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Right after Lou Qianxue spoke, Third Young Master bellowed on the stage. The electricity currents around him rapidly shot toward all directions.
Crackle!
The silver currents carrying tremendous pressure and power surged across the stage.
The entire stage immediately crackled with lightning, with Third Young Master standing in the middle.
“Ouch!” A painful groan rang out. Mu Wuxin, who had been struck by the lightning, was forced to reveal himself.
“Hmph! Mu Wuxin, you'll definitely lose!” Third Young Master menacingly waved his hand. At the next instant, all the lightning bolts twisted into a thick, silver whip that mercilessly slashed at Mu Wuxin.
Boom!
The silver whip missed its target and slammed into the ground. A great amount of debris flew up.
Everyone widened their eyes in shock and took in a deep breath.
“How powerful! Third Young Master is so strong!”
“He lives up to his name as the prodigy from the Prefectural Governor's mansion. He's so impressive!”
“Judging from this, he's probably not weaker than Hong Qinghe, right?”
As the onlookers discussed, they heard another loud sound.
Clang!
Third Young Master had attacked with his sword.
Mu Wuxin evaded it, but the sword brushed past his cheek, and a few strands of his hair floated to the ground.
This stunned Mu Wuxin, and a dejected expression appeared on his face. “Never mind, let's stop here! Third Young Master, I admit defeat!”
Third Young Master arrogantly withdrew his sword and mockingly said, “Get lost, Mu Wuxin!”
Mu Wuxin's expression changed slightly. Clenching his fists, he silently exited the stage.
The third strongest person amongst Fengyang prefecture's younger generation had been humiliated.
Everyone fell silent.
Wielding his sword, Third Young Master proudly pointed at Yang Feng. “I have already defeated the third strongest. Yang Feng, you were going to teach me a good lesson? Come here! After defeating you, I still have to challenge Hong Qinghe.”
Boom!
His words made the silent audience buzz with excitement again.
“Third Young Master is so arrogant!”
“Look at him. He doesn't seem to care about Young Master Mu Wuxin and Young Master Feng.”
“He's really aiming for the first place.”
“Wow. He really is someone who has trained in the Royal Palace. He's so impressive!”
Lou Xiaoxiao also glanced at Lou Qianxue. She wanted to say something, but remained silent.
Yang Feng accepted his challenge and jumped onto the battle stage.
With a calm expression, he said in a cold voice, “Third Young Master, please.”
Third Young Master scoffed, “I'll beat you within ten moves!” As he spoke, he lifted his sword and pierced toward Yang Feng.
Clas.h.!.+
The Dragon-Coiling Golden Spear blocked the sword's attack.
A smirk appeared on Yang Feng's lips. “The spear is up against the sword. It's not so easy to predict who will win and who will lose!”
Third Young Master narrowed his eyes as his expression became a bit furious. Twisting his wrist, he changed his attack.
Clas.h.!.+
He kept stabbing toward Yang Feng rapidly, but Yang Feng blocked all of them.
“Third Young Master, it has been seven moves, yet you haven't even touched me,” Yang Feng provoked.
“Hmph. What an ignorant fool! Lightning Barrage!”
Crackle!
The silver electric currents shot out without any warning and attacked Yang Feng.
“Spear s.h.i.+eld!” Yang Feng withdrew his spear and quickly waved it around. A transparent protective s.h.i.+eld appeared around him. “Dragon Soul, restrain!”
Whoos.h.!.+
A golden dragon soul appeared on the spear. With immense strength, it pounced at Third Young Master like an agile serpent.
“Hmph. Venomous dragon! Devour!” Third Young Master waved his sword, and a black dragon soul suddenly emerged from it. The black dragon viciously bit the golden dragon soul.
The entire battle stage instantly became filled with silver electric currents surging through it. The golden and the black dragon souls battled as the spear and sword pressed against each other.
The audience could only see the bright flashes from the weapons, and not Third Young Master or Yang Feng.
All of them widened their eyes.
“What's going on?”
“Third Young Master's sword doesn't seem ordinary either!”
“Looks like the Dragon-Coiling Golden Spear has met its arch-nemesis!”
The crowd was just discussing when…
Bam!
A heavy object crashed into the ground with a large sound. Everyone lifted their head and looked. When they saw what had happened on the stage, they could not help but exclaim in shock.
