Immortality Begins with Breathing Exercises-Chapter 411 - 166: Domineering

"Damn, I lost again?"

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After a few seconds of calm, the crowd below erupted in commotion.

Lin Weizhuo climbed to his feet once more, eyes a bit dazed.

But only dazed for two seconds, he quickly regained his resolve.

"I will come back again tomorrow."

Lin Weizhuo glanced at Lin Zheyu on the stage, indifferently said, then turned around to leave.

Unable to see the departing figure, Lin Zheyu shook his head slightly.

Too weak, with such little skill, he came to challenge.

No wonder Lee Mengxi once said, his sister Lee Mengqi almost claimed a hundred consecutive victory record.

With Lee Mengqi’s skill, if all the martial artists in the competition were this weak, it was truly possible.

"Is no one dare to come up?"

Lin Zheyu scanned the area, emitted a domineering aura and said lightly in a condescending manner.

"I’ll spar with you!"

As the words fell, a muscular man around 2.3 meters tall jumped onto the arena.

He wielded a huge Wolf Fang Club, its design extremely wild.

"Even Luo Manghan is here, now there’s a good show to watch."

"You must have a death wish, calling him Manghan. If he hears, you’ll be in trouble." His companion quietly reminded him.

Luo Manghan, originally named Luo Manghan.

Due to his tall and burly stature, wild appearance, and preference for wielding a huge Wolf Fang Club to overpower others, he was jokingly called Luo Manghan.

"Isn’t that what everyone calls him?"

The man murmured softly, glanced timidly at the sturdy man, relieved to see he didn’t notice him.

"Quick, bet on it! Luo Manghan is on stage, now Zhao Hao’s martial artist is doomed to lose."

"Luo Manghan’s strong, equipped with a copper skin and iron bones, Zhao Hao probably can’t break through his defense."

The martial artists below the stage, taking advantage of the combat’s pause, went over to place bets.

The person in charge of registration, following Lin Zheyu’s instructions, placed a bet of three thousand taels of silver for him.

"Kid, not bad, you beat Lin Weizhuo, showing some skill."

"I won’t bully you, just finished two matches, you can rest more and start when you’re back to peak state."

Luo Manghan said with a grin.

He gently set the Wolf Fang Club onto the ground, and with a booming sound, created a crack on the extremely hard slate made of Qigang Rock.

Qigang Rock is a special type of stone, its hardness comparable to refined iron.

It clearly shows the terrifying weight of Luo Manghan’s Wolf Fang Club.

"No need, let’s start directly."

Lin Zheyu saw the referee’s signal indicating they could start and said lightly.

This man in front of him felt much stronger than Lin Weizhuo just now.

But only just that.

After advancing to the Qi Blood Dragon Realm, his physique again underwent a transformation, and purely in terms of physique, Luo Manghan might not be stronger than him.

"Straightforward."

"Make a move, if I strike first, you won’t have a chance to make a move."

Luo Manghan declared confidently.

His right hand wielded the massive Wolf Fang Club, casually swinging it, stirring up gusts of wind.

"Good."

Lin Zheyu smiled faintly.

As the words fell, his figure vanished in an instant, turning into a ghostly shadow, attacking towards Luo Manghan.

Whoosh~~

Luo Manghan saw this, still smiling filled on his face, casually swung his right hand, like a prediction, to the path Lin Zheyu must pass and smashed down.

Lin Zheyu’s body suddenly halted, turned instantly, and his right foot swung out, with a loud snapping sound in the air.

Luo Manghan slightly tilted his head, his left hand quickly stretched out, grabbing towards Lin Zheyu’s right leg.

Lin Zheyu suddenly exerted force from his waist, twisting his body sharply in mid-air, avoiding Luo Manghan’s left hand.

In a short time, the two engaged in five or six moves.

Although Luo Manghan looked extremely wild, his massive frame gave a sense of insufficient agility.

It is indeed the case.

Luo Manghan’s speed is not fast.

But his combat experience is extremely terrifying, his battle instinct can instantly perceive and unravel Lin Zheyu’s moves, relying on strong prediction ability to respond.

Bang bang bang!

The two figures clashed rapidly on the arena.

Luo Manghan’s once confident smile vanished, replaced by a serious expression.

His proud predictive attacks have no effect against this man in front.

The opponent’s Lightweight Skill is unbelievably strong, capable of executing all sorts of incredible dodging and maneuvering.

"Interesting, what true intent is this?"

"No, it’s not the effect of true intent, this intent feels more like the Martial Dao True Intent of the War God Sect."

"He can make predictive responses purely relying on strong Martial Arts Intuition and rich combat experience."

Lin Zheyu, during combat, still had the spare thought to think.

Luo Manghan was strong, but not strong enough to make him take the fight seriously.

He simply found the opponent’s seemingly predictive fighting style very interesting, planning to spar more to enhance his own combat experience.

Lin Zheyu, throughout his journey, truly lacked combat experience, especially with different Martial Dao experts.

"Mr. Yang, Luo Manghan is a disciple of the War God Sect, you set Zhao Hao’s odds to 1 to 0.5, do you think Zhao Hao will win this battle?"

The betting manager couldn’t resist asking out of curiosity.

Watching the intense skirmish on the arena.

Luo Manghan, like a prophet, faced Zhao Hao’s astonishing speed, unfazed, always attacking positions where Zhao Hao would soon appear.

And Zhao Hao was even more mysterious, his Lightweight Skill too impressive, often dodging Luo Manghan’s attacks in unexpected ways.