Looking at the iron-armored man in front of him, Yan Que smiled.

"Do you think your armor is very tough, that no one can break it?" Yan Que asked.

Without waiting for Lu Yu to answer, he answered himself, "Indeed, your armor is very tough. Even a Qi Cultivation ninth-level disciple can't break it. There's a good chance I can't break your armor either."

Wow~ As soon as Yan Que said this, it instantly ignited the emotions of the crowd watching the battle.

"What does Yan Que mean by this? Is he about to admit defeat?" Someone wondered, puzzled.

"I wish I had bought iron armor too. Becoming one of the top thousand Qi Cultivation ranks in the Divine Weapon Pavilion would definitely increase my family's investment. It's such a pity I missed such a good opportunity!" Someone regretted immensely.

"Haha, lucky I didn't face the iron-armored man, I'll buy an iron armor now. This time, I can definitely get into the top hundred!"

With just one sentence from Yan Que, Ke De Fa's sales of super protective iron armors instantly doubled.

Noticing the audience's reactions below, Yan Que couldn't help but twitch the corner of his eye—he hadn't finished speaking.

"I can't break your iron armor, but your armor has a fatal weakness. It's not spirit armor, so it can't defend against secret technique attacks!" Yan Que confidently stated.

"Are you done talking? Are you going to fight or not?" Lu Yu looked at him speechlessly, thinking that if it weren't for Ke De Fa asking him to take a beating first to show the armor's defensive power before defeating his opponent, Yan Que wouldn't have had the chance to say so much.

Yan Que's face darkened, "Are you looking down on me?"

He didn't sense any caution or wariness from Lu Yu's tone when facing him, which made him very angry and feel belittled.

Yan Que fully mobilized the spiritual power within him, his right hand bursting with blue electric light, which shot towards Lu Yu, passing through the iron armor and acting directly on Lu Yu's body.

Lu Yu felt a tingling sensation in his limbs, his muscles seemed unable to exert strength. By slightly accelerating the circulation of Qi Blood, the Qi Blood cleared the slight electric currents affecting nerve conduction in his muscles, and the sense of powerlessness faded.

"It doesn't feel good to be hit by my secret technique, Palm Thunder, does it?" Yan Que said smugly.

"This is the end, I will terminate your victory."

"Celestial Thunder Attraction!"

Yan Que's face became serious, the spiritual power within him consumed rapidly. Using Palm Thunder to paralyze his opponent, rendering them immobile, then using the powerful secret technique Celestial Thunder Attraction to severely damage the opponent was his usual strategy.

Due to the Celestial Thunder's restraining effect on Demonic Qi, he used this tactic to successfully reach the 90th floor of the Celestial Tower, squeezing into the top tier of the Divine Weapon Pavilion's Qi Cultivation disciples.

Reaching the 90th floor of the Celestial Tower with Qi Cultivation prowess is the threshold for the top disciples of the Divine Weapon Pavilion's Qi Cultivation realm.

Boom! A patch of dark clouds gathered overhead Lu Yu, countless electric lights flashing within. When the electric light gathered to the limit, the dark clouds couldn't bear the weight, releasing the thunder within.

The spot where Lu Yu stood was shrouded in blinding lightning, preventing the spectators from seeing Lu Yu's situation clearly.

Thud~ An empty iron armor crashed to the ground with a dull thud.

Silence reigned in the arena until, after a long moment, a disciple uncertainly remarked, "Could he have been struck to nothing by the Celestial Thunder?"

"Lu Yu wins!"

Just when everyone thought Lu Yu had been turned to air by the Celestial Thunder, the elder's voice rang out, revealing Lu Yu standing where Yan Que had previously stood, while Yan Que's figure had disappeared from the battle stage.

"Where's Yan Que? What just happened? Did anyone see clearly?"

"No, I couldn't see anything. I just saw Lu Yu get struck by the Celestial Thunder, then the elder announced his victory."

"Over there, Yan Que is over there." someone shouted, and everyone looked in that direction, seeing Yan Que lying on the ground, spitting blood, with a deep fist mark on his chest.

He was punched down by Lu Yu. If it weren't a match, he might have been smashed to pieces by Lu Yu instead of just being punched off the stage.

