Poison Method Shows Its Might
Inside the building, the Seven Fragrance Tower looked at the person who was taking the stage, and a look of surprise suddenly appeared on her face.
Her daughters also showed joy after recognizing the person on stage.
These people couldn't help but whisper:
"That Luo Dalang didn't participate; instead, he sent his younger brother, Luo Erlang."
"Good! Although these two brothers are not to be trifled with and have recently gained some notoriety in town, Luo Erlang is clearly not as formidable as Luo Dalang."
Amidst their joy, the Seven Fragrance Tower and his companions also realized why the other side had suddenly changed their choice for the duel. It was probably because they saw that the Solitary Gu Hall hadn't sent Qin Min, so Luo Dalang was too lazy to participate.
Not only did the Seven Fragrance Tower and others realize this, but some of the onlookers at the scene were also discussing it animatedly.
"It seems that this kid from the Solitary Gu Hall couldn't pique Luo Dalang's interest, so they'll just send his younger brother on stage."
"What a pity, they're all unknown figures. I thought we'd have a fierce battle today."
The onlookers around them were talking amongst themselves, unlike the Seven Fragrance Tower and others who tried to conceal their conversations; their voices carried clearly in all directions.
Fang Shu, also heard their discussion and couldn't help but open his eyes to take a look at the figures on the high platform.
Fang Shu narrowed his eyes slightly.
His opponent's strategy of trading a strong opponent for a weaker one was unexpected. But it was fine this way; he could get away with it and earn his fee for helping out more easily.
Fang Shu had no objections, but his opponents were provoked by the words of those around them.
The guy called Luo Erlang felt his Qi and Blood surge.
He shouted fiercely, "Seven Fragrance Tower, where are your best performers? What, none of them dare to come up on stage!"
This person seemed resentful at being underestimated and immediately wanted to prove himself.
Upon hearing Luo Erlang's shout, the Seven Fragrance Tower and the disciples of the Solitary Gu Hall all turned their gazes toward Fang Shu.
However, Fang Shu remained seated, quietly adjusting his breathing and calming his mind, unmoved.
Seeing the gazes of the crowd, Luo Erlang realized that Fang Shu was his opponent for the day. He pointed at Fang Shu and shouted, "You pretty boy sitting there, come up here right now and have a real, head-on clash with your grandpa!"
Not only was this man shouting, but the surrounding onlookers were also jeering. "Good man, it's time for you to go on stage. You even arrived before that guy surnamed Luo!"
"What's the point of meditation? It's time to start fighting."
But Fang Shu remained completely undisturbed by the outside world.
This situation made Luo Erlang on the stage very restless, and he couldn't help but jump off the platform and stride towards Fang Shu.
After his opponent stepped down, Fang Shu finally opened his eyes again. He had already regulated his Qi and Blood to a high level and was in excellent condition.
So he suddenly stood up, just missing Luo Erlang, and leaped onto the high platform.
This left Luo Erlang, who had just stepped down from the stage, looking bewildered. He then tightened his skin, kicked his legs, and leaped back onto the stage.
Their actions were noticed by Luo Dalang, who was not on stage.
The other party frowned, let out a cold snort, and looked at Qin Min and the others with displeasure:
"You are all disciples of the town's martial arts school. This is just a friendly fight, yet you have to resort to such petty tricks, deliberately delaying my brother's Qi and Blood."
Qin Min heard the question but didn't even bother to lift her eyelids, let alone offer any explanation to Fang Shu.
Luo Erlang, on the stage, heard his elder brother's words and showed a slight surprise. He then looked at Fang Shu with an indifferent expression and sneered:
"That's all the disciples of the martial arts school are capable of. They dare not venture out to slay demons and monsters, they only dare to use their petty cleverness."
The surroundings were chaotic, and some people were muttering about Fang Shu's behavior, which was not very magnanimous.
Fang Shu completely ignored these people. He continued to circulate his Qi and Blood, maintaining his posture to cope with this battle.
To Luo Erlang, he uttered only one word:
"Please."
Immediately, he adopted the Insect Method stance, his body emerging like a python, his Qi and Blood surging, but instead of rising, the energy coiled around him.
Upon noticing this, Luo Erlang's expression, which had been full of mockery, darkened somewhat.
But a fierce glint flashed in his eyes, as if he had spotted a prime prey.
Both sides took to the stage.
The owners of the two chambers of commerce, after a few simple words, had someone bring out a gong.
There were no more red tape.
Yeah!
Two gongs rang out simultaneously, officially commencing the martial arts competition.
A hissing sound rang out from the high platform, and Fang Shu and Luo Erlang's figures left afterimages.
