The Corpse Driver of Western Hunan: My profession panel has no upper limit.

As soon as Lu Jin finished speaking, the densely packed crowd erupted in cheers, which surged towards Lu Jin like a tsunami, tearing apart the clear blue sky.

Countless martial artists gasped in shock. They naturally recognized Lu Jin, as his defeat of Sun Guoli in one move had already spread throughout the city.

Moreover, he himself said that he only used 30% of his strength. Although it is unknown whether he was boasting, his strength is beyond doubt.

"Go, Lu Jin!"

In the stands, Ren Yang was so excited that his face turned red as he shouted for Lu Jin, his eyes filled with admiration.

Ren Zhenxing, sitting next to him, couldn't help but snort coldly, "Master Lu is indeed incredibly confident."

"Brother, a powerful martial artist should be confident," Ren Yang quickly retorted.

Li Tianlei's sinister face remained unchanged, but his hand, which was playing with the walnuts, noticeably quickened. He slowly spoke, "What a boastful brat."

boom!

The bronze drum rang out again, its booming sound echoing throughout the arena: "Master Lu will be the first to step onto the stage to defend his title! Which master dares to challenge him?"

Seeing that the martial arts master was still hesitating, Hu Qiang, who was in the spectator seats, gave his adjutant a look, and then a thunderous sound came from nowhere.

"Commander Hu said that whoever defeats Master Lu will be rewarded with 100 silver dollars, and whoever wins first place in the competition will receive 500 silver dollars!"

"Bullshit!"

Hu Qiang immediately kicked his adjutant hard, yelling, "So much money, you pay for it, you son of a bitch! You don't know the value of money until you're in charge!"

The adjutant looked aggrieved, inwardly cursing, "They made so much money organizing this competition, and they're not even willing to spend this little bit."

What a ruthless exploiter.

Moreover, he felt that his career as an adjutant was coming to an end.

However, since things had come to this point, even if Hu Qiang was unwilling, he couldn't openly slap himself in the face. Sure enough, a generous reward always brings forth brave men.

A burly man with a full beard and half his chest exposed sneered, "Arrogant! Master Lu, you come from a Miao village, yet you don't know there are mountains beyond mountains, and people beyond people!"

"I, Zhao Cheng, will take the challenge!"

In a flash, he swiftly climbed onto the ring, his massive weight causing the ring to tremble.

A murmur of discussion immediately arose from the crowd.

"I know him. He's a woodcutter from a nearby village. I heard he used to learn martial arts and has been wandering around the mountains for years, so he's quite skilled."

"Master Lu is still too young. In my opinion, Master Lu is going to suffer a lot."

Just as the crowd was discussing this, Zhao Cheng and Lu Jin exchanged greetings on the stage. Zhao Cheng was about to make his move, his two claws raised and lowered, his roar like a tiger's cry. But before he could react, Lu Jin was caught off guard.

The next second, he saw Lu Jin's figure disappear, causing Zhao Cheng's pupils to dilate sharply.

"So fast!"

He was preparing to block and defend with his arms, but it was too late. Lu Jin's incredibly hard elbow had already reached his chest.

At this moment, Zhao Cheng's eyes were bulged out, his chest was in excruciating pain, and he felt as if his internal organs were shattered. The powerful force and surging fist intent ravaged the arena, making people tremble with fear!

boom!

The thunderous sound of fists colliding exploded, and under everyone's gaze, Zhao Cheng was sent flying backward, crashing off the stage with a dull thud!

He immediately vomited blood and fainted.

The heated discussion in the crowd immediately stopped. Everyone stared at Lu Jin in disbelief, speechless, and some even swallowed hard.

Some people who didn't witness Lu Jin's defeat of Sun Guoli in one move initially had some doubts, but now they have none at all.

Just one move!

"Next!"

"I'm in a hurry!"

On the stage, Lu Jin stood with his fists clenched, a gentle breeze ruffling his hair and clothes, instantly causing another uproar in the arena. Cheers for Lu Jin suddenly resounded through the sky.

"Not bad at all, this Lu Jin." Hu Qiang pointed at Lu Jin and exclaimed, "Handsome, spirited, not bad at all!"

"Hurry up, everyone here, stop dawdling! Didn't you hear Master Lu is in a hurry? Don't let the martial arts competition stop!"

Hu Qiang's roar instantly enlivened the atmosphere, and Ren Yang's eyes were practically sparkling with admiration, completely becoming a devoted fan.

"I want to go to a Miao village to learn martial arts someday!"

Without realizing it, Ren Yang had this idea.

Urged on by warlord Hu Qiang, the martial arts masters present dared not slack off. Although Lu Jin was very strong, who among them who was confident in participating in this competition was not?

They refused to believe they couldn't defeat Lu Jin through a war of attrition.

Next, under the gaze of thousands of spectators, Lu Jin's perfect and harmonious power was continuously displayed, and the moves of Bajiquan and Taijiquan appeared one after another.

"Progressive move, blocking and striking!"

"A towering cannon!"

"Wild Horse Parts Its Mane!"

"The King of Hell's Three-Point Technique!"

From the stands, Li Tianlei grew increasingly alarmed as he watched Lin Tianzheng, who was sitting below with his eyes closed, break the walnut in his hand.

