Strongest Eccentric Consort Chapter