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Chapter 640

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As a veteran fan of professional matches, the moment he heard his opponent's name, all sorts of information about him appeared in his mind.

Lu Yongyuan was the champion of the Guanwai League, a First Pin expert who had dominated for more than a decade. He was a quarter Russian, and his facial features were well-defined. He was quite handsome, and his eyes even had a faint green tint.

Ever since he turned 30, his hair had been combed back neatly. Even though he had aged a few years, he looked more like a leader.

Lu Yongyuan was born in the martial arts school system of the Yanzhao League. He was only a year younger than Dong Baxian, and in that era, he was as famous as Dong Baxian, just like Peng Leyun and Ren Li in the first two years of the university martial arts circle. It was just that his reputation was limited to a smaller circle and wasn't as well-known.

After reaching the Dan stage, he was roped in by the Guanwai League in his hometown and left his alma mater. If he had kept a low profile, no one would remember him, and no one would slander him. However, he grew stronger and stronger day by day. Therefore, the hatred and disgust of the supporters of the Yanzhao League grew by the day. They felt that he had betrayed them and was a complete traitor. If he had stayed in the capital and formed a double insurance with Dong Baxian, and with the cooperation of the First Pin experts like Lin Shuyao, the Yanzhao League today would have been able to compete with the Longhu League, Shangqing League, and Daxing League.

Lu Yongyuan didn't care about this. In an interview, he even said that being condemned by the public would only make him stronger.

This was the truth. He was the kind of martial artist who would perform better in bigger situations. The stronger the enemy he faced, the stronger he would be. He had once slain both the Warrior Sage and the Dragon King when they were in perfect condition, leaving behind a beautiful story. This was also the origin of the nickname "God-Slaying Saber"!

However, other than the "God-Slaying Saber", he was also known as the "Nervous Saber". When he encountered an opponent of the same level but not as strong as him, he was often listless, unexcited, and absent-minded. As a result, he became the title-level expert who had been defeated the most times.

Because of this, he had only received two titles in total, and they didn't include the Warrior Sage and the King.

Regardless, the "God-Slaying Saber" was one of the few big shots in the martial arts world.



In the hotel where the Guanwai League was staying, Lu Yongyuan, with his slicked-back hair, was lying on a deck chair on the balcony. Outside the window, the night was dark, and the lights were bright.

He closed his eyes and gently tapped the dark green scabbard beside him with his right hand. The world-famous God-Slaying Saber was placed inside as if it was quietly sleeping, waiting for the moment when the wind and clouds converged.

In the living room, which was separated from the balcony by a door, the big-screen television was broadcasting the drawing ceremony for the top 32. The sound was very low and almost indistinct.

When he heard his name, Lu Yongyuan paused in his tapping of the scabbard.

He didn't open his eyes. After a short pause, his right hand began to tap the dark green scabbard again. It was slow and natural, with a long rhythm.

Outside, the autumn rain was hazy, dripping against the window, complementing each other.

In this kind of silence and peace, there was suddenly a low and clear sound of collision from the dark green scabbard, as if the saber inside was jumping with joy.

The clanging sounds converged into a dragon's roar that seemed to come from the depths of the sea.



As soon as the results of the draw were out, many posts appeared in Lou Cheng's fan forum.

"[All the Good Names Are Taken by Dogs expression]" said "[Covering Face and Sighing expression]"

"It can't be helped. The top 32 of every title battle are mostly made up of Peerless Experts and a small number of ordinary Physical Invulnerability experts who have recently maxed out their luck. It seems that Lou Cheng's luck has come to an end. He didn't draw Ren Li and the others. Since that's the case, it doesn't matter who he fights. After all, it's not his home ground, so he doesn't have any geographical advantage, "said" A Plumber Eating Mushrooms ".

"[Eternal Nightfall]" Yan Xiaoling quickly asked, "I heard that on this road, Passerby A likes to fail miserably. Moreover, he fought hard to eliminate Liang Yifan in the fifth round and suffered serious injuries. My senior should have a chance of winning, right?"

"For a Physical Invulnerability expert with that kind of injury, he will recover in a few days. Don't expect that." "Road to the Arena" mercilessly dispelled Yan Xiaoling's fantasy.

"[Laughing Tears expression]" said "[If God Slaying Saber] wasn't injured, with his usual performance, it's not impossible for him to lose to Lou Cheng due to carelessness. But now that he's injured, he will definitely be more cautious and careful. In this case, Lou Cheng's chances are slim."

"[It's a bad thing that the opponent is injured …]" "[Nie Qiqi]" didn't expect such an explanation.

