On the arena.
Lu Chenzhou analyzed this match.
Ouyang Rong's strength was far inferior to Wang Hongdao.
Just as he expected, this guy looked like he had mastered the Five Forms, but each of them was only half-baked, making him seem mediocre; facing a true expert, he instantly fell behind.
It's not that the "Innate Five Beasts Palm" is weak—if he had advanced steadily, not rushed for quick results, combined the Five Beasts Transformation with real and false moves, he could have held on much longer, wouldn't have lost in a few dozen moves…but defeating Lu Chenzhou was still impossible.
Lu Chenzhou's qi-blood surpassed his, practiced both inner and outer cultivation, and still had many trump cards unused. Against this kind of relatively ordinary Tenth Rank, he truly had nothing to fear.
"It's still more satisfying to fight Wang Hongdao."
Lu Chenzhou said quietly to himself.
Off stage.
Ouyang Rong suppressed his turbulent qi-blood and forced a smile:
