Chapter 8 Sword Qi Like a Rainbow

Questions echoed in the hall, deafening.

For a moment, Dou Changhe's momentum was at its peak, completely suppressing Lu Yu's momentum.

Even the people around him were shocked by his momentum.

"This Dou Changhe, what a strong aura!"

"It's no wonder that he was tempered in the iron and blood of Yushan. His cultivation is not a bit of water."

"How could a local tyrant who ruled a region surrender easily?"

"I have said it before, Dou Changhe will definitely teach the young master a good lesson..."

...

"What, are you speechless?"

Dou Changhe looked at Lu Yu with contempt.

"Tonight's meeting was originally a farce. As long as you admit that you are wrong and admit that you have no ability to lead the third house, I will not pursue this matter anymore."

"From now on, you will be your Xiaoyao Young Master. We will manage the affairs in our hands and everyone will do their own job, just like before."

"Otherwise... this is your fate!"

Dou Changhe slapped a round table beside him.

The table did not break, but like tofu, his palm sank into it.

Everyone took a breath of cold air.

Even Lu Tiannan and the other three who were sitting on the side looked sideways.

If he slapped the table into pieces with one palm, it would only mean that he had brute force, but he sank his palm into the tabletop without damaging it. Such palm power can only be described as superb.

Dou Changhe showed this hand, and the whole hall fell silent for a while.

Just when everyone thought that the situation was set and Lu Yu had to surrender, Lu Yu chuckled.

"Uncle Dou, this move is really powerful, but I am not speechless."

"You asked so many questions at once, which one do you want me to answer? Besides, even if I answer you, you won't believe me, right?"

"So, let me answer your questions with the sword in my hand!"

Lu Yu raised the Feihong Sword in his hand.

The whole audience was stunned.

No one expected that Lu Yu would have the courage to challenge Dou Changhe in such a situation of complete strength crushing. Isn't this courting death?

Dou Changhe didn't expect Lu Yu to do such a thing, and couldn't help laughing in anger.

"Okay, okay..."

"You are only at the fifth level of the physical realm, but you have the courage to challenge me. I think you won't cry until you see the coffin!"

"Is it the Feihong Sword of the Third Master that gives you the courage? Then let me see how much of the Third Master's style you can bring out!"

"Draw your sword! I won't bully you. We only compare moves, not cultivation."

Everyone was stunned again.

You know, the Feihong Sword in Lu Yu's hand is a powerful divine weapon. If they don't use cultivation and only compare moves, then Lu Yu will undoubtedly have the upper hand.

Unless... Dou Changhe has been convinced in his heart that Lu Yu can't drive the Feihong Sword at all.

But who knows, Lu Yu's reaction is also beyond everyone's expectations again.

"No, you should use cultivation!"

"In recent days, all these things have made me understand a truth, that in this world, the strong are respected and strength is supreme!"

"So no matter how strong you are, just use your strength!"

"I will defeat you within twenty moves, because in your condition, it is not suitable to fight more than twenty moves."

The whole audience was in an uproar.

Twenty moves?

A fifth-level physical realm, against a person with strength close to the true essence realm, actually boasted that he would defeat the opponent within twenty moves.

Why?

Just because he was holding the Feihong Sword?

Someone couldn't help but curl his lips immediately.

This is impossible!

Even with the advantage of the Feihong Sword, it is impossible!

But strangely, Dou Changhe's face changed color when he heard this, but he quickly calmed down and said coldly: "Master Yu, aren't you afraid that the wind will flick your tongue?"

Lu Yu stood proudly on the spot.

"Try it and you will know."

Clang——

The Feihong Sword was unsheathed, shining with cold light.

"Ah..."

There was a low cry from the crowd.

All the doubts and speculations were broken at this moment. The young master of the third room could really drive the Feihong Sword.

A sword stabbed out.

The sword light split into two, stabbing at Dou Changhe's neck and abdomen.

It was the basic sword technique of the Lu family-a move in the Swift Sword Technique: Labor and Swallow Flying Apart.

Although Lu Yu performed this move very well, it was only mediocre when used to deal with a master like Dou Changhe.

