that blow!
Prince Yu actually accepted! Everyone was taken aback, feeling surprised. It seemed that this proud legend of the empire truly regarded Lufan as an equal opponent.
But soon, people felt this was only natural; after all, Lufan's performance had been extraordinarily impressive.
"Good! As expected of Prince Yu, straightforward and decisive!" Lufan praised, though he was not surprised. He had used a clever strategy and was not afraid of the other party refusing.
"Then, without further ado, let's settle this matter of Martial Cultivators with our fists!"
With that, Lufan took out a small jade bottle containing the last Transcendence Pill from his chest pocket. Since it had been kept close to his Heart, it had not broken.
Lufan uncorked the bottle and tilted his head back to swallow the Elixir.
Prince Yu did not care; the Elixir was merely a supplementary item. Aside from a limited few extraordinary Elixirs, the rest did not significantly enhance extreme combat power. It was clear that Lufan had not consumed any of those exceptional Elixirs; at most, he had taken something for healing.
After swallowing the Elixir, Lufan reached out and pressed nine acupoints on his body. Immediately, a powerful wave of energy surged from him, causing a heart-stopping sensation.
What he was using was a self-harming explosive secret technique he had comprehended from the Killing Technique, which inflicted great damage on his body.
The three major internal martial arts were operating at their utmost limits, extracting all the power within him. The remaining Primordial Liquid, the potency of the Transcendence Pill, and even the Inner Strength within his blood and bones were drawn out and transformed into pure power!
Lufan's once plump and radiant flesh gradually began to wither, his dark golden skin tightening against his skull, resembling a skeleton—terrifyingly so!
Prince Yu's expression changed; he could naturally see that Lufan was willing to pay any price to extract all his strength for this battle against him!
Such techniques were not uncommon; they belonged to true life-and-death moves. He himself possessed such a Secret Technique.
However, these desperate techniques consumed the Martial Cultivator's essence and foundation. After use, there would inevitably be a long period of weakness. A slight misstep could lead to regression in cultivation level, and in severe cases, it could even result in death—extremely dangerous.
"I didn't expect you to be so resolute!" Prince Yu said in a deep voice.
Lufan smiled faintly, his gaunt face appearing somewhat terrifying: "There's no choice. I am still too far from your level of power; I can only fight desperately. I think your Subtle Power must have already recovered to about thirty percent."
Prince Yu remained silent, tacitly acknowledging that Lufan was gathering strength while he too was taking the opportunity to recover from his injuries.
"Moreover, if it weren't for this, I probably wouldn't be able to unleash the true power of my three moves. How could I show you otherwise? Let alone defeat you."
Lufan was still gathering his strength, which was why he needed to use words to keep Prince Yu in check. Otherwise, after such a long time, he would have already died hundreds of times.
Prince Yu did not become angry again; instead, he began to feel a bit curious about what Fist Technique could make Lufan so confident and boastful.
It wasn't just him; everyone present, including Uncle Fu, Huang Lao, and several mysterious figures atop the City Gate, started to look forward to the three moves of Fist Technique that Lufan had mentioned.
In contrast, Duanmu Xue and the others felt a sense of despair upon seeing Lufan's terrifying demeanor. They never expected him to fight to such an extent.
At this moment, the rain had almost stopped, leaving only a few sparse droplets.
"The true power of these three moves of Fist Technique is something I don't even know myself, so I advise you to be careful."
Lufan slightly bent his body, stretching his arms back like a bowstring being drawn, resembling a cheetah ready to pounce.
Suddenly, he revealed a broad smile that, combined with his current expression, resembled that of a demon:
"Otherwise, you might just die at my hands!"
With that said, he stomped his foot on the ground, causing a tremor that shattered the earth. Lufan's figure vanished from his original spot, slicing through the air and suddenly appearing in front of Prince Yu. His arm traced an enigmatic trajectory as he struck out!
"First move, Palm Thunder!"
As his palm struck out, the atmosphere changed dramatically; the air surged violently. The power concentrated in Lufan's palm was at its peak, faintly resonating with the sound of wind and thunder, as if it contained a true divine lightning!
In the past, during the battle at the City Lord's Mansion, under the siege of the Four Great Masters, Lufan was on the brink of life and death. In extreme pressure, he created his first Fist Technique and named it Palm Thunder, aiming to emulate the Daoist legend of mastering divine thunder to obliterate everything.
During his subsequent seclusion, he continued to refine this technique, enhancing its power until it truly embodied the essence of Daoist thunder methods.
Today, he unleashed this move to let Prince Yu experience the might of Palm Thunder, which was now even stronger than before!
With a full-force explosion, Lufan's power surged like the relentless waves of the ocean. A massive force gathered in his hand, ready to explode as he swiftly struck towards Prince Yu!
Crack!
Whether by coincidence or fate, at that moment, a thunderclap echoed through the sky, coinciding with the scattered rain clouds!
Harnessing the might of heaven, under the suddenly brightened lightning, Lufan's presence intensified threefold, resembling a true thunder god as he charged at Prince Yu!
Thunder! Thunder! Thunder!
In that space, the air churned, and all sounds seemed to resonate with that single word!
Palm Thunder unleashed, all evils obliterated!
Prince Yu's expression changed drastically!
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