Fantasy, starting with a treasure bowl

"Heh, the once-famous Wusheng Sect seems to be nothing more than this."

After killing Wu Laoliu and the others, Lu Feng did not stop there. He turned his gaze to Sun Chuanxiong, who was not far away, and then a strong fighting spirit appeared on his face. He was obviously still not satisfied.

After all, Wu Laoliu and the others were at most comparable to the first level of the Opening Meridian Realm, which was just an appetizer. Sun Chuanxiong, the "Chen" branch leader of the Wusheng Sect, was the real feast.

"If I kill this person and refine the essence of his corpse, my Yuan Power cultivation will also advance further, allowing me to break through to the eighth level of the Meridian Opening Realm!"

Thinking of this, Lu Feng's fighting spirit burned even brighter, and he quietly clenched his fists.

"Hmph! You call yourself a brat, all you've got is a few lowly drug slaves. You think you're a match for me?"

Facing Lu Feng's provocative gaze, Sun Chuanxiong didn't get angry but instead laughed. His Yuan Power suddenly surged and exploded outwards. The next moment, he leaped towards Lu Feng and attacked. "You ignorant brat! I'll show you what the real difference in strength is...!"

"Well done!"

Seeing that Sun Chuanxiong had finally taken action, Lu Feng was not afraid at all. His Yuan Power surged around him again, transforming into a thick layer of dragon scale armor as heavy as rock, and he faced the attack head-on.

"What an amazing kid...!"

"Not only can he easily kill the 'medicine slaves' trained by the Holy Sect, but even Chief Sun has had a hard time dealing with this kid in a short period of time...!"

"Could this young man be a rising genius from some righteous force in the Eastern Xuan Region?!"

Seeing Sun Chuanxiong and Lu Feng locked in a fierce and evenly matched battle, the Wusheng Sect warriors on the sidelines were also shocked and began to discuss among themselves, while no one dared to interfere in their fight.

After all, most of these Wusheng Sect martial artists were below the Opening Meridian Realm, not even as good as Wu Laoliu and the others who were previously refined into "medicine slaves". Even if they joined in, they would only be throwing their lives away and were no match for Lu Feng at all!

Rumble!

Another deafening roar suddenly erupted, and the aftershocks of the Yuan energy impact gradually dissipated. Two figures emerged from the shockwave and retreated simultaneously. One of the figures, dressed in gray robes, retreated over a hundred meters before finally stopping. He looked disheveled, and it was none other than Lu Feng!

On the other hand, not far away, Sun Chuanxiong had only retreated a few dozen steps. At this moment, not only was his aura strong and stable, but his complexion was also as rosy as ever. He was obviously not injured at all and had the upper hand!

"It's Chief Sun!"

"Just as I expected, with this kid's strength and cultivation, he's no match for Chief Sun at all!"

"This kid is still too young! He only dealt with a few low-level drug slaves, and he thinks he can contend with Chief Sun? He's just asking for death..."

Seeing that Sun Chuanxiong was unharmed and Lu Feng had fallen to the bottom, the group of Wusheng Sect martial artists around him were overjoyed. At this moment, their eyes were filled with contempt and mockery as they looked at the latter.

After all, Lu Feng was only at the seventh level of the Meridian Opening Realm, while Sun Chuanxiong, as the "Chen" branch leader of the Wusheng Sect, had already reached the tenth level of the Meridian Opening Realm in terms of Yuan Power cultivation, and was only one step away from becoming a master of the Spirit Soul Realm!

In the eyes of the Wusheng Sect martial artists, the gap of three minor realms was something that Lu Feng, no matter how strong he was, could not easily bridge, and his final fate would be certain death!

Beep...!

A trickle of blood slowly slid down from the tiger's mouth of Lu Feng's hands, until it soaked the ground, turning it into a crimson stain.

"A sixth-grade spiritual treasure, and it's even contaminated with deadly poison..."

Lu Feng glanced down at the bloodied tiger's mouth of his hands, his face cold and stern. The next moment, he looked at Sun Chuanxiong, who was not far away and exuded a murderous aura, as if he had the upper hand.

On the opponent's fists, there appeared to be a strange pair of black and white gauntlets covered with spikes. They seemed to be made of some special mineral, and were not only full of spiritual energy, no weaker than a sixth-grade spiritual treasure, but also infused with a deadly poison!

"You little brat, one more move and you're done for!"

