The Post Sky Tipping Era
Chapter 78 - 64 Practice_2

Chapter 78: Chapter 64 Practice_2

Because in Training Area Number Two, Lu Yue’s combat skills were very strong, ranking among the top. Even as an instructor, he was no match.

However, Lu Yue was too ruthless, offending many cultivators. Many wanted to teach him a lesson, but none could defeat him. The outcome always ended up like before, with broken limbs.

"Is there anyone today who wants to spar with me? If so, come over; I’m waiting right here," Lu Yue then shouted across the entire training field.

The other cultivators training couldn’t help but glance over.

"Lu Yue, don’t be too arrogant. Give me seven more days of training, and I’ll come to spar with you," a cultivator responded with a cold face.

"Good, then I’ll wait for you for seven days," Lu Yue grunted heavily, "I hope you won’t disappoint me then."

"Lu Yue, you’re looking for someone to spar with, right? I’m in."

At this moment, another cultivator walked over with large strides. This person was young, around twenty-five years old, with a determined gaze and a muscular body, his hands also wrapped in bandages, clearly a skilled combatant as well.

"Chen Hao? Is that you?" Lu Yue’s eyes lit up, "Great, I’ve been waiting for you for a long time. I’ve heard before that you are a combat expert. I didn’t expect to meet you here at the training base. Come on, let’s have a spar and see who is stronger."

"Just sparring seems boring, how about we make a bet?" Chen Hao stepped into the training ring, looking at the slightly taller Lu Yue and said coldly.

Lu Yue broke into a grin, "Fine, you say, how shall we bet?"

"Two million per match," Chen Hao immediately said.

"Two million it is, I agree," Lu Yue accepted without any hesitation.

"If that’s the case, what are we waiting for? Let’s start. I still have to train later, and I don’t want to waste too much time."

Chen Hao adjusted his breathing at this moment, he raised his arms, clenched his fists, and prepared himself.

"So cocky, I like that," Lu Yue laughed, and his burly frame suddenly tensed.

The ground shook.

Lu Yue immediately closed in for an attack, lifting a punch like a cannonball, powerful and swift. Such force would break several bones of any cultivator if it landed.

But Chen Hao was no simple foe; he swiftly blocked the punch with his elbow, then counterattacked with a punch of his own, quick and tricky, aimed directly at Lu Yue’s chest.

Lu Yue’s pupils contracted, and he quickly turned to defend, barely blocking the punch.

But just as he steadied himself, Chen Hao attacked again.

At this moment, Lu Yue dared not be careless. He continued to defend and took the opportunity to counterattack.

The two fought together, employing various techniques. The clash of strength and skill, a contest of reaction and experience, the cultivators at the Spirit Medium Realm brought the world of combat to an extremely high level, dazzling the onlookers.

"Lu Yue has met his match; the two are equally matched. Who is this Chen Hao? I haven’t heard of him before," the other cultivators immediately started discussing.

"Chen Hao is an external combatant transferred from another region, with extremely strong close combat abilities, a well-known combat expert. He can take on three opponents of the same level by himself," someone who recognized Chen Hao spoke up.

"What do you think, who will win?"

"Probably Chen Hao, he has rich practical experience, having been on over a dozen missions and having fought and overcome several criminals personally. Lu Yue is formidable, but he doesn’t have as much experience as Chen Hao."

The instructor, Li Shudi, stood by with a stern face, saying nothing.

Although he hoped Chen Hao would teach Lu Yue a lesson, he could see that Chen Hao was no match.

Because Lu Yue had stronger resistance to hits than Chen Hao and his punches were powerful and heavy. A single hit would bring Chen Hao down, and Lu Yue was smart in defending primarily against Chen Hao’s attacks, not letting Chen Hao’s combat skills come into play.

As expected.

The fight, after a stalemate, turned just as Li Shudi had predicted.

"Bang!"

