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Chapter 18 Fighting Arena, Fighting Weitong

Two days passed in the blink of an eye.

It was quite peaceful these two days, and Lu Feng was immersed in his cultivation and didn't care about other things.

Two days later in the morning, when the first ray of morning light shone on the earth, Lu Feng closed his eyes tightly in the room and slowly opened his eyes, feeling the full power in his body. Lu Feng's eyes were filled with fighting spirit.

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After these days of training, Lu Feng is only one step away from the middle stage of Xiantian. He still lacks an opportunity. Today's battle is a good opportunity. Maybe through this battle, he can advance to the middle stage of Xiantian and truly

Aren't all strong men tempered through countless battles?

Lu Feng moved his body, and there was a strong look of expectation in his eyes.

"It's time to leave."

Lu Feng stood up and pushed the door open. At this time, in the courtyard at the door, everyone in the Luo Family Martial Arts School was already waiting. When Lu Feng came out, the atmosphere in the courtyard became tense.

Luo Lie looked at Lu Feng and said solemnly: "Little brother, just do your best."

Luo Ya, who was on the side, also said with concern in her eyes: "If you lose, just quit." These simple words were full of infinite concern.

"Have you made a breakthrough?" Lu Feng looked at Luo Ya. Luo Ya's aura was now stronger than before, and she had entered the golden body. Under the morning light, there was more of a trace of holiness. It was obvious that she had made a breakthrough in the past two days.

Luo Ya smiled and said: "I can't be too different from you."

"Let's go." Lu Feng chuckled.

The next moment, everyone headed towards the fighting arena in the city.

In this Tianluo City, apart from Wanjin Chamber of Commerce, Tianji Pavilion and two martial arts schools, there are naturally various other small forces. Wherever there are people, there will be fights, and fights are not uncommon. As Tianluo

In order to manage this situation, the ruler of the city established a fighting arena.

The martial arts arena is located in the center of Tianluo City. Whenever a duel takes place in this place, it is very popular. Any two parties who have a grudge can settle things in this martial arts arena.

At this time, the area around the fighting arena was already crowded with people, and it was extremely lively.

Everyone knows that the Luo Family Martial Arts School and the Wei Family Martial Arts School are the two major forces in Tianluo City. The two martial arts schools have been fighting openly and secretly for many years. Today, they are finally coming to an end. You can imagine how sensational this battle today is.

Below the martial arts arena, everyone from the Wei Family Martial Arts School had arrived early, and Wei Tong was sitting at a stone table drinking tea.

The people watching saw that only one of the two martial arts schools came, and they all started talking.

"Why haven't the people from the Luo Family Martial Arts School arrived yet? Did they get cold feet?"

"Yes, he didn't run away, did he?"

"I heard that the Luo family has hired a very capable helper this time, so he probably won't come."

Beside Wei Tong, Wei Wuji sat slumped there, his face pale, listening to everyone's whispers, and asked Wei Tong: "Dad, are the Luo family really not coming?"

Wei Tong picked up the teacup, blew lightly, drank it all, and said, "No, they will definitely come."

As an old rival of the Luo family for many years, he knew that with Luo Lie's character, he would never back down from a battle.

Wei Wuji calmed down after hearing his father's firm answer, his face gloomy. Today he would see with his own eyes that Lu Feng and the Luo family were trampled under his father's feet.

Wei Tong on the side was not in a hurry. Instead, he closed his eyes and rested his mind, looking confident.

"Hahaha, you kept Master Wei waiting for a long time!" At this moment, a hearty laughter came from outside the martial arts arena.

Everyone immediately moved out of the way and saw Lu Feng walking in slowly with his head held high. On one side were Luo Lie and Luo Ya, and behind him were a group of disciples from the Luo Family Martial Arts School.

When the onlookers saw Lu Feng's young age, they immediately became commotion.

"Is he the helper invited by the Luo family? Why is he so young?"

"Yes, then Luo Lie has lost his mind and gone crazy. Please ask a young boy for help."

Many martial arts cultivators also talked about it: "Although this guy is in the early stage of Xiantian, Wei Tong is a master in the late stage of Xiantian. It seems that the Luo Family Martial Arts School is going to be in trouble."

"Hey, it seems that there is no suspense in today's battle..."

Ignoring everyone's comments, Lu Feng walked straight to Wei Tong and said with a faint smile: "It seems that Master Wei is very confident. I wonder how your son's injury is?"

When Wei Tong heard this, his face became gloomy and scary, and he gritted his teeth and said: "You sharp-tongued boy, I will make you live or die later."

Wei Wuji on the side looked at Lu Feng with a look of resentment and said to Wei Tong: "Dad, we must not let him go easily."

For a time, the smell of gunpowder between the two sides was intense to the extreme.

"Look, the city lord is here!"

Someone among the crowd shouted, and everyone immediately looked towards the pavilion above the fighting arena. That place was specially set up for the city lord of Tianluo City, but under normal circumstances, the city lord would not come here to watch the battle.

At this moment, a tall middle-aged man slowly walked into the attic, and then sat at a huge round table. This man was Su Qingcheng, the lord of Tianluo City, a strong man in the Yuan Dan realm!

On one side stood a thin young man, Su Wei, the city lord's personal guard and a strong man in the middle stage of Qi gathering.

"Oh my god, he is actually the city lord."

"The city lord came to watch the battle in person. Could it be that he intends to mediate?"

Wei Wuji heard everyone's words and looked at Wei Tong hurriedly: "Dad, the city lord can't be..."

"No, the city lord usually won't interfere in this kind of thing." Wei Tong said solemnly, but he didn't understand why the city lord appeared here today.

When Lu Feng heard everyone exclaiming, he immediately cast his gaze into the attic. He saw Su Qingcheng dressed in green clothes, black patterned cloud sleeves, with a majestic body and a broad chest. Is he the Lord of Tianluo City?

As if sensing Lu Feng's gaze, Su Qingcheng also turned his attention to Lu Feng.

The moment Lu Feng and Su Qingcheng looked at each other, he suddenly felt a substantial sword energy rushing toward him. Lu Feng felt palpitations in his heart, but he still resisted with great courage.

So strong, is this a strong man in the Yuan Dan realm?

Su Qingcheng saw that Lu Feng was not afraid because of his look, and there was a hint of approval on his face.

At this time, Wei Tong took a step forward, stamped his feet, and rose into the sky. Then he flew onto the fighting arena and shouted: "You little beast, die!"

Lu Feng heard this and was about to step forward when Luo Ya grabbed his sleeve and said softly: "Be careful."

Lu Feng turned his head and smiled at Luo Ya, indicating that there was no need to worry. He immediately stepped on the ground with his feet and swept towards the martial arts arena.

"Today Lu Feng will have a battle with Master Luo. Either life or death will be determined by destiny!"

The young man’s hearty laughter resounded, his pride soaring to the sky!
Chapter completed!
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