Chapter 482
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Defeating You, Two Moves Are Enough!
"Six consecutive victories, three dead and two heavily injured. This kid is too strong!"
"He only needs to win four more matches and he will be able to marry Lu Zimo. This is too easy. With so many martial geniuses gathered here, I thought this competition would last for at least three days and three nights!"
"Who still dares to challenge him now? Among those who are qualified to participate in the competition, I'm afraid only Hao Feiyu can defeat Luo Zheng!"
"That's right. Luo Zheng might still have the strength to fight, but he has exhausted too much Yuan Qi. He is definitely not Hao Feiyu's match."
The gazes of some people were focused on Hao Feiyu as they discussed in soft voices.
Although Hao Feiyu still had no intention of fighting at this point.
However, Luo Zheng and Hao Feiyu had fought at the banquet before, and they were at each other's throats before the competition.
Everyone knew that this battle was absolutely unavoidable!
Indeed, at this moment, Hao Feiyu stood up from his seat. His gaze was as sharp as a sword and as bright as the sun as he stared straight at Luo Zheng.
"Hahaha, I thought the elites of the South Demon Sea were extraordinary. To think that an ant like Luo Zheng would be so scared that no one dares to fight!"
Hao Feiyu laughed coldly, his voice was filled with contempt.
As soon as he said this, the crowd's expression changed. Many of them were furious.
Hao Feiyu's words were simply disregarding the cultivators present. It was too arrogant, and it immediately made many people unhappy.
Moreover, he said that Luo Zheng was an ant, which was equivalent to saying that the others were even worse than ants. How could they not be angry?
"Hao Feiyu, if you want to challenge Luo Zheng, you should have fought in the first round. Now that he has exhausted his strength, you're standing out. What are you still boasting about? Is this the demeanor of an expert from your South Sea Sword Sect? "
A young cultivator sneered in anger.
"How dare you talk bad about our South Sea Sword Sect? Kid, you're courting death!"
Daoist Dragon Sword, who had been resting with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes. He pointed his finger, and a sword Qi shot out towards the young cultivator.
"Senior Dragonsword, please calm down!"
The elder beside the young martial artist was shocked. He hurriedly threw out a punch, but he could not block it at all. The Sword Qi hit him in the chest, causing him to vomit blood.
"Daoist Dragon Sword is too arrogant. He actually dared to directly injure someone!"
"Sigh, the South Sea Sword Sect really is becoming more and more overbearing."
"Keep your voice down. Don't get into trouble. We can't afford to offend the South Sea Sword Faction!"
When everyone saw this, they all kept quiet out of fear. They didn't even dare to show the anger on their faces.
"Senior Dragonsword, please give the Lu family some face." As the head of the Lu family, Lu Gaofeng naturally could not sit idly by as Daoist Dragonsword acted in such a manner. He stood up and said.
"Hmph, I'll give Patriarch Lu some face this time. If you do it again, it won't be so simple."
Daoist Dragon Sword smiled faintly and said no more.
Hao Feiyu's figure slowly rose into the air and stood in front of Luo Zheng.
His gaze swept over Luo Zheng's body in an unbridled manner as he revealed a mocking expression. "Admit defeat. Sever one of your arms and hand over your treasured sword and cultivation technique. I really can't be bothered to make a move against trash like you!"
"Hehe, you called me trash?"
Hearing this, Luo Zheng stood up and looked at Hao Feiyu. His smile was filled with murderous intent.
"Hahaha, so what if I call you trash? In my eyes, you're just an ant! "
Hao Feiyu stood high above and looked at Luo Zheng like a god. He was arrogant and had no regard for anyone else.
It was as if he already had victory in his hands.
"Then how many moves do you need to kill an ant like me? Are three moves enough? If you can't defeat me within three moves, why don't you admit defeat yourself? "
Luo Zheng did not mind and asked with a smile.
"Hmph, cut the crap. Make your move. I'll give you a handicap of three moves!"
Hao Feiyu's expression stiffened as he said while clenching his teeth.
Although he was confident in Luo Zheng's victory, he did not dare to accept the challenge of defeating Luo Zheng within three moves.
"Why don't you dare? Aren't you treating me like an ant? "
Luo Zheng revealed his white teeth and said in a mocking tone, "Besides, aren't three moves a little too much? I think two moves are enough to defeat trash like you! "
"What did you say!"
Hao Feiyu's eyes flickered ferociously while his lips twitched. He did not expect Luo Zheng to be even more arrogant than he was!
"I said, two moves are enough to defeat you!"
In the blink of an eye, Luo Zheng's figure dashed forward like a flying dragon. The Bai Qian Sword was thrust forward fiercely, emitting a huge white sword intent as if it was going to penetrate the Heavens!
Everyone was dumbfounded because Luo Zheng's sword strike was too swift, and it was even swifter than any of the sword strikes he had executed before!
They could only see a white glow flickering in Luo Zheng's hand. Following that, a white glow blossomed in front of their eyes. It was as if their vision was robbed in an instant!
At the next moment, everyone regained their vision and could not help but open their mouths wide. Their voices were stuck in their throats, unable to speak.
A white sword intent that was two feet long had already arrived before Hao Feiyu and slashed forward fiercely.
"How could this be!"
Hao Feiyu's heart was filled with despair as his body trembled.
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