C36 Body Practitioner(2)

Lee Zhuohua slowly put away the smile on his face and turned around to face Dung Tianzuo.

At this moment, Dung Tianzuo was also looking at him. Although he was very vigilant, Dung Tianzuo's eyes were faintly burning. He felt that an opponent like Lee Zhuohua was more suitable for him.

"It's our turn now," Dung Tianzuo grinned.

"You've just finished a match. Do you want me to let you rest for a while, or else you won't be satisfied even if you lose?" Lee Zhuohua teased.

When Dung Tianzuo saw that Lee Zhuohua still had a casual attitude even at this moment, his expression became unhappy.

"Humph! It's just three trash. Just now was just a warm-up, it can't even be considered a battle." Dung Tianzuo said with a cold snort.

When the three people below the stage heard Dung Tianzuo's mocking words, their faces froze and anger surfaced in their eyes. However, when they thought about the scene of the battle just now, the three of them couldn't help but sigh. After all, their skills were inferior.

Lee Zhuohua only curled his lips and did not comment on Dung Tianzuo's arrogant words.

"In that case, don't blame me if you lose. I won't show any mercy." After Lee Zhuohua finished speaking, he moved his feet and quickly rushed towards Dung Tianzuo.

"Humph!" When Dung Tianzuo saw this, he snorted coldly. He had been on guard against Lee Zhuohua's sudden attack.

Lee Zhuohua's figure was like a ghost. He moved to the left and right and disappeared without a trace. When Dung Tianzuo saw that Lee Zhuohua's figure had disappeared, he frowned. Suddenly, he reacted and shouted in a low voice, "He's behind."

Dung Tianzuo suddenly turned his body around and punched out with his right arm, which was wrapped in red lotus aura.

Sure enough, Lee Zhuohua had appeared behind him out of nowhere and wanted to attack him from behind, but Dung Tianzuo reacted in time and blocked his attack with a punch.

"The same trick doesn't work on me." Dung Tianzuo said in a proud tone as he intercepted Lee Zhuohua.

Lee Zhuohua, who had been intercepted by Dung Tianzuo, was also a little surprised at this moment, but it was only an accident. He said with a faint smile: "Oh? Is that so?"

Dung Tianzuo, who did not understand what Lee Zhuohua meant, was about to open his mouth, but he suddenly felt that the punch he exchanged with Lee Zhuohua had a fierce internal force spreading along Lee Zhuohua's fist to his arm.

The red lotus gas around his arm could not stop the force.

"You!" Dong Tian only had time to shout out in shock before his body was sent flying backward uncontrollably, his eyes filled with shock.

Lee Zhuohua slowly retracted his right arm and looked at Dung Tianzuo, who was flying backwards, with a smile that was not a smile, and said, "What did you say just now? I didn't hear it clearly. Can you say it again?"

When the spectators below the arena saw that Lee Zhuohua had sent Dung Tianzuo flying with just a single strike, they immediately started discussing.

"So strong, he was able to knock Dung Tianzuo back with a single strike?" Someone said uncertainly.

"Dung Tianzuo was able to fight one against three, but why did Lee Zhuohua become so weak?" Someone said.

Even the three who had just been defeated by Dung Tianzuo were stunned for a moment when they saw this scene, especially the girl called Lui Jingqiu. At this moment, her mouth was slightly open as she looked at Lee Zhuohua who was on the arena. There seemed to be little stars in her eyes.

In the main audience, the faces of those watching the battle were grim.

Yuh Guangcheng frowned and said, "What do you think?"

In the face of Yuh Guangcheng's question, both Chiang Peisheng and Duanzheng Shangxian shook their heads, indicating that they couldn't see clearly.

Yuh Guangcheng turned his gaze to Lian Nichang, who was standing beside him. "Nishang, do you see anything?"

Seeing that Yuh Guangcheng was asking her a question, Lian Nichang thought for a while and said, "This Lee Zhuohua's strength is a little strange. Logically speaking, although Dung Tianzuo, who is always accompanied by the Red Lotus Gang Qi, is not at the real level of the Gang Stage, he still has the strength to fight against a cultivator at the middle stage of the Condensing Origin Stage."

Lian Nichang paused before continuing, "But just now, I didn't sense any aura from Lee Zhuohua's body or the fluctuation of Yuang at all. It was as if he had thrown that punch with his physical strength."

At this point, even Lian Nichang herself felt that it was a bit inconceivable, let alone Duanzheng Shangjun and Chiang Peisheng.

"How can the strength of the body be cultivated to such a level?" Chiang Peisheng asked with a solemn expression. At this moment, he thought about the matter of the back hall of the Chiang Family that day. If Lee Zhuohua had purely relied on his physical strength that day, then the degree of terror of Lee Zhuohua was not something he could imagine.

Yuh Guangcheng's eyes were focused on Lee Zhuohua, who was standing in the arena. At this time, he said: "Rumor has it that outside of Ancient Sun Realm, some people focus on the cultivation of their physical strength, and those people are called Body Cultivators. It is said that these Body Cultivators do not cultivate. Even if they have condensed Yuang, it is still used to strengthen their bodies, which is different from our cultivation methods."

"Does that mean Lee Zhuohua is a body practitioner?" Duanzheng Shangxian guessed.

Lee Zhuohua's performance just now had caught the attention of Yuh Guangcheng and the others, causing them to mistakenly think that Lee Zhuohua was a body cultivator. This was really a bit of a coincidence.

His gaze returned to the arena on the drill ground.

Dung Tianzuo, who had fallen to the ground, looked at Lee Zhuohua, who had a faint smile on his face, and his expression slowly became ferocious. He felt that Lee Zhuohua was playing with him, but he also couldn't understand where Lee Zhuohua's strength came from. Even his Red Lotus Air couldn't do anything to him.