Chapter 163: Your Greatest Rival

"Excuse me" The man smiled as he cut into the space before Lu Zheng.

The man's smile evaporated as he felt a pair of hands lift him before tossing him many metres to the side.

"This…" The man was stunned as he landed on his buttocks. His clothes were already rough from the encounter.

"Hey, isn't that Su Clan's Su Haoran?" One man from the queue was quick to notice the man on the ground.

"Oh my word! It is him! What is he doing on the ground?" A female exclaimed in shock.

The man that was referred to as Su Haoran was a human from the Pridal Flower State of the Sovereign of Thirteen States. He was dressed in scholarly uniform and had twin sabres sheathed by his waist. He was also very handsome.

"Hmph!" Su Haoran was enraged. How dare a random person toss him like that?!

"I said, excuse me!" Su Haoran was stubborn as he forced himself into the space before Lu Zheng.

Lu Zheng was unyielding as he grabbed the man and tossed him to the side again. He did not even spare him a glance.

"Again!" Su Haoran was stunned. Despite the fact that he was prepared, Lu Zheng had still tossed him and this time, the distance was large.

"Who is this man?" A man from the queue asked randomly.

"I don't know. He must be a strength path expert. Did you see how he tossed Su Haoran like a sack of potatoes?"

"And he's an Acquisition realm expert…"

"…."

Su Haoran's ears turned red from embarrassment as people conversed about how Lu Zheng tossed him. In a fit of anger, he unsheathed his sabres and stared at Lu Zheng: "You want to fight?!"

Suddenly, a man appeared from the void behind Su Haoran and held his shoulder: "Fighting is not allowed here. Wait till you enter the Battle Arena, Su Haoran"

The man simply held Su Haoran by the shoulder but Su Haoran felt his resolve weaken and all his battle intent dissolve into nothingness. It was like someone poured a cold bucket of water on him.

"Hmm" Su Haoran nodded as he gazed at Lu Zheng. His Sea of Consciousness swept past everyone on the queue before landing on the latter.

"This…!" Su Haoran was stunned. When he probed Lu Zheng with his Sea of Consciousness, it was like he was staring at empty space, like the man wasn't even there.

"What is your name?" Su Haoran asked.

Lu Zheng finally gazed at the man he had thrown twice for the first time before smiling: "Lu Zheng"

"Lu Zheng" Su Haoran nodded. "I am Su Haoran. From now on, consider me as your greatest rival"

Lu Zheng chuckled: "Alright, Su Haoran"

Su Haoran nodded like he had just accomplished something as he walked to the far end of the queue. His roughened clothes seemed to turn back to normal.

The man that had simply appeared from nowhere shook his head as he mumbled some words before disappearing. It was like he couldn't care less about Su Haoran and Lu Zheng.

…..

Lu Zheng sat in a simple room as he stared at the black wristband he wore. The wristband contained information about the Battle Arena's tournament and battles.

"So to enter the Gate of Life and Death, I must have at least twenty thousand Battle Points" Lu Zheng sighed as his soul consciousness entered the wristband.

A single win would reward a thousand Battle Points at best. That meant that Lu Zheng was two hundred matches away from reviving Houyan Meili.

"But if I have more than a five match winning streak, my Battle Points will increase exponentially" Lu Zheng thought as a wave of battle intent filled him.

The weakest martial practitioners in the Battle Arena were at the peak of Void Passage realm. Lu Zheng's cultivation base was firmly stuck at the second tier of Void Passage realm.

Even so, he did not have an iota of fear in him. If he wanted to reach the peak of cultivation and exact his revenge on Long Aotian, such scenarios were to become his daily bread and butter.

"Besides, I have a fragment of the Philosopher's Stone. My cultivation is sure to increase rapidly" Lu Zheng smiled as he held up a large white rock.