On the martial stage, Zheng Ke smiled faintly at Lu Ping. "I've long heard that Master Tang has a final disciple who has never shown himself. Since I've encountered you today, I must ask for your guidance."
Lu Ping's face remained expressionless. He cupped his hands. "Lu Ping of the Yan Shu Sect."
Zheng Ke felt a slight awkwardness at Lu Ping's apparent disregard for him. *Why isn't this guy playing by the rules?*
"Zheng Ke of the Zhen Bao Sect." Zheng Ke raised his hand and clenched his fist, his gaze instinctively fixed on the weapon at Lu Ping's waist.
Since both parties had announced their names, the match could begin. The referee said this and walked out of the arena.
The moment the referee left, Zheng Ke grabbed a string of stone beads the size of walnuts from his waist and tossed them into the air.
The beads scattered in the air. Zheng Ke grinned and extended his hand, controlling the beads above. "After all, you are Master Tang's true disciple. I dare not be careless. Go!"
With a wave of his hand, one of the beads in the air shot directly towards Lu Ping.
Lu Ping, seeing this, was not rushed. He shifted his body and dodged the incoming bead.
Zheng Ke's lips curved upwards as he waved the remaining six beads towards Lu Ping.
The Seven Star Beads were one of the Zhen Bao Sect's most treasured artifacts. As long as one dripped their blood on them, they could be controlled at will and possessed immense destructive power.
Lu Ping, seeing the other beads hurtling towards him, quickly dodged.
Lu Ping's movement technique was excellent, and he managed to evade the beads just as they were about to strike him.
From the stands, Da Hu watched the fight below and remarked, "Even experts on the Earth Ranking find the Seven Star Beads difficult to deal with. Lu Ping's ability to dodge them is already quite impressive."
Zhang Xiaoqiang shook his head helplessly. "Alas, this time it's not a loss in strength, but a loss in weaponry. If that fellow didn't use the Seven Star Beads, Lu Ping would surely beat him so badly his parents wouldn't recognize him."
Yu Daohen, standing nearby, remained silent, his gaze intently fixed on the battle below.
If Lu Ping were to lose like this, his status as a true disciple of the Black Ranking would indeed be undeserved.
Lu Ping lowered his body to dodge one bead, but another was already hurtling towards his head at extreme speed.
Zheng Ke chuckled softly. "If I win like this, then Lu Ping truly doesn't deserve to be a true disciple of the Black Ranking, or perhaps the true disciples of Black Ranking experts are just like this."
Seeing that the bead was unavoidable, Lu Ping raised his hand, preparing to catch it.
From the stands, Zhang Xiaoqiang, seeing Lu Ping intend to catch the bead with his bare hand, cursed anxiously, "Does this silly kid not want his hand anymore? These are the Seven Star Beads!"
Da Hu beside him was also slightly surprised. Even he wouldn't dare to catch the Seven Star Beads head-on.
*Lu Ping's hand is probably finished.*
On the martial stage, Zheng Ke found it amusing that Lu Ping intended to catch the Seven Star Beads with his bare hands.
To this day, no one had dared to catch the Seven Star Beads bare-handed.
Even if Lu Ping was a true disciple of a Black Ranking expert, this was perhaps too much overestimation of his abilities.
The bead sliced through the air and was steadily caught by Lu Ping.
"What!"
The crowd in the stands was in disbelief at the outcome.
Zhang Xiaoqiang rubbed his eyes, unable to believe it. "Holy crap, is this real? This kid actually caught the Seven Star Beads with his bare hands."
Da Hu was also astonished. He looked at Yu Daohen beside him. "Master Yu, do you have the confidence to catch these Seven Star Beads?"
Yu Daohen nodded slightly, a hint of surprise in his eyes. "I can catch them, but I certainly wouldn't want to."
Yu Daohen knew Lu Ping was hiding his strength, but being able to catch the Seven Star Beads bare-handed still surprised him.
Even for himself, catching the Seven Star Beads wouldn't be a pleasant experience.
On the martial stage, Zheng Ke looked at Lu Ping in disbelief. "Impossible, you actually caught the Seven Star Beads."
Lu Ping said nothing more. He tossed the Seven Star Bead in his hand aside. "Brother Zheng, forgive me."
As soon as Lu Ping finished speaking, he suddenly exerted force and charged towards Zheng Ke.
Zheng Ke snorted and controlled the seven beads with both hands, sending them towards Lu Ping. "Catching one is nothing, if you have the guts, catch all seven!"
Lu Ping, seeing the seven beads hurtling towards him, did not slow his pace at all. Instead, he dodged one bead with a sidestep, then kicked another away, and finally caught two with his hands, flinging them to the sides.
Zheng Ke was stunned by Lu Ping's unstoppable momentum.
From the stands, Zhang Xiaoqiang watched Lu Ping's performance below with wide eyes. "Holy crap, is this brat this powerful? His strength is no less than mine."
Yu Daohen watched Lu Ping below, silent, a look of surprise on his face.
He had previously thought that among the younger generation, only the three from the major sects were truly renowned for their strength. But today, he was surprised by Lu Ping's formidable power.
*It seems I've been too narrow-minded.*
*The younger generation is indeed full of hidden talents.*
Lu Ping arrived in front of Zheng Ke, clenched his fist, and struck Zheng Ke's chest fiercely.
Zheng Ke, recovering from his shock, said, "As expected of a true disciple of a Black Ranking expert. However, I, Zheng Ke, haven't gained my reputation solely through artifacts."
As Zheng Ke spoke, he drew the black umbrella from his back and opened it abruptly.
Lu Ping, channeling all his strength, punched the umbrella, but his blow felt soft and powerless.
Zheng Ke suddenly closed the umbrella and swung it towards Lu Ping.
Lu Ping, quick as lightning, drew the copper coin sword from his waist and blocked the umbrella Zheng Ke swung at him.