Withdrawing their gazes, Luo Ping and Geng Zhi exchanged some pleasantries and began to fight again.
"Black Tiger Leaves Cave."
Geng Zhi shouted and punched out. His fist was swift and fierce, like a hot knife through butter.
Luo Ping was not slow either. He used the "Divine Ape Arm Fist" and the two fists collided again.
At this time, Geng Zhi used the "Chain Steps" to move behind him.
"Black Tiger Steals Heart."
With another shout, Geng Zhi's fist went straight for Luo Ping's back. Luo Ping smiled and used the "Floating Smoke Technique" to easily dodge the attack.
Then, without stopping, he appeared beside Geng Zhi and suddenly attacked. He changed his fist into a palm and used the "Wandering Cloud Palm."
"Light Cloud Breeze."
Luo Ping's palm hit Geng Zhi's shoulder. Geng Zhi staggered and almost fell.
Geng Zhi did not understand. Their strength was about the same. How could he lose his balance after being hit by a palm?
In fact, the "Light Cloud Breeze" move mainly used the palm to attack the enemy. It used the soft and gentle route to defeat the hard.
After calming himself down, Geng Zhi once again swung his fists to attack. All sorts of unpredictable moves were thrown out one after another. Luo Ping, on the other hand, relied on the advantage of his movement technique and the counter effect of "Calm Cloud Breeze" to receive the attacks. Not long after, he had gained the upper hand.
After more than twenty rounds, Luo Ping saw that the time was almost up. He took the opportunity and knocked Geng Zhi off the stage.
Geng Zhi was not depressed at all. Instead, he laughed: "Brother Luo, you really have good skills. In the future, you will definitely become a hero whose name will shake the world."
"Brother Geng, you flatter me. I only relied on my movement technique to win by luck. Brother Geng, you are the real hero."
When the crowd heard the two of them flattering each other again, they all walked away with a "shh" sound.
"Brother Luo, since the outcome has been decided, I will take my leave. If there is a chance, we will meet again." Geng Zhi cupped his fist and said solemnly.
"Brother Geng, take care. We will meet again." The two parted ways.
"Ping 'er."
"Father? Why are you here? "
"Father, congratulations on your victory!"
Luo Mingshuang's face was full of smiles. She was sincerely happy for Luo Ping's victory.
"Thank you, Father. I've met a strong opponent this time. His strength is not to be underestimated."
"The one called Cang Zhi?"
"Hey, Dad, you heard it too?"
Upon hearing this, Luo Ping immediately thought of the triangular-eyed man.
"That person ran so many laps around the arena and even shouted your names. How could I not know? It was your idea, wasn't it? You're so mischievous. "
Luo Mingshuang seemed to be reprimanding him, but she was actually doting on him.
"Hehe, Dad, I just want him to exercise his body. Isn't it popular to promote national fitness now?" Luo Ping smiled foolishly.
"Fine, I can't win against you in an argument. You continue with the competition. I'm going to the viewing platform."
"Father, take care!"
Not long after, the second round of competition began. Luo Yunyue was among them.
After she entered the ring, she saw a scholarly and handsome man walk up to the ring. He was gentle, refined, and had delicate features. He looked like a jade tree in the wind.
He wore a green scholar's headscarf, a white robe, and held a long brush in his hand.
Standing there, he attracted countless gazes. Even Luo Yunyue was stunned. She didn't even blink.
With a warm smile, the handsome man said, "Miss, Miss, may we begin the competition?"
Luo Yunyue came back to her senses and smiled awkwardly. She fiddled with the seven-section whip in her hand to hide her infatuation.
"Miss, may I ask if we can start the competition now?"
Seeing that the woman opposite him was still silent, the handsome man couldn't help but ask again.
"Competition? Oh, you may … may begin. "
Although she heard the youth opposite her speak, she didn't pay attention to the content. Now that she heard the question again, she knew that the competition could begin.
Hearing this, the handsome man stretched out his right hand. "Miss, please make the first move." Then he stood still.
Hearing this, Luo Yunyue didn't argue. She waved the seven-section whip in her hand in the air. With a crisp crack, she used the "Soul Hooking" whip technique.
Then, with a flick of the whip, she flicked it towards her opponent's wrist. The shadow of the whip broke through the air. If this whip had landed on his wrist, his wrist bone would have been shattered.
Seeing this, the handsome man didn't panic at all. He raised the brush in his hand and blocked it.
"Smack."
The soft whip hit the brush and made a loud noise. Then, it quickly retreated and didn't tangle with the brush.
Then, the second whip, the third whip … the tenth whip came one after another. Flick, chop, lift, and sweep were used one after another, but they were all easily blocked by her opponent.
This made Luo Yunyue shocked. She couldn't help but think more highly of her opponent. He was only sixteen or seventeen years old and didn't look like a disciple of a big family. To be able to have such strength, he was purely talented.
Luo Yunyue held a seven-section whip in her hand, while her opponent only held a slightly longer brush. In terms of attack range, she could completely ignore her opponent and attack blindly.
That was the truth. However, her opponent couldn't be underestimated for being able to resist for so long.
After ten whips, Luo Yunyue suddenly changed her attack style. She no longer attacked his wrist and the brush, but with a flick of her whip, she went straight for her opponent's neck.
Seeing this, the handsome man immediately used his body technique to dodge. Then, he stretched out his hand and firmly grabbed the other end of the whip.
The two of them each held one end and exerted force at the same time. Under the push of force, the two of them suddenly moved to the left, then to the right, constantly moving in the ring.
After a moment of stalemate, the handsome man suddenly stopped exerting force. Instead, he moved along with the movement of the long whip and quickly approached Luo Yunyue.