Lu Yu jumped off the stage, placing the scorched iron armor in front of Ke De Fa.

Ke De Fa glanced at the blackened armor and said, "Take off the rest too, no need to wear this set of iron armor on stage now, we've sold enough."

At 380,000 gold per set, Ke De Fa easily earned at least 3.8 million gold.

Lu Yu took off the leggings and armguards, and Ke De Fa stored away the parts showing signs of melting. To the still-taking-off-the-boots Lu Yu, he said, "When you enter the secret realm, I'll give you some equipment that will be very useful there."

"Also, when you go to the secret realm, don't forget to bring the Itchy Fan and enough Spirit Stones, you'll have the chance to use them."

Before he could ask what Senior Brother Ke meant, the elder on the stage called Lu Yu's name again.

"Number 382, Lu Yu, versus number 67, Zou Renfeng."

Thud~ Lu Yu landed on the stage with a thump. Although no longer wearing the iron armor, his entry was still noticeable.

Opposite him, Zou Renfeng, like a fairy blown by the wind, leaped onto the stage, lightly landing. Holding her sword, she saluted and softly said, "I hope Brother Lu will hold back."

Lu Yu returned her salute as well. Holding back meant not killing her was already considered merciful.

"Go, Sister Feng! Sister Feng will surely win!"

"Senior Sister Zou, defeat him and show him what real strength is, who the real strong one is!"

"Zou Renfeng, highest floor reached on the Celestial Tower: 92. Stronger than Yan Que, proficient in swordsmanship and symbol magic."

"Sister Feng, I love you! Marry me!"

"Cheer for Senior Sister Zou! Senior Sister Zou will win!"

...It seems some odd voices mixed into the cheers.

Lu Yu's first reaction upon hearing Sister Feng was to think of the legendary woman from "Tang Bohu Spots an Autumn Fragrance." Looking at her appearance, it was worlds apart from Sister Feng. How did she end up with such a nickname?

Zou Renfeng, unaware of what Lu Yu was thinking, completed her salute and then charged at Lu Yu with her longsword. Her swordsmanship was ferocious, each strike aimed at vital points on Lu Yu. A slight misstep could severely injure him, rendering him unable to fight.

As Lu Yu tried to dodge her slicing sword, he suddenly felt his body inexplicably heavy. Unbeknownst to him, his opponent had already used a secret technique, making it difficult for Lu Yu to move.

In desperation, Lu Yu concentrated spiritual power between his palms, striking at the hacking sword. As the blade slashed at his palm, a resilient spiritual power membrane absorbed much of the force, so when it finally hit Lu Yu's palm, it lacked the strength to cut through his skin.

This was a small technique Lu Yu had learned from Li Qiuyang's lectures, effectively reducing the damage caused by an opponent's attack.

Of course, the most crucial element was Lu Yu's own strength. Otherwise, even with the sword's force reduced, an ordinary person's hand would still be severed.

After several exchanges, Lu Yu discovered his opponent was adept with both swordsmanship and symbol magic, using paper symbols to shorten casting time for secret techniques, ensnaring opponents and then using fierce swordsmanship to severely injure them. She was extremely tricky to deal with.

Zou Renfeng excelled in prolonged battles, but unfortunately, her opponent was Lu Yu, who specialized in explosive power, giving her no chance to tire him out.

Feeling the surrounding Spiritual Qi fluctuate once more, Lu Yu's legs were immobilized by an invisible force. Facing Zou Renfeng's slicing sword, Lu Yu mobilized his Qi Blood, unleashing a punch with the explosive force of Heaven's Collapse.

Boom! His fist tore through the air, creating ripples, with a fierce gust of wind rising on the stage.

Zou Renfeng exclaimed, losing grip of her sword as she and her weapon were blasted away by Lu Yu.

Seeing Lu Yu advancing towards her, Zou Renfeng proactively conceded.

The disparity in their strengths was vast; continuing the fight would offer no chance of victory.

Although Zou Renfeng hadn't yet unleashed her ultimate move, Lu Yu hadn't even brought out a weapon. The gap between them was glaringly obvious.

Before long, Lu Yu was back on stage, facing... a Qi Cultivation ninth-level disciple clad in super protective iron armor.

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