"It's better to watch a title battle with an attitude of appreciation," said "[Funny expression]", a newcomer to the forum, "[Tang Chuxia expression]".

He was a Strong Talker and was once obsessed with cultivation. As a result, he developed hysteria and shouted every day that today was the Age of Chaos. Later on, he was accidentally involved in a car accident and almost lost his life. Since then, he turned over a new leaf and resumed his old hobby. As he thought that Lou Cheng's performance was very similar to the cultivation in his fantasy, he became a fan.

Listening to their replies, Yan Xiaoling replied with an emoji of "I'm in a good mood with a sad face".

"Then I'll bet on the ten yuan senior to win!"

"Hey, shouldn't you bet on Lu Yongyuan to win? Lou Cheng will be happy if he wins and get money if he loses, "said" [Okamoto's Fan] "in surprise.

Yan Xiaoling looked at them with [Disdain expression],

"I'm praying. Do you understand? Praying! Repeat after me, qidao! "

"I want to bet too, I want to bet too. I'll bet twenty yuan!" "Brahman" jumped out.

At this time, the drawing of lots continued. The battles between the strong fighters made the audience excited. They couldn't wait for the day after tomorrow to come.

"Kongtong School, Ren Li!" An old Taoist with silver hair mixed with black hair read out a new name.

Within a few seconds, he picked out Ren Li's opponent.

"Shizhou Island, Shang Youde!"

"Lion King, Shang Youde!"

During the drawing of lots, they usually only read out the name of the fighter. However, when it came to fighters with titles, they had to add their titles as a sign of respect. It was the same for special titles like "Living Buddha".

As for fighters like "Dragon King" and "Warrior Sage" who often had two or three titles at the same time, they would pick their favorite. Fighters who had won the title of "King" more than three times would always have a similar title. As for Qian Donglou, because he had held onto the title of "Warrior Sage" for a long time, he had mentioned that "Warrior Sage" was him for a few years. Gradually, it became his nickname.

Lou Cheng, who was chatting with Yan Zheke about the God-Slaying Saber, heard the result and immediately entered the group chat.

"Looks like it's your treat this time!"

Although both of them had encountered titled masters and most likely wouldn't be able to progress any further and would be considered eliminated in the same round, Ren Li's match would come later, which fit the keyword of "persisting longer".

"I think so too …" agreed Peng Leyun, who had been eliminated by "Wisdom King."

"Hey, Taoist, you seem to be in a good mood." Lou Cheng deliberately teased.

Peng Leyun quickly replied, "Aren't you the same?"

A certain husky, who had drawn the God-Slaying Saber, was in high spirits …

Fights like this were more about finding the problem, recognizing the gap, and gaining something was considered a success.

At this moment, Ren Li popped up and said,

"Don't be afraid. The God-Slaying Saber often loses!"

Although it's okay to cheer him on, why do I feel like Ren Li is trying to stir up trouble … In other words, don't be afraid, just do it … Lou Cheng's mouth twitched as he gave a dry laugh in response.

With this interruption, he settled his thoughts and calmed down. He began to collect his emotions and asked Auman to get the video of the God-Slaying Saber's battle from the club.



The afternoon of the day after tomorrow, at the arena on River Heart Island. The sun was high in the sky, the ground was burning, and the river was flowing east. The humidity was heavy.

Lou Cheng stood at the front of the cruise ship and looked at the leveled ground.

At this moment, Yan Zheke sent a message. [Smirking expression] She said, "This is your first time fighting with a weapon, right?"

Lou Cheng replied, [Snickering expression] If modern firearms don't count … I've fought with a gun before … "

[You're so annoying. Don't worry about these details!] Yan Zheke replied with a disdainful expression.

After chatting for a while, Lou Cheng looked up at the referee. He smiled, lowered his head, and said,

"It's my turn."

After replying, he locked the screen and passed the phone to Auman. With a light leap, he landed on the bow of the small boat.

The waves parted as he moved forward slowly. Just as he reached River Heart Island, he saw a figure approaching from afar and gradually getting bigger.

He stood between the water and the sky, as though he could absorb the light, making the area around him seem darker than it was at two in the afternoon.

Step by step, the well-featured Lu Yong walked forward like an emissary of the Eternal Night.

He held a long saber in his right hand. The dark green scabbard was quiet and restrained. But when Lou Cheng saw it, he was shocked. He felt as though there was an evil dragon locked in it that was about to break free and bite him.

PS: This time it's a few minutes earlier, but it'll be at midnight. It should be back to normal by the day after tomorrow.

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