Just when everyone thought that this move would definitely fail, Lu Yu shook his wrist, and the tip of the sword suddenly became erratic. The sword light split into two again, and two more sword lights stabbed Dou Changhe's arms respectively.

One sword splits the light into four!

Everyone was amazed.

Ordinary people can only split the light into two with one sword, but Lu Yu can split the light into four with one sword.

With such a high level of swordsmanship, no wonder he dares to be so arrogant, it turns out that he still has some capital for arrogance.

"Good swordsmanship!"

Dou Changhe exclaimed, but his face was calm.

He waved his hand, and a strong palm wind swept out, not only blocking Lu Yu's attack of splitting the light into four with one sword, but also cutting towards Lu Yu's face.

According to the palm power Dou Changhe showed just now, if Lu Yu was swept by this, he would be disfigured on the spot.

Lu Yu remained calm in the face of danger, and shook his wrist again, and the sword force suddenly became wide and wide.

The moon splashed into the galaxy!

A river of spring water!

Flying stars convey hatred!

The sword in Lu Yu's hand was continuous and rolling, and the various connections in it made people dazzled.

Dou Changhe had completely lost his contempt and showed a solemn look on his face.

The people around him were also dumbfounded.

This... seems to be Lu Yu's upper hand?

Seven moves.

Eight moves.

Nine moves.

The situation remained unchanged. The Feihong Sword in Lu Yu's hand flew up and down, and the sword shadows in the field covered Dou Changhe.

Fifteen moves.

Sixteen moves.

Seventeen moves.

Dou Changhe's situation looked worse and worse.

Until the eighteenth move, Lu Yu performed three consecutive moves of Tianxing Sword Technique in one go.

The stars moved!

The stars twinkled!

The sparks set the prairie on fire!

Dou Changhe finally couldn't hold on and was knocked to the ground.

The whole audience was dead silent.

No one could have imagined that it would be such an ending.

Even Lu Yuanshan and others who stood on Lu Yu's side did not expect that Lu Yu could actually defeat Dou Changhe, and it was really within twenty moves.

Lu Yu returned the sword to the sheath.

"Uncle Dou, thank you."

"How do you think I have used my father's Feihong Sword?"

Dou Changhe's eyes were full of shock.

"How did you... tell that I was injured?"

It turned out that Dou Changhe had been suffering from hidden injuries, and in the battle just now, all the sword moves Lu Yu used were aimed at his weaknesses caused by his injuries, making him unable to fight back.

Even his most trusted subordinates did not know that he was injured, so how did Lu Yu know?

Lu Yu smiled slightly.

"From the moment Uncle Dou entered the room, I could see that you were injured."

"And this injury is on the heart meridian, which cannot be easily recovered."

"I inherited a set of healing methods from my father. If Uncle Dou is still my third wife, I can cure this injury for Uncle Dou."

"Otherwise, if this injury is not cured, Uncle Dou may stop at the half-step true essence in this life."

Dou Changhe was stunned.

After a while, his body trembled slightly and knelt down, and his tone became very excited.

"Dou Changhe greets the young master. From now on, he is willing to serve the young master like a dog and a horse. If I don't obey, I will die without a burial place!"

Behind him, a hundred black armor guards also knelt down in unison.

In unison, with a mighty momentum.

Lu Yu held Feihong in his hand and stood out.

Seeing this situation, the stewards looked at each other...

Even Dou Changhe, who was the most powerful, surrendered. If they continued to resist, what was the difference between that and seeking death?

They all knelt down and swore allegiance.

There were only three people in the whole place, still standing there.

At this time, the three people were embarrassed.

Lu Yu turned to face the three people.

"The three uncles came to teach me in person today. I have made a note of it. I will definitely come to report back another day! We have something important to discuss here, which is related to the secrets of the three houses. The three uncles should go back! Send us out!"

Lu Tiannan, Lu Tianchun, and Lu Tiancheng originally wanted to come to see the show, but who would have thought that things would turn out like this. The drowning dog who wanted to see it didn't see it, but was kicked out by this kid.

"Don't be complacent, you passed this level today, but I don't know if you will have such good luck in the four counties martial arts competition next month!"

Lu Tiancheng threw this sentence viciously and left the hall with the other two.