In a moment, he was right in front of her. Looking at the handsome face in front of her, Luo Yunyue actually retreated shyly. Unfortunately, she made a mistake. Her foot twisted and she was about to fall on her back in the ring.
The pretty boy hurriedly used his body movement, and with the speed of lightning, he grabbed her arm with one hand and quickly circled behind her with the other hand, hugging her waist.
At this moment, time seemed to have stopped and the world seemed to have fallen into silence. Only the man and woman in the ring made light breathing sounds.
Thump, thump, thump!
Luo Yunyue seemed to hear the sound of her heart beating violently. Her beautiful eyes stared fixedly at the face in front of her, as if she saw a beautiful future.
Unable to control herself, she slowly closed her eyes. Luo Yunyue only hoped that time wouldn't flow and that the young man would take the initiative.
"Hey, Miss?"
"Miss? Why did you fall asleep? It's not comfortable to sleep like this. I'd better put you on the ground. "
"Ah, no need. I'm awake! Thank you. "
Luo Yunyue quickly got up and left the young man's side. She tidied her clothes and turned her head to the side in embarrassment.
"Miss, our match isn't over yet."
"There's no need to continue. I can't beat you at all. Besides, you've even used such a move. How can we continue fighting?"
"What move is that? Why didn't I know? "
"Aiya, so stupid."
"You seem to want to win so badly. Is the advancement that important to you?"
"Young Lady, there's something you don't know. My father is bedridden and on the verge of death. His only hope is that I can obtain the qualifications to advance and participate in the Dragon Tiger Competition in the state capital. That's why I've offended Young Lady. I'm truly sorry. Please forgive me. "
"So he's so filial. He's polite, filial, and good-looking. How can there be such a perfect man in this world?"
"Miss? Miss? "
The pretty boy raised his head and saw the other party smiling foolishly while looking straight at him. He couldn't help but call out.
"Oh, you're so filial. I'm willing to admit defeat."
Luo Yunyue's cheeks flushed red as she spoke shyly.
"Thank you for your help. My name is Liu Wenyuan. You can call me Big Brother Liu."
"Yes, Big Brother Liu. My name is Luo Yunyue. You can call me Yunyue or Yue 'er."
"Alright, Yunyue. Let's go down."
The two of them walked down the ring side by side, leaving behind the dumbfounded crowd of onlookers in disbelief. Only after a while did the crowd react.
"Damn it, what kind of world is this? You can actually date in a competition. Isn't this torturing us single dogs?"
"Why? Why is it that handsome guys always have girls who like them no matter what they do, even in a competition? "
"It can't be helped. The current world not only values martial arts and money, but it's also an era where looks are important."
… … …
"Cousin Xiuxiu, I'm back."
As soon as he entered the room, Luo Ping shouted. As he walked closer, he saw that Xing 'er was also here. She was chatting happily with Chen Xiuxiu, but he didn't know what they were talking about.
"Young Master!"
Xing 'er hurriedly stood up and bowed. Luo Ping nodded his head.
"What are you guys talking about? Since you're so happy, tell me about it. Let me be happy too. "
Luo Ping sat by the bed and held Chen Xiuxiu's hand as he asked.
"Nothing much. Just some girl stuff. Oh right, Cousin Ping, how was your competition? Did you win? "
Xiuxiu hurriedly changed the topic and smiled at Xing 'er, who was standing behind Luo Ping.
"Of course I won. After watching Cousin Yunyue's competition, I'm here to accompany you."
"Cousin Ping is so amazing and so considerate. Oh right, how was Cousin Yunyue's competition?"
Chen Xiuxiu started to act coquettishly. At this moment, Xing 'er quietly left the room.
"Her! Hehe, she's now surrounded by happiness and sweetness! "
"Hmm? What do you mean? "
Luo Ping then recounted what happened to Luo Yunyue on the stage.
"Hehehehe! Cousin Yunyue is so funny. She's simply a love-struck fool. Aiyo! "
After hearing this, Chen Xiuxiu rocked back and forth in laughter, which affected her wound again.
Luo Ping looked at his cousin's beautiful smile and also laughed. Just like this, the two of them chatted for a full hour.
"Alright, Cousin Xiuxiu, have a good rest. After the previous battle, I feel that my strength has increased. Now I want to cultivate and stabilize it."
Luo Ping was worried that Chen Xiuxiu's weak body would not be able to take it if they continued to chat, so he spoke up.
"Yes, Cousin Ping, go and cultivate. You don't have to accompany me. I can take care of myself."
Chen Xiuxiu obediently replied.
"Okay, then I'll leave. Have a good rest. Call Xing 'er if you need anything."
After covering her with a blanket, Luo Ping left the room and went straight to the martial arts field.
After the life and death battle with Zhang Juyin, as well as the confrontation with Geng Zhi, Luo Ping had some comprehension in his heart. He planned to take this opportunity to cultivate.
His desire for strength was very strong now. Whether it was the threat from the Zhang Clan or his cousin's injury, he clearly understood that only with great strength could he protect himself and his loved ones.
With this thought in mind, he unknowingly arrived at the martial arts field. He quietly stood there for fifteen minutes, calming himself down and recalling the previous battle. Then, he began to practice the second move of the "Drifting Cloud Palm" palm technique and the second move of the "Sky Light Cloud Shadow" sword technique.
He had just successfully cultivated the second move of the palm technique and was not adept at it. He had to practice it until it was perfect and he could use it freely.
As for the second move of the sword technique, the success rate was still very low. He had to improve it so that he could use it boldly and without worry in battle.
Of course, he also practiced the fist technique, hoping to comprehend more changes. He cultivated for more than four hours and only ended at midnight.
"Not bad, I comprehended another change of the fist technique and am more adept at the palm technique. The success rate of the sword technique has increased to seventy percent."
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