Chapter 1578 Just a quick gesture

With a splash, Huo Jian fell back into the lake.

After a while, he struggled to crawl to the shore, his entire body once again soaked by the lake water. His drenched appearance, coupled with his pig-like swollen face, made him look even more pathetic.

What was most comical was a large crab clamped onto his lower abdomen, its two front claws gripping his long robe tightly, showing no intention of letting go.

Seeing this scene, everyone present couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Ye Bufan said teasingly, "I truly admire you; I never expected your every entrance to be so creative."

Huo Jian, both ashamed and enraged, grabbed the crab and, with a surge of True Qi, directly pulverized it into minced meat.

At this moment, his mind was in disarray. After everything that had just happened, how could he not see that this woman before him was a Martial Saint expert, and her cultivation was far above his own?

He just couldn't understand. Under the full cultivation of his grandfather and the entire Sect's resources, he had only just entered the Martial Saint Early Stage, which was already an extremely proud achievement.

Yet, a random woman standing opposite him was a Martial Saint, and even more powerful than him. When did Martial Saints become so worthless?

Dongfang Huizhong, however, didn't care what he was thinking. She hadn't had enough fun yet, so she stepped forward again and shouted, "Again!"

"No more, I surrender!"

Huo Jian quickly waved his hand. He had already realized that he was no match for this woman. Continuing to fight would only bring more humiliation.

"What a waste, a coward!"

Dongfang Huizhong was very disappointed. She spat disdainfully, then turned and returned to her seat to eat roasted meat.

Seeing himself despised by a woman, Huo Jian's old face burned, though thankfully, his face was already bruised and swollen, so others couldn't see the change in his expression.

There was no turning back now. If he were to slink away like this, his grandfather, if no one else, would not let him off.

Thinking of this, he shamelessly called out, "This doesn't count. You said I could choose before. I want to choose an opponent again."

Situ Dianmo looked at him with contempt, "As a grown man, can you not have some shame?"

Ye Bufan, however, smiled and waved his hand, "It doesn't matter. My word is my bond. You can choose anyone among us, and there's no limit to the number of times."

"You said that."

Huo Jian thought to himself, 'I don't believe that all dozen or so of your women can be Martial Saints.'

He scanned his gaze, looking several times.

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Finally, his gaze landed on a delicate-looking girl.

As he was searching for an opponent, everyone else met his gaze fearlessly, all eager to fight him. Only this girl kept her head down, seemingly a bit timid.

From this, he concluded that she must not be strong and was therefore feeling guilty. Thinking this, he unhesitatingly pointed, "I choose her!"

Everyone followed the direction of his finger and saw that the one Huo Jian had chosen was none other than Yi Luoxiang.

Seeing this result, everyone shook their heads. Among their group of women, the strongest were Yi Luoxiang and Leng Qingqiu.

And this Huo Jian, of all people, had chosen her. Wasn't he just asking for death?

Seeing everyone's reaction, Huo Jian felt a surge of triumph, thinking he had finally found their weakness.

"I choose her. It's a deal, no backing out."

Ye Bufan looked at him as if he were an idiot, "Of course I won't back out. I just hope you don't regret it."

Yi Luoxiang's lips curled into a mischievous smile, but it was fleeting. She then resumed a pitiful, Chu Chu-like appearance.

That expression just now was naturally something she had deliberately put on, with the aim of attracting this guy. She didn't expect him to actually fall for it.

Since leaving the Dragon King Palace and returning to normal life, Yi Luoxiang had regained her former cunning and mischievous personality, like a sly little fox, constantly playing pranks on everyone. Now, she had set her sights on Huo Jian.

She swayed her graceful figure, like a fragile little flower, stepping out from the crowd, her face showing shyness and nervousness.

Having learned from his previous brutal beating, Huo Jian no longer dared to show any contempt. His True Qi circulated, his entire body tensed, and he cautiously took up the starting stance of the Green Wood Soul Severing Palm.

"Big brother, please don't be like this, okay? I'm just a girl, I don't know any martial arts. Can you be gentle, okay? At worst, I'll just surrender later."

Hearing Yi Luoxiang's charming voice, Huo Jian felt his bones go soft, and his guard instantly flew out the window.

"Alright then, little sister, why don't you just surrender? So I don't accidentally hurt you if I hit too hard."

At this moment, Huo Jian's heart blossomed with joy. It seemed his judgment was sharp this time, and he would effortlessly win this round.

"Oh, big brother, that won't do. If I just surrender, they'll bully me when I go back. How about we just spar a little, just a very gentle touch?"

"Oh.

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Alright then, little sister. If you're not comfortable staying here in the future, then come with big brother. I promise no one will dare to bully you…"

As Huo Jian spoke, he was already plotting to abduct Yi Luoxiang. At the same time, he lightly pushed out a palm.

He was completely infatuated and truly intended to just 'touch' her and then wait for her to surrender, so this palm strike had neither power nor speed.

But after he struck this palm, Yi Luoxiang still looked somewhat fearful. She stumbled, and by a strange coincidence, she dodged the palm strike.

At the same time, her fair, tender hand pressed directly towards his chest.

"Little sister, be careful."

Seeing such a beautiful woman about to fall into his arms, Huo Jian not only didn't try to dodge much, but instead, a surge of wild joy rose in his heart. It seemed his romantic Luck was about to arrive.

Just as he extended his arms, ready to embrace his romantic Luck, Yi Luoxiang's palm had already landed on his chest, followed by a massive surge of power.

That violent force was like a mountain collapsing and a tsunami roaring, or like being hit by a speeding train. Its ferocity was no less than that of Dongfang Huizhong just now.

"Ah! I've been tricked!"

At this moment, Huo Jian finally realized he had been deceived. This was not a 'spar' at all; it was even more ferocious than his full-power strike.

He quickly and frantically circulated his True Qi, preparing to dodge, but it was too late. He was sent flying backward dozens of meters, like a cannonball, by that palm strike.

What's more, Yi Luoxiang's expression changed at this moment; she no longer had her previous delicate appearance and instantly transformed into a fierce tiger released from its cage.

With a light flash, she appeared before him. Before he could even fall, she kicked him again, sending him flying dozens of meters like a sandbag. Then, like a shadow, she followed up with another punch.

At this moment, Huo Jian was flying back and forth in mid-air. Each time, before he could even fall, he was heavily struck and sent flying again, literally becoming a human sandbag.

He wanted to counterattack, but unfortunately, he simply didn't have the ability. Although Yi Luoxiang never used her full strength and it wasn't fatal, each punch could disperse his Qi, making him completely unable to gather it.

Feeling the opponent's power, Huo Jian was truly going crazy. This was another Martial Saint expert.

He just randomly called out someone, and they were a Martial Saint, and their cultivation was even above his. Was his Luck just bad? Or had Martial Saints become worthless now?

(This chapter is an extra update for National Day, an extra update for the Alliance Master Big Boss 'Fat Cat Rolling Around', and an extra update for my supportive readers!)