"You, Lin Tianzheng, have truly found a worthy successor."

"This kid has mastered both Bajiquan and Taijiquan to a certain level, and if I'm not mistaken, his foundation in Mind-Intent Harmony is incredibly solid, and he can break through to the next stage at any time."

"It's alright," Ren Zhenxing said slowly, confidently, "I'll just put up a bid to sell the first one."

"Number 56, next one!"

Lu Jin kicked a fallen martial artist hard off the stage, his eyelids lowered, looking down at everyone.

"I don't have time to mess around with you guys!"

Looking at Lu Jin, dressed in fine clothes and riding a spirited horse on the stage, the martial artists he had defeated all looked ashamed. Everyone who went up on stage was taken down in one move. They wished they hadn't gone up on stage at all.

Their lifelong reputation was completely ruined at this moment. Some were even knocked down and pretended to faint so they could be carried away. They lost all face.

The audience cheered incessantly, but the martial arts practitioners participating in the competition fell silent, and no one dared to go on stage again.

"Any other masters want to challenge Master Lu?"

The gong rang out loudly, announcing, "If no master challenges us within one hour, then Master Lu Jin will be the winner of this Anyang Young Martial Arts Competition!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Hu Qiang quickly gave one of his men a look. A dark-skinned man in the crowd stood up, tore open his shirt, and revealed his strong muscles.

"I, Chen Xingbang, have come to meet Master Lu!"

When someone went on stage, the somewhat quiet scene erupted into noise again, and Ren Yang was so excited that he danced around.

"Brother, spending tens of dollars to see this kind of martial arts competition is definitely worth the ticket price!"

"Brother Lu Jin is too strong. It's really hard to imagine that he could cultivate to this level in a place like a Miao village. Are all corpse drivers this skilled?"

"You're getting too excited, kid. The person he fought is quite good." Ren Zhenxing crossed his arms. "He has vigorous energy and is already a member of a large, harmonious family. Master Lu might have a hard time saying anything now."

On the other side, Hu Qiang puffed on his cigarette, his interest growing stronger. His adjutant seized the opportunity to say, "Commander, don't worry. Chen Xingbang was specially handpicked by me; he's quite capable."

"This time, Lu Jin will surely suffer a crushing defeat! He might even die and perish."

"Really? If Chen Xingbang wins, I'll promote him to company commander!" Hu Qiang was overjoyed.

At this moment, on the arena, Chen Xingbang took out a large knife. There were no restrictions on weapons in the competition, but everyone wanted to make friends through martial arts. If it were a weapon fight, they would probably be in danger of being disabled. So everyone basically just competed in fist and foot skills.

"Kid, let me make this clear from the start: I don't know how to fight, I only know how to kill!"

Chen Xingbang spat out a mouthful of phlegm, exuding a faint murderous aura. "If you accidentally die by my blade, I'll burn you extra paper money on this day next year."

"interesting."

Lu Jin stretched out one arm, and Lin Tian was shooting his Soul-Suppressing Spear from below, which Lu Jin firmly grasped in his hand.

"There are two types of people I hate the most in my life."

"One type tries to steal the spotlight from me, while the other doesn't let me."

Unfortunately, you are the first type.

After the ceremony was completed, Chen Xingbang raised his broadsword, his unique strength and spirit attaching to the blade, and his aura suddenly surged. He was about to deliver a powerful blow to Lu Jin.

But the next second, Lu Jin's movements were much faster than his. He stomped his foot hard on the ground, and the huge recoil force shot straight into the sky, through his waist and arms, and then flowed down the gun.

Chen Xingbang felt as if he was suddenly locked in by a powerful force, and he couldn't even move his body.

In the blink of an eye, a streak of silvery light flashed across the arena, dazzling Chen Xingbang. He felt a terrifying explosion in his ears, almost shattering his eardrums.

Before he could react, Lu Jin was already standing in front of him, holding a gun behind his back with one hand. A chill emanated from his Adam's apple, sending shivers down Chen Xingbang's spine.

A thin line of blood had already appeared from his throat, making Chen Xingbang feel a chill run from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head. His eyes widened, his lips trembled, and he was shocked beyond words!

In the blink of an eye, the gun swung horizontally, and Lu Jin suddenly lifted it up, then slammed it down with both hands.

boom!

It slammed directly onto Chen Xingbang's broadsword, the terrifying force causing the spear tip to hiss. Chen Xingbang was immediately filled with shock and fear.

Like Mount Tai pressing down, he was forced to kneel on one knee by Lu Jin's powerful force. The wooden arena made a cracking sound and many cracks appeared.

Before he could even exert his strength, Lu Jin smashed the arena again, shattering it. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Chen Xingbang was smashed by Lu Jin and fell off the broken arena.

"boom!"

The deafening explosion immediately stimulated everyone's auditory nerves, and the scene suddenly fell silent.

Ren Zhenxing's body trembled, the walnut in Li Tianlei's hand was completely crushed, Hu Qiang's cigarette was about to burn his fingers, and his adjutant was dumbfounded.

Lu Jin stood there, spear in hand, his fierce gaze sweeping over everyone, sending chills down their spines.

The next second, the indifferent words shook everyone to their core.

"You don't even deserve to die by my hand!"

"Who else is willing to step up and fight?"

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