Chapter 68: Bronze Mirror

"You are Lu Chusheng? No, that's not right, Lu Chusheng is much older than you, and his cultivation couldn't be a mere Martial Master. Who on earth are you?"

He really couldn't figure it out, couldn't think of any other outstanding junior of the Ye Family he hadn't seen!

"Brother Tianchou, he is Lu Fan, that trash Lu Fan!"

Lu Ran's gloomy voice sounded, full of hatred.

"Lu Fan? You are that Martial Dao trash Lu Fan, how could you..." Lu Tianchou was somewhat puzzled, staring at Lu Fan and examining him carefully, looking full of heavy thoughts.

Lu Fan frowned. Looking at the situation, this Lu Tianchou must have been called over by Lu Ran. This guy had quite a bit of scheming, actually playing the trick of borrowing a knife to kill someone.

"Lao Er, the good son you taught!" Lao Taijun's face was cold to the extreme. Her own grandson bringing outsiders to openly trouble Qiuxiang, but actually intending to make things difficult for Lu Fan—this was simply fratricide.

Upon hearing this, Lu Erye's expression sank completely. However, he didn't speak, just staring coldly at Lu Ran, scaring the other party until he was silent as a cicada, his face pale. He didn't know if it was because of the lesson Lu Fan had taught him earlier or because he was scared by his own father.

"You have a lot of questions!" Lu Fan laughed lightly, patted Lao Taijun's hand slightly to show her not to worry, then walked forward slowly and said coldly:

"Shouting and yelling in front of my grandmother's courtyard, you don't know the rules! If I don't teach you a lesson, the servants will think my Lu Family has no one!"

As soon as his voice fell, he leaped out, his Blazing Fire True Qi erupted, turning into a giant flame fist, and smashed down.

"Star Burst Fist!"

Lu Tianchou was slightly surprised; he never expected Lu Fan to dare to strike at him. However, the other party only had Tendon Refining Realm strength, so he didn't take it to heart at all. Instead, he looked at Qiuxiang with some pleasant surprise. If he defeated Lu Fan, Qiuxiang would know his strength, and perhaps she would develop a good impression and throw herself into his arms.

As soon as he thought of this, his face became excited. The gaze that had been unkind earlier now stared at Lu Fan as if he had seen some treasure, a treasure sufficient to prove himself.

"You want to die, I will fulfill your wish! I don't care how a piece of trash like you stepped into the Martial Master threshold; today I will cripple you and beat you back to your original form!"

"Small Thousand Leaves Hand!"

Lu Tianchou's True Qi surged, his hands waving in all directions. It looked light and effortless, but vaguely, a mysterious mechanism was produced.

"Bang!"

Lu Fan's fist smashed down, and supreme power exploded. His Blazing Fire True Qi had mutated several times, coupled with the special martial skill of the Star Burst Fist, this strike was not small.

However, his opponent was a late-stage Bone Tempering Realm Great Martial Master, tempering tendons and bones, with True Qi running through his body. Coupled with this Xuan-grade low-level martial skill, the Small Thousand Leaves Hand, he was enough to exchange blows with a Martial King who had just entered the Opening Origin Realm. Lu Fan's Star Burst Fist, although extraordinary, could not break the fluctuations produced by the rhythm of the Small Thousand Leaves Hand.

"Hmph! Just this little bit of means, trash is trash!"

Lu Tianchou snorted coldly, looking proud. He was confident he could take Lu Fan down in three or five moves, but that would be too uninteresting and wouldn't show his excellence. It was better to spend some effort and tease this Ye Fei properly, and let Qiuxiang see his skills.

"You have quite a lot of ideas, but your skills are truly average!"

Lu Fan laughed lightly, then took a step forward, actually without any preparation, and rushed over!

His figure was elegant, and between leaps, it looked light and effortless. He didn't even seem to use much True Qi, as if it were just the shallow kung fu of an ordinary mortal.

However, even so, Lu Tianchou felt a sense of being untraceable. It seemed that no matter how he struck, he was at a disadvantage, full of flaws. But how could this be? Just a Tendon Refining Realm brat, one hand was enough to take him down; he must have thought wrong.

Lu Tianchou shook his head slightly, calmed his mind, and used the Small Thousand Leaves Hand again. A mysterious change immediately occurred in the surrounding void, as if countless experts were waving their palms, producing a feeling of infinite power with individual strength.

"The Great Qian Lu Family is indeed not simple. The move Lu Tianchou is using, below the Martial King level, is already invincible!"

Lu Erye frowned slightly, not optimistic about Lu Fan at all. Lao Taijun and Qiuxiang on the side heard this, and their expressions changed, very worried about Lu Fan's safety.

"Invincible below the Martial King level? Your vision is truly poor!"

Lu Fan's words drifted over lightly, his disdain very obvious. That he still had the mind and energy to be distracted at such a time, in Lu Tianchou's eyes, was no different from courting death!

"Small Thousand Leaves Hand, First Form: Covering the Sky with One Hand!"

Lu Tianchou shouted violently, then leaped up, flying toward Lu Fan, waving one hand, and slapping it out of thin air. Fluctuations rose all around, condensing in an instant, turning into a phantom handprint. Although it was only a few feet in size, it vaguely gave a feeling of holding the universe alone.

"Desolate Seal Condensation, absorb it for me!"

