C37 Lu Chao's Killing Intent!

"Fatty Qian, my stomach hurts! Why don't you say that you want to give birth?"

"Fatty Qian, do you want to leave after winning the money?"

"Fatty Qian, you must bet on this game today!"

"Don't talk nonsense with me, quickly open the game!"

"If you don't open the game, don't even think about leaving!"

The crowd was in an uproar. They had won the money and wanted to leave. How could there be such a cheap thing in the world? However, what was strange was that although the outer sect disciples were shouting and cursing, they only wanted to curse Qian Baiwan's ancestors. However, no one dared to block Qian Baiwan's way. Wherever Qian Baiwan went, the outer sect disciples who surrounded him would retreat.

Although Qian Baiwan looked honest and harmless, as the richest man in Lingyun Peak, how could he be as honest as he seemed? If he did not have some terrifying methods, he would have been killed long ago. It was said that he had a heavenly background and was closely related to several big bosses of the sect. Not to mention ordinary outer sect disciples, even the five great managers of the outer sect did not dare to offend him!

"Damn Fatty Qian!" Looking at Qian Baiwan who was gradually leaving, Lu Chao slowly clenched his fists. A deep coldness flashed across his handsome face. Ten Spirit Stones was almost half of his savings. How could he let him go just like that? He twisted his waist and was about to stop Qian Baiwan. However, just as he was about to move, a hint of hesitation flashed across Lu Chao's deep eyes. Fatty Qian was someone that even his master, Yun Feiyang, had to be wary of. Was it really worth it to completely lose face for ten Spirit Stones?

After Lu Chao hesitated for a while, Qian Baiwan ran away with his hands covering his stomach, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

"My five hundred taels, damn Fatty Qian, don't let me see you again!"

"Fatty Qian, just you wait, I won't let you off!"

"Fatty Qian!"

"Damn Fatty, don't let me see you again, otherwise, I'll beat you up every time I see you!"

In an instant, the entire arena exploded with angry curses. If the sound could kill, Qian Baiwan would have been torn into pieces by the crowd.

"Damn it!" He cursed in the direction where Qian Baiwan disappeared. Lu Chao turned his gaze and focused on the arena once again, "Lei Yun, you must not let him off!"

Lu Chao's face was terrifyingly dark. If it wasn't for this brat, how could he have lost? At this moment, Yang Fann had undoubtedly become the best outlet for his anger!

"Don't worry, Brother Lu, I will definitely let this brat have a taste of what it means to be unable to live and die!" Lei Yun's face was sinister, like a ghost descending to the world. It was this brat who crippled Second Brother and made him unable to cultivate the martial arts for life. It was also this brat who made him lose so much that his accumulated wealth had turned into water. This hatred was irreconcilable, and even if he used all the water in the world, it would still be difficult to wash away the hatred!

The incomparably violent killing intent surged out from Lei Yun's body like a raging river, and the aura around his body rose steadily. His bones were ruthless, and the roar of a tiger and a leopard could be heard incessantly! In all directions, a gale swept across, and dust filled the sky!

Yang Fan was like a lone boat in the vast ocean, drifting about at any moment, with the possibility of being destroyed at any moment!

"Junior Brother Yang, why are you so stubborn! Can it be that it's really that difficult to endure?" Manniu's face darkened. The road of martial arts was about bravery and diligence, but sometimes, one had to learn to endure. It was easy to break when one knew that it was impossible to win. It was not bravery, but stupidity!

"Die! Swift Wind Kick!"

With a cold shout, Lei Yun took the initiative to attack. His kick was extremely simple, but it was as fast as the wind. In less than a breath's time, it had already crossed a hundred feet and was about to strike Yang Fann!

"What a terrifying strength! What a fast speed!"

Below the arena, countless outer sect disciples were shocked. Lei Yun was Lei Yun, and Ke Yun was far from being his match. The Swift Wind Kick was simply the limit of speed. Most of the outer sect disciples were unable to react in time and were heavily injured by his kick!

"Is this the strength of the outer sect's top hundred disciples? How terrifying!" Qin Feng and the other new disciples were even more shocked.

At this moment.

"What a good Swift Wind Kick, Lei Yun, you can also take a move from me, Wild Bull Mountain Opening Fist!" Yang Fann did not show any weakness. The sound of thunder rolled out from his body and shook the surroundings. The strength of his entire body surged together. In a trance, it was as if an ancient Maniu was roaring towards the sky!

"He's still using the basic martial skill, Wild Bull Pulse Opening Fist. He still has some of his strength left. Is this brat stupid?" Many outer sect disciples below the stage frowned.

"You guys are thinking too much. He is not conserving his strength, but he doesn't know the Yellow Level Martial Skill at all. Don't forget, he is a newcomer who just advanced!"

"Yeah, he is still a newcomer who just advanced!" Countless outer sect disciples shook their heads and smiled bitterly. Bitterness rose in their hearts. Everyone had almost forgotten that he had just advanced yesterday!

In the blink of an eye!

The fists and feet collided, causing the ground to collapse and the stone slabs on the stage to fly up and explode into pieces.

The dust and smoke filled the air, completely enveloping the two of them!

"Who won?"

The outer sect disciples below the stage all stretched out their necks and looked forward.

After three breaths, the dust and smoke dispersed. On the stage, Yang Fann and Lei Yun stood opposite each other. It was as if the two of them had not exchanged blows before. However, upon closer inspection, it was not difficult to notice that Lei Yun's face had become somewhat pale. His right leg was trembling slightly, as if it was cramping. On the other hand, Yang Fann did not seem to have any changes at all!

"Is Yang Fann the one who has the upper hand? How is this possible!" Many outer sect disciples rubbed their eyes in disbelief. This was completely different from what they had imagined. Shouldn't Lei Yun have dominated Yang Fann?

"Yang Fann, I've underestimated you again!" Sima Yun's body trembled, and a trace of admiration welled up in his heart. If it were him, under Lei Yun's thunderous kick, even if he did not die, he would have been severely injured!

"This is the power of the Transformation Stage Wild Bull Pulse Opening Fist?" Lu Chao's face slightly congealed. This punch was enough to push Yang Fann into the first-rate experts of Outer Sect. There were not many people in Lingyun Peak who could take this attack of Yang Fann. "Since he has such strength just at the Beginning, if he is given some more time, how would he be?" In an instant, Lu Chao's eyes flashed with a terrifying killing intent. Since he had already offended such a monster, then he could only kill it when it was still in its budding stage. Otherwise, it would definitely become a great threat to him!

With a flash of killing intent, Lu Chao immediately rushed towards Lei Yun who was on the stage and urged, "Junior Brother Lei! Come at me! Send this brat to hell!"