Instead of immediately attacking each other, the two leaped simultaneously from the platform onto two tall pillars.
Landing on the pillar, Fang Shu moved swiftly. He wiped his lips with his hand, and the Long-Tongue Sword was drawn from his mouth, stabbing straight at Naro Luo Erlang.
Bang! The pillar, as thick as a human head, was easily pierced.
Although Luo Erlang was burly, he climbed the tall pillar like a monkey, even stretching out his arms, and cleverly dodged Fang Shu's sudden Fang Shu.
Fang Shu had a slight advantage.
Without sheathing his sword, he directly met the Tongue Sword with his hand, then with a sudden flick, the Tongue Sword slashed down the tall pillar, chopping Luo Erlang into pieces as easily as cutting melons and vegetables.
Luo Erlang, with his agile leaps and bounds, dodged Fang Shu's longsword attacks with lightning speed.
Several rehearsals were conducted.
A furious roar also rang out from the other party, "What a vicious pretty boy!"
After successfully evading Fang Shu's Long-Tongue Sword, Luo Erlang discovered that most of the pillars beneath his feet had been chopped off.
The platform, seven stories high, was creaking and groaning, as if it were about to collapse at any moment. If Luo Erlang were caught in the middle and lost his footing, he would lose the fight.
Owl!
Then a shrill cry like that of a mountain goblin rang out from Luo Erlang's mouth. His face turned red, and his vital Qi and Blood surged from his body.
This fellow swung his arms like a waterfall, his body moving like rolling thunder. No longer dodging Fang Shu's Long-Tongue Sword, he pounced directly at Fang Shu.
A clanging sound rang out.
This beast's two arms are as hard as metal, and with the added strength of its Qi and Blood and qi, even if it is struck by the Long-Tongue Sword, it will be unharmed for a while.
On the vast platform, Fang Shu brandished his sword wildly, while Luo Erlang swung his arms haphazardly.
In an instant, the two sides were locked in a fierce battle, exchanging blows and creating a perilous situation.
The enormous platform fell to the two men as if it were made of straw and paper; the beams, each as thick as a human head, were easily torn away and shattered.
Such a spectacle caught the attention of those inside the building. The previously listless onlookers suddenly widened their eyes, finding it quite fascinating.
"What a Tongue Sword!" "What powerful arms!"
Many people clicked their tongues in disapproval.
The martial arts disciples who had come to watch the show also looked serious and stared intently at Fang Shu and his companion.
And as time went by.
Soon, only the wooden stakes remained on the entire platform.
Fang Shu and Na Luo Erlang, who were fighting, were jumping around on the stakes to avoid being defeated if they landed.
At this moment, Luo Erlang's aura became even more intense.
The more he fought, the more courageous he became. His face was as red as charcoal, and his expression was fierce as he shouted, "Where do you think you're going to run to now!"
Luo Erlang suddenly swung his arms, knocking down nearly half of the wooden stakes in the field with his bare arms, attempting to force Fang Shu to come forward and confront him head-on.
This scoundrel has succeeded in his plan.
Because there were too few wooden stakes to stand on, Fang Shu could no longer move around ghostly, nor could he rely on his Tongue Sword to entangle with his opponent.
As the other party grinned and lunged forward, Fang Shu landed on the wooden stake and, surprisingly, didn't even try to dodge. He remained standing there, as if he had been paralyzed with fear.
But the next moment.
It was Luo Erlang, who charged forward, whose expression suddenly changed halfway through the attack.
With a "poof!", he suddenly spat out a mouthful of black blood, his vital Qi and Blood greatly diminished, and his body stiffened on the spot.
"What's going on here!"
This situation left the onlookers bewildered and confused.
Even Luo Erlang himself was stunned, looking down at himself, somewhat unable to believe how he had become so weak.
At this Fang Shu, Fang Shu raised his sword expressionlessly, flicked it slightly at his opponent, Tongue Sword as lightning, struck several acupoints on his opponent's chest in the blink of an eye.
Pfft!
Tiny streams of blood exploded on Luo Erlang's body, causing his vital Qi and Blood to deplete further, his body to become paralyzed, and he collapsed to the ground with a thud.
Then, a sweet aroma emanated from the splattered black blood, spreading in all directions and causing the expressions of the onlookers nearby to change slightly.
"This is... a poison technique?!" someone hissed.
This scene clearly demonstrated the power of Fang Shu's poison technique. During the entanglement, the poison had deeply penetrated Luo Erlang's body, and when the opponent's Qi and Blood were at their peak, it suddenly erupted, causing his physical body to break down.
The outcome of this battle is already decided!