Lu Fan waved his large hand, and the seal formula that had been ready to go was immediately used. He looked relaxed and free, not even stimulating his protective True Qi, but in fact, it was a false appearance deliberately done.

With the help of the Desolate Seal's power, no matter what means the other party used, he was confident he could weaken, or even absorb, and turn it into his own assistance.

It was just considering the other party's peak Great Martial Master cultivation; if he were desperate, he might have to stimulate Guiyuan Yiqi. In that case, he would inevitably be weak for a period of time afterward.

The Lu Family situation was unclear, so he wouldn't give anyone any chance and would never let himself be slaughtered.

The Desolate Seal struck the phantom handprint, without any feeling of force clashing, and without any resistance, it immediately sank into it, as if the entire aura had completely dissipated.

Lu Tianchou was slightly stunned, feeling somewhat inexplicable. Although he looked down on Lu Fan's Tendon Refining Realm Martial Master strength, it shouldn't be this bad.

Lu Erye was also confused. When Lu Fan clashed with him just now, he had sensed the strangeness in the other party. Although he didn't think Lu Fan could be Lu Tianchou's opponent, supporting three or five rounds shouldn't be a problem.

Lao Taijun and Qiuxiang were also anxious. Neither of them understood Martial Dao, but the difference between the phantom handprint and Lu Fan's seal formula was huge, which was truly worrying.

"Freeze!"

Lu Fan pointed in mid-air, and the phantom handprint immediately froze, as if space had stagnated and time had stopped.

"How is this possible?" Lu Tianchou looked incredulous, shocked: "Covering the sky with one hand is out, I hold the universe alone. You are a mere Tendon Refining Realm Martial Master, how could you resolve it?"

Lu Fan wouldn't talk nonsense with him, swiping his hand, and the phantom handprint shook, then dissipated, actually splitting into thousands of smaller handprints, slapping back, dense and numerous. And on these handprints, there was actually a faint seal formula, which was exactly the Desolate Seal he had used.

Countless handprints slapped down, and Lu Tianchou's heart trembled. He couldn't understand why the move he used would eventually have to be borne by himself! However, even so, he didn't think Ye Fei could be his opponent.

True Qi erupted, turning into protective True Essence, and he intended to resist this strike head-on.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Countless muffled sounds came, and those phantom palm shadows smashed onto Lu Tianchou, the momentum was astonishing, and the situation seemed to reverse in an instant.

Lao Taijun and Qiuxiang were both pleasantly surprised, but Lu Erye's brow was even gloomier. Lu Fan's performance at this moment was truly beyond his expectations.

"Treating him with his own way, this kid hasn't been seen for a few years, has he really opened his wisdom?"

Lu Tianchou was somewhat surprised, but the gap between the Tendon Refining Realm and the Bone Tempering Realm was huge. Although Lu Fan had found a loophole, as long as Lu Tianchou withstood this strike, Lu Fan would still be no match!

His thoughts drifted, and the thousands of palm shadows were already coming to an end, the dense "muffled" sounds gradually thinning. Although Lu Tianchou looked strained, with a trace of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, he still stood firmly on the spot.

At this moment, Lu Fan patted his waist lightly, and the Art Refining Crystal Furnace appeared, a smear of flame drilled out and surged toward Lu Tianchou.

"Condense!"

He pointed at Lu Tianchou with one hand, and the phantom shadows that were gradually dissipating in the surrounding void shook, and thousands of seal light shadows condensed. The light glowed, the force was full, clearly the Desolate Seal that had swallowed Lu Tianchou's Great Martial Master True Qi.

"Explode!"

Lu Fan shouted clearly, the flame ignited the Desolate Seal in an instant, and hundreds or thousands of fireworks exploded. Within ten feet of Lu Tianchou, everything turned into a sea of fire, and even Lu Fan was "swallowed" into it.

"Thump, thump, thump!" Lu Ran retreated repeatedly, his face uncertain. It seemed he remembered the scene of Lu Fan clashing with Old Man Zuo at the banquet. The Lu Tianchou he had high hopes for had no hope either.

Lu Erye was also shocked. He couldn't imagine that Lu Fan could use such means. He felt a bit wary of this flame, and was not willing to enter it at all.

The firelight dissipated, Lu Fan's figure appeared, unharmed. And Lu Tianchou, who had been arrogant and invincible just now, was scorched all over, lying on the ground like a dead dog, wailing, unable to be heard clearly.

"Clatter!"

A crisp sound, Lu Fan looked toward the sound, and saw a cyan jade slip sliding out from Lu Tianchou's scorched sleeve, covered in cracks, as if it would shatter into powder at any moment.

"Eh! Transmission jade slip!"

Lu Fan summoned it with one hand, stimulated it with True Qi, and a light curtain floated in front of him, a piece of distorted text slowly appearing. "Supreme Qiankun Art! This is the Supreme Qiankun Art!"

Lu Erye was shocked, pleasantly surprised, his eyes full of burning heat, seemingly recognizing the origin of this light text.

"Supreme Qiankun Art? What is this thing?" Lu Fan was somewhat inexplicable. This piece of light text was clearly incomplete, and the information on it was obscure and difficult to understand, even he couldn't see its origin; how did this Ye Erye recognize it? ===== CHAPTER 69 =====