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Chapter 21: One Month Later

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"You bastard! How dare you deceive me!"

When Wukuhe was blasted off the ring by a punch from Lu Yuan, Kundu was already furious to the extreme.

By now, how could he not see that Lu Yuan had already reached the Force Refining Realm and that he had been completely played?

So, before his voice had even faded, he took a step, and his entire body actually surged forward like an arrow released from a bow, rushing toward Lu Yuan on the ring with an imposing momentum.

This single move alone showed that his Martial Arts were not weak; he had clearly reached the level of Tendon Changing!

However, just as he had rushed onto the ring and Lu Yuan made a move to dodge.

"How bold!"

A violent gust of wind struck from his side. Kundu was slightly startled in his heart and his figure flashed suddenly.

He then saw that Xu Dahu had also arrived on the ring and was blocking in front of Lu Yuan, mocking him:

"Kundu, it's a pity you are a descendant of nobility. Even the lowest-class ruffians in Fengyang Prefecture wouldn't have the face to sneak attack on the ring. Do you still want any face?"

Kundu glared angrily at Lu Yuan, who was blocked behind him, his eyes fierce:

"This piece of trash has clearly already Refined Strength. You actually dared to set a trap to pit me; I want to peel your skin off!"

Xu Dahu was fearless and chuckled:

"You can eat whatever you want, but you can't just say whatever you want. My junior brother only just broke through to the Force Refining Realm two days ago. It is precisely because of this that he did not participate in today's competition. It was you who insisted on not leaving and demanded my junior brother come out to compete. What does that have to do with us?"

"Besides, this Wukuhe you brought clearly also produced a crisp sound of force just now. He should also have just entered the Force Refining Realm and simply hasn't stabilized yet. You are pulling this kind of fraudulent stunt on our Qinglong Gang's territory; do you think so many of our brothers are vegetarians!?"

Kundu's face was as cold as if it had frozen into frost, and he said coldly:

"I knew nothing about Wukuhe Refining Strength. Perhaps he broke through on the spot on the ring; how can that be the same as your malicious deception?"

"Whether there was malicious deception, you know best in your heart!"

Xu Erhu also stepped onto the ring at this time, sneering as he shouted:

"Young Master Kundu, you can be considered a person of status in Fengyang Prefecture. The person you brought injured quite a few contestants from other factions on the ring earlier. If we tell them that this person has actually Refined Strength and you are deliberately cheating, what do you think their reaction will be?"

"Not to mention I didn't know, even if I did, what could they do to me?"

Kundu responded coldly, while simultaneously knowing that on this Qinglong Gang territory, he couldn't do anything to Lu Yuan, so he could only take a deep breath:

"Very well, I have noted today's events. Let's wait and see!"

Having said that, he withdrew his malicious gaze from Lu Yuan and walked away in a fit of rage.

His cronies, who hadn't been able to get a word in until now, looked at each other, could only help up the fallen Wukuhe, and then followed him.

And as they left, the members of the Qinglong Gang let out bursts of booing and mockery, then clapped and cheered for Lu Yuan on the ring:

"Satisfying, Brother Yuan is mighty!!"

"I was wondering how that guy was so strong; it turns out he was a person who had Refined Strength and came here to play dumb!"

"He seriously injured three of our brothers; I've long found this guy an eyesore. Brother Yuan has avenged them this time!"

Xu Dahu also laughed out loud:

"Junior brother, well done. That Kundu has lost face in your hands twice; he shouldn't have the face to come back again. This is the prize money you won, take it!"

Saying this, he handed the heavy money bag left by Kundu to Lu Yuan.

Suddenly obtaining such a large sum of money, enough for his medicinal herb consumption for a short time, Lu Yuan was in a great mood:

"Many thanks to Senior Brother and all the brothers for your support. I made a small profit today; tomorrow I will buy some wine and buy a fat pig to slaughter. I invite everyone to eat and drink to your heart's content!"

"Good!"

The crowd immediately cheered for this.

A small interlude passed in the blink of an eye.

The next day, Lu Yuan kept his promise, spent ten Silver Yuan to buy several jars of good wine, and spent another twenty Silver Yuan to select a large fat pig to bring back, letting the kitchen staff slaughter it for a sumptuous full-pig feast.

Incidentally, he also repaid the ten Silver Yuan he had borrowed from Xu Dahu.

The total winnings were one hundred and seventy Silver Yuan. After spending this, about one hundred and thirty remained, which could last him two or three months if he was frugal with medicinal herbs.

With this funding, Lu Yuan continued his great cause of cultivation in the following time, practicing Martial Arts by day and cultivating immortality by night.

Needless to say, with the assistance of the divine skill of the Ingestion Technique, his Qi, blood, and physique were steadily growing stronger every day, and his tempering and grasp of the Force Refining Realm were also progressing rapidly.

At the same time, he also began daily sparring with several veteran Wrestlers in the garden to hone his techniques and prepare for participating in the Mid-Level Ring.

The Mid-Level Ring participants were all at the Force Refining level; both its popularity and the prize money for taking first place were much higher than the Primary Ring, so he naturally did not want to miss this opportunity to earn both money and Qi Luck.

As for the Guiding Technique of immortal cultivation, also benefiting from the nourishment and strengthening brought by the Ingestion Technique, his efficiency in daily Zen Meditation Sitting and breathing exercises was quite high, and he cleared a Qi Pulse in just a few days.

And on the day he cleared this Qi Pulse, he excreted quite a bit of filth while using the latrine, as if the effects of Cleansing Marrow and Cutting Tendons were beginning to manifest gradually.

Feeling this change, Lu Yuan was naturally overjoyed.

With the Twelve Standard Meridians plus the Eight Extraordinary Meridians, calculating by this efficiency, if nothing went wrong, he would be able to clear all his Qi Pulses in three and a half months and complete his Foundation Establishment.

He had a faint premonition that once the Hundred Days Foundation Establishment was completed, he would be reborn, and his Luck Power would inevitably experience a surge.

Among this, the Ingestion Technique could be said to have played a huge auxiliary role as well; otherwise, he would just be a person with ordinary talent and aptitude, and it would be almost impossible to complete it within a hundred days.

This also made him extremely glad that he had chosen the right starting technique as soon as he transmigrated.

Just like that.

In the days of practicing Martial Arts and cultivating immortality side by side, another month passed.

This day.

In the training courtyard, one could only hear the whistling of Qi and energy, and shouts one after another.

Li Junxian sat on a grand armchair, focused and attentive, watching the sparring between Lu Yuan and seven other veteran Wrestlers.

At this very moment, a man with a physique as sturdy as an ox took a stance, staring at Lu Yuan in front of him with extreme solemnity.

The man was named Zhao Tiejun, and he had been selected into the Boxiyuan for 5 years, had long since stepped into the Force Refining Realm, and had even once won first place in the Mid-Level Ring.

And following an order, he gave a low shout and stepped forward, his strong arms rushing toward Lu Yuan like iron cables blocking a river.

Lu Yuan parried with both arms, lightning-fast, hooked the opponent's wrists, stepped sideways, and threw him with a step.

It was clearly just an ordinary twisting throw, yet Zhao Tiejun felt as if a force capable of overturning mountains and draining seas was being transmitted from the opposite side.

Bang!

His veins bulged and he stepped sideways, using every ounce of his strength to hold on for less than two breaths before being flipped to the ground in one motion.

(End of chapter)

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