Lu Yue had been on the defensive for a while but found an opportunity, and with a stunningly powerful punch, instantly hit Chen Hao in the head.

Chen Hao, who had been holding an advantage, immediately fell heavily to the ground, blood spurting from his mouth and nose.

"You lost," Lu Yue panted, cracking a smile, extremely excited.

He relished the close combat and enjoyed the sensation of crushing his opponents, which was addictive.

"Damn it," Chen Hao struggled to stand up, but dizziness overwhelmed him, and he fell again before he could get up.

Clearly, Lu Yue hadn’t held back; that punch had severely injured him, and he would likely need about ten days to recover.

"Chen Hao, are you alright?" Another cultivator hurried over and helped Chen Hao up.

"I’m fine, not going to die, outmatched and I accept it; let’s go," Chen Hao spat out a mouthful of blood.

Seeing that Chen Hao was leaving, Lu Yue didn’t forget to remind him, "Remember our bet."

"Don’t worry, the 2 million will be transferred to you," Chen Hao said through clenched teeth.

Lu Yue laughed out loud, "Fellow colleagues, anyone else want to spar with me? Welcome to try—win, and I’ll directly give you the 2 million from Chen Hao. Don’t be shy."

Defeating another formidable opponent had made him somewhat arrogant, and he began to boast.

However, after Chen Hao’s loss, no one responded or dared to challenge Lu Yue.

Though Lu Yue was appearing quite arrogant now, everyone had to admit he indeed possessed great skill and fighting technique—challenging him would likely end in defeat.

"Liu Yu, how about sparring with me? You lost to me last time; don’t you want to win it back?" At that moment, Lu Yue even began calling people out by name.

The cultivator called Liu Yu’s expression darkened. He didn’t respond; his leg was still aching, and though he wished to harshly teach Lu Yue a lesson, he didn’t have the strength.

"Zhang Jikai, I remember you’ve made significant progress recently, why not spar with me and test yourself?" Lu Yue said with a teasing smile.

A cultivator named Zhang Jikai also remained silent, having no confidence in winning.

"Hey, who are you? You seem very unfamiliar; are you new here? Why not come up and play a bit? I can show you some fighting tips; it’ll be invaluable," Lu Yue suddenly noticed Li Yi standing not far away and greeted him.

"Me?" Li Yi pointed at himself.

"Yes, you," Lu Yue said.

Li Yi said, "I’d better not, my punches are rather heavy, it can get dangerous, so I’d rather not spar."

Although it was meant as a refusal, to Lu Yue, it sounded somewhat provocative. He grinned, "The newcomer’s bold! You say your punches are heavy? Words alone won’t cut it; you have to prove it."

At that moment, everyone’s eyes immediately focused on Li Yi, as if he was about to become the next victim.

"Lu Yue, that’s enough, no more stirring up trouble. Everyone here is from the investigation bureau; if you injure them, how will we have enough people for missions? Leave this place," the instructor Li Shudi sternly chided, not wanting Lu Yue, the troublemaker, to disrupt the proper training environment.

"The training area’s sparring is legal and reasonable. Instructor, don’t meddle," Lu Yue retorted, not giving the instructor any face, his gaze still fixed on Li Yi.

"Newbie, what’s your name?"

"Li Yi."

"Li Yi? Good, come here, let me see how heavy your punches really are," Lu Yue said in a somewhat commanding tone.

"Don’t get provoked; you’re not his match. One sparring session might leave you with broken limbs and you’ll need days to recover, interfering with your training. You don’t need to pay him any attention; although he’s a bit mouthy, he won’t dare do anything serious. If he really attacks you privately, he’d have to leave the investigation bureau," instructor Li Shudi said, pressing down on Li Yi’s shoulder, worried that the young man might not withstand the provocation and would impulsively agree.

Seeing that Li Yi remained unresponsive, Lu Yue felt bored: "If you’re scared, forget it. I’ll just find someone else to spar with, but it’s a shame not getting to see your so-called heavy punches."