Chapter 595 White-Haired Demon

However, Luo Yang, who had True Qi and knew Shadow Fist, was not someone ordinary Martial Artists could compare with.

Seeing Luo Yang energetic, the two village beauties smiled in relief.

They both reached out to tidy up his shirt.

The three of them had been close together previously, causing each other's shirts to become somewhat disheveled.

Luo Yang glanced down again, and couldn't help but shiver with excitement.

The two beautiful women didn't know he could see through others' bodies; otherwise, they would have been embarrassed enough to run all the way to their grandmother's house.

"Cowboy, I am wearing clothes," Sister Guihua joked.

"Sister Guihua, I am thinking …"

As he spoke, Luo Yang was too embarrassed to continue.

The excuse about thinking had been overused by Luo Yang.

The beauties had also grown tired of hearing it.

Without waiting for Luo Yang to finish, Tang Guihua and An Yuying both smiled faintly.

Luo Yang laughed awkwardly, "I really am daydreaming."

This excuse made the two village beauties smile seductively, not believing his words at all.

From the glowing look in his eyes, it was clear his mind was filled with fantasies.

"You better go back and prepare, think about how you can win," Sister Guihua said with concern.

"Cowboy, go for it," Yuying said sweetly.

Luo Yang's heart warmed, and he lightly pecked the red lips of the two village beauties.

"Sister An, Sister Guihua, you guys go back and have a nap, I'll go take a walk by the arena," Luo Yang said, gently caressing their soft backs.

This time, both village beauties were very obedient.

Unexpectedly, Tang Guihua took the initiative to peck Luo Yang's cheek first.

Seeing this, An Yuying shyly kissed the other side of Luo Yang's face too.

They genuinely hoped he would win the martial arts contest.

Luo Yang hugged them tightly again, earnestly pecking their red lips before letting them return to Sister Piao's house.

"Sister An, Sister Guihua, tell Sister Piao for me, I won't come back for tea," Luo Yang waved goodbye.

Last night, Lang Yifeng chose the large grass field at the end of the village to set up the arena.

If people came to watch the battle, there would be space to either stand or sit.

Luo Yang walked there and inspected the arena made of wooden planks and bamboo.

He shook it gently with his hand; it was quite sturdy.

The arena was about one meter high, squarely shaped, and roughly 9 square meters, enough for two people to fight on.

The wooden planks were 3 centimeters thick, which was enough to support the weight of two ordinary men.

However, with Luo Yang and Qi Dongqiu fighting on it, they could easily shatter the wooden planks.

Even if the planks were 5 centimeters thick, there was still a chance they could be broken by their leg techniques.

Normally, using half his power, Luo Yang would be able to break the wooden planks.

If he used Shadowless Kick, a kick would easily damage the planks.

In other words, this makeshift arena could only serve as a ceremonial ground for Luo Yang and Qi Dongqiu's pre-fight rituals.

Once the fight started, they would probably have to compete on the grass.

Seeing that Qi Xiangtian and others were about to arrive at Hongyun Brigade, Luo Yang called Zhu Li to inform her about the duel.

Previously, Luo Yang didn't want to alarm too many friends and intended to keep the duel low-key.

Now, thinking about the possibility of losing, he had to plan an escape route for Hong Jiaxin.

Inviting Zhu Li was to facilitate Hong Jiaxin's quick departure from Hongyun Brigade.

Zhu Li was curious upon hearing that Luo Yang was going to duel again.

Hearing the lack of excitement in Luo Yang's voice, Zhu Li sensed that this duel was no small matter.

After ending the call, Zhu Li immediately drove over.

In the call, Luo Yang first entrusted Hong Jiaxin to Zhu Li, telling her to take good care of Hong Jiaxin if something happened to him.

Luo Yang had promised Hong Zhong that he would protect his precious daughter well.

But Luo Yang was still human after all and couldn't control everything as he wished.

Facing the enormous challenge that lay before him, Luo Yang might very well lose his life.

In order to protect Hong Jiaxin as much as possible, Luo Yang would utilize all available resources to complete the mission.

As Luo Yang walked back, villagers who encountered him would ask if the martial arts competition would indeed take place in the village that afternoon.

Luo Yang gave a confirmatory answer.

Soon enough, villagers began to arrive early at the venue, bringing small stools and various snacks as though they were going to watch a movie.

Luo Yang had not yet reached Qin Piao's house when he received another call from Qi Xiangtian.

Once the call connected, Qi Xiangtian spoke coldly, "We have reached the crossroads. Which way do we go?"

Luo Yang responded indifferently, "Wait there, I'll have someone bring you inside."

Immediately after, Luo Yang called Lang Yifeng to drive out and escort Qi Xiangtian and his group into the village.

What was supposed to be only three or four cars...

...turned out to be about a dozen vehicles, including several sports cars like Ferraris and almost exclusively Land Rovers among the rest.

Among the newcomers, there were quite a few disciples from the Ying Zhao Yan Xing Sect, and many from Wang Yunxiong's group as well.

Wang Yunxiong was there; he wanted to witness Luo Yang being beaten to death.

Zhu Li and others arrived soon too, with both sides' forces numbering in the hundreds, each clearly divided on either side.

People from nearby villages also ran to watch the excitement; this was an undisputed high-quality martial competition.

The first time he saw Qi Dongqiu, Luo Yang found his gaze somewhat frightening.

Ordinary people's eyes, no matter how ferocious, lose their intimidating power if you don't look at them.

But Qi Dongqiu's eyes were like two deep abysses, dark and seemingly harboring a mysterious force that caught people's attention and stuck to them.

Qi Dongqiu wasn't very tall, just a little over 1.7 meters, similar to his son, and was quite lean, yet seemed as tough as steel, giving off an impressively resilient vibe.

The only difference was that Qi Dongqiu's hair was all white, which was striking.

At his age, it wasn't yet time for a full head of silver hair.

Upon meeting, there was little pleasantries exchanged.

They first drafted a life-and-death contract, in duplicate.

The contract contained just one clause: In case of injury or death during the fight, no responsibility shall be pursued against the other party, as this is a meeting in combat.

Both sides signed their names on the contract and also pressed their thumbprints.

Since there was no official referee, Qi Xiangtian temporarily took on the role and announced the rules of the fight.

Frankly, there were no rules.

Any technique could be used, and the fight would continue until one party conceded or was beaten to death; whoever survived would be declared the victor.

After the fight rules were announced, Luo Yang and Qi Dongqiu entered the ring.

Both appeared dashing, not needing a running start but leisurely walking up to the side of the ring and lightly leaping onto it.

The audience clapped for both sides.

It wasn't until he was on the ring that Luo Yang suddenly saw Qi Dongqiu seemingly merged with a mass of black smoke.

Ever since he had cultivated the "Soul Sutra," Luo Yang had essentially opened the Heavenly Eye.

He could see things that ordinary people couldn't.

Qi Dongqiu was enveloped in black smoke that didn't seem to emanate from his body but rather just overlapped with it.

From the carefree demeanor of the surrounding spectators, Luo Yang could tell that they hadn't noticed anything unusual about Qi Dongqiu.

Otherwise, there would have been an uproar.

In the crowd, however, Luo Yang did spot Zhang Jing, Grandma Liu, and Little Huizi.

These three mysterious guests looked utterly surprised.

Luo Yang was certain that they could see the black smoke around Qi Dongqiu.

"Today, not only will a victor be decided, but also life and death!" Qi Dongqiu said as he clasped his hands in salute.