Seeing that Lu Feng's aura was unstable and his hands were covered in blood, Sun Chuanxiong's killing intent intensified. He immediately roared and launched another attack.

"Crimson Flame Fist!"

Sun Chuanxiong's Yuan energy rapidly converged on his fists like a tidal wave, then bursts of crimson light appeared, as if each fist contained a raging fire, its power boundless!

Roar! Roar!

Sun Chuanxiong unleashed a powerful punch, followed by two enormous fireballs that shot out like meteors, immediately engulfing Lu Feng opposite him with power comparable to a sixth-grade martial art!

"Dragon Dance!"

Just as the two enormous fireballs were about to engulf Lu Feng, a pair of Yuan Power wings suddenly sprouted from Lu Feng's back. Then, like a nimble eagle, he drew several strange arcs in the air, barely dodging the fireball attacks!

"What?!"

Seeing that Lu Feng had easily dodged his fatal punch, Sun Chuanxiong's expression changed slightly, revealing a deep sense of disbelief. "This kid was clearly severely injured head-on by my poisoned gauntlets, yet he can still move freely. How is this possible...?!"

It should be noted that the poisoned gauntlets in his hands were no ordinary objects. They were personally bestowed upon him by Liao Fusheng, one of the four great protectors of the Wusheng Sect. Not only were they as powerful as a sixth-grade spiritual treasure, but they were also contaminated with hundreds of rare poisons from around the world!

Let alone a mere seventh-level Qi Refining Realm martial artist like Lu Feng, even a Spirit Soul Realm expert would be instantly poisoned if they were to come into contact with even a trace of it, paralyzing their nerves until they were completely unable to move and left to be slaughtered!

Seeing Lu Feng take a punch from him head-on, yet still move freely as if nothing had happened, Sun Chuanxiong was naturally astonished, as if he had encountered a ghost.

"Hey Sun, I didn't expect you to have some skills. I admit I underestimated you before..."

Taking out a Grade 3 Rejuvenation Pill from his storage ring and swallowing it, Lu Feng secretly circulated his internal energy to restore his dantian's power while glancing at Sun Chuanxiong opposite him. "However, the real battle is about to begin..."

"Killing you will only take one move!"

Lu Feng hooked his right index finger, his tone still full of provocation, completely disregarding Sun Chuanxiong on the other side, and at the same time, he took the provocation to the extreme.

As the saying goes, anger makes people impulsive, thus losing their rationality and ultimately making many mistakes. This is the essence of the provocation technique!

"Arrogant brat, you're asking for death!"

Faced with Lu Feng's provocation, Sun Chuanxiong was also furious, completely losing his mind. He leaped out and attacked, seemingly wanting only to twist off the former's head on the spot to vent his hatred!

"Galo splits the mountain!"

Seeing Sun Chuanxiong's furious attack again, Lu Feng also roared, unleashing all the Yuan Power in his dantian, which transformed into layers of blood-red dragon scale armor. At the same time, he unleashed several Gara Fist Forces from a distance, clearly showing no mercy!

Boom!

In an instant, their fists clashed, creating a thunderous roar. Two powerful shockwaves of Yuan energy raged outwards, and Sun Chuanxiong and Lu Feng were both forced to retreat violently until they finally collapsed to the ground in a sorry state.

Click...!

Lu Feng struggled to his feet, and the next moment, numerous cracks appeared on the crimson dragon scale armor on his body. It then slowly crumbled and fell off, clearly unable to withstand the residual power of this clash. As for Lu Feng, terrifying bloodstains and wounds also appeared on his body.

"Damn it! Have these Wusheng Sect bastards taken some kind of powerful drug? How can anyone so easily break through my Dragon Armor? It's unbelievable..."

Slowly wiping away the blood seeping from the corner of his mouth, Lu Feng disregarded his injuries and immediately took out several Grade 3 Rejuvenation Pills from his storage ring. He then stuffed them into his mouth like candy and chewed them frantically.

Now that the battle has progressed to this point, not only is his internal energy almost depleted, but he has also almost finished refining all the pills he has made. He is in a critical situation, with no supplies left!

"Heh, young master of the Lu family, do you need this old man to take action this time?"

At this moment, Gu Canyang's mocking voice slowly drifted from inside the treasure basin. Clearly, he had been watching the entire battle and hadn't missed a single moment of the spectacle. "Dealing with a mere ant at the tenth level of the Qi Opening Realm is something I'm quite confident about, and it will be effortless..."