"If you were truly afraid, you wouldn't have agreed to the challenge."
The young man stood on the water's surface, his words arrogant. "Even if you dare not fight today, I will surely take your life another day. Daring to oppose the Ghost Gate is a sure path to death!"
As these words were spoken, the onlookers by the West Lake's shore shifted their expressions. Lord Lu hailed from Qingzhou, and thus represented Qingzhou. If he truly dared not fight, wouldn't that make them a laughingstock?
With this thought, many of their expressions tightened, some even looking forward to Lu Fan coming to West Lake to fight.
"I was delayed a little on the way. I didn't expect you to be so impatient!"
Just as everyone began to doubt, a laugh rang out. Lu Fan stepped forward, moving as if treading on flat ground across the water.
"He can truly scale walls and walk on water!"
The people of Qingzhou exclaimed in unison. They had never witnessed such a feat, and to think that Qingzhou could produce such a capable individual.
Gazing at Lu Fan's figure, Gui Jianchou, standing in the center of West Lake, also furrowed his brow. He hadn't expected Lu Fan to actually appear, and the strength he displayed was not as low as he had imagined.
"I can't see him, why can't I see him!" Xiao Qi said anxiously. "What does Lord Lu look like?"
"I can't see him either!" Lin Ke shook his head helplessly. "Is it too far? After all, it's still some distance from the center of the lake."
"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"
Xiao Qi struggled. "The distance is already quite close. Are we blind?"
Even Gui Jianchou could see clearly, but for some reason, every time he looked at Lu Fan's face, he only felt that Lu Fan's face was blurry, making it impossible to discern.
Lin Ke felt the same, his heart filled with surprise.
Only Lu Fan knew that he had employed some secret technique, making it impossible for those with low cultivation to see his appearance. This was for his convenience in the future.
"Lord Lu of Qingzhou, I hope you are well!" Gui Jianchou cupped his fists. "To be able to kill my two junior brothers, your strength must be considerable! But opposing the Ghost Gate is the most foolish choice you have made."
"I had no choice!" Lu Fan shrugged. "They sought death, and I could only oblige them!"
"What an arrogant young man. Regardless of your strength, you will be buried by West Lake today," Gui Jianchou said coldly. "I am the chief disciple of the Ghost King, and the Ghost Gate shall not be violated!"
Lu Fan shrugged. "What's the point of all this talk? Why don't we just fight? If you can hurt me today, I'll believe what you say."
"You court death!"
Gui Jianchou suddenly took out his long flute and began to play it slowly. The flute's melody contained powerful internal energy.
As the long flute's melody echoed, the water of West Lake surged, as if a tsunami was about to occur. Under the powerful waves, Lu Fan appeared ethereal.
On the shore of West Lake, Lin Ke clenched his fist tightly, filled with worry. He had never imagined that this battle would be so perilous.
"The flute's melody contains internal energy!" Xiao Bailong exclaimed from the watchtower. "He's too cunning. That flute has likely been tampered with."
"Believe in Lord Lu, nothing will happen!"
Han Yunhai stated, "We must not lose our composure either."
Xiao Bailong nodded solemnly, his gaze fixed on West Lake, not daring to say more.
In the center of the lake, amidst the surging river, Lu Fan stood firm, not moving an inch. "If this is all the strength you possess, you will surely die today!"
Gui Jianchou sneered, "You underestimate the Ghost Gate, and you underestimate me!"
As Gui Jianchou's words fell, the flute's melody became more ethereal. With the continuous playing of the flute, the waters of West Lake surged once more, reaching heights of over ten meters.
Around West Lake, the crowd retreated, their eyes filled with fear. They had never witnessed such power, such immense skill, which truly terrified them.
Even the great figures on the watchtower stood up, looking towards the lake with expressions of astonishment.
"Is this a power that humans can wield?" Boss Chu exclaimed, his face filled with shock. "Is martial arts truly this terrifying?"
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Boss Chu swallowed, his expression filled with reverence.
Chen Pangzi and Old Man Zhao were no different. Although they were cunning in the business world, in the realm of martial arts, they felt like mere ants.
"The flute's melody contains internal energy, capable of unleashing such power. You are likely not far from becoming a Grandmaster," Lu Fan said, standing with his hands behind his back, looking at Gui Jianchou. "It's a pity the flute's melody isn't pure enough. You still haven't stepped into the Grandmaster realm."
"Even if I haven't reached the Grandmaster realm, it's enough to deal with you."
With coldness in his eyes, Gui Jianchou said indifferently, "If you kneel and beg for mercy now, I can spare your life, as long as you are willing to join the Ghost Gate!"
"What if I refuse?" Lu Fan shrugged. "How will you be able to kill me today?"
"If you refuse, I will send you to the afterlife," Gui Jianchou sneered. "I will play 'Ambush from Ten Sides' for you, so you can die with dignity!"
"'Ambush from Ten Sides'? What a grand gesture. I'd like to hear it!" Lu Fan scoffed.
"Then, as you wish!"
Gui Jianchou leaped into the air, and the long flute began to play vigorously. The melody of 'Ambush from Ten Sides' filled West Lake. As the flute's sound resonated through the sky, the waters of West Lake surged in time with the melody, each surge carrying a killing intent.
"The melody of 'Ambush from Ten Sides' is filled with a sense of grim finality!"
On the shores of West Lake, many experts exclaimed in unison. They felt as if they were personally experiencing the thrill of facing a formidable enemy. However, they dared not linger and retreated further back. The performance of 'Ambush from Ten Sides' made the entire river like sharp swords, incredibly keen.
The water struck the stone surfaces, directly slicing them in half, inspiring awe and fear.
Facing such a terrifying aura, Lu Fan stood on the water's surface. A ripple of water slowly circulated in his palm, transforming into a massive barrier that protected him. No matter how turbulent the melody was, it could not harm Lu Fan in the slightest.
Gui Jianchou frowned, continuously playing 'Ambush from Ten Sides'. Unfortunately, Lu Fan's protective barrier was impregnable. No matter how sharp the river water was, it could not penetrate the protective barrier.
"Is this all the skill you possess?" Gui Jianchou sneered. "You're just avoiding the fight!"
"If I were to strike, your head would surely fall," Lu Fan said, his hands behind his back, his expression indifferent.