Buddha is Great Evil, I am Hell

"Where did this demon monk come from? He's forcing sorrow into new lyrics and spouting things no one can understand."

Lu Bei gave a cold snort. He had used too much force, and lowering his head, he coughed several times, his face growing even paler. Though he had lost the advantage, he refused to lose face and stubbornly straightened his back. "Who's next? Are you coming or not? If no one else is coming, I'm going back to recover!"

"I'll test you myself!"

A burly man strode forward. Leopard eyes swirled with lightning that condensed into mist, while his blood qi erupted with the thunder of war drums. As he moved with the gait of a dragon and tiger, he resembled a blazing furnace, scorching the surrounding space until it twisted and seemed ready to shatter.

Why is he only at the Tribulation Stage? What about the Mahayana Stage over there? Aren't you planning to do something?

Lu Bei glanced at Shen Ruohai. Her reaction was limited, reminding him of the exceptionally flat Azure Dragon.

Come to think of it, where was Azure Dragon? Since Black Tortoise had come to kick up a fuss, shouldn't he show some reaction?

"I'm from the Thunderclap Sect, Wen..."

"That's enough. I, Zhao, have no interest in your name. At this point, speak with your fists!" Lu Bei gave a cold snort, swung his sword to slash open the void, and staggered inside.

The burly man, who had yet to state his name, flew into a rage and followed him into the void.

A quarter of an hour later.

Lu Bei stumbled out of the void, kicked the smoking lump of black charcoal beside his foot, and panted, "Not bad. You've got some ability, but that's all. Who's next?"

"I'll fight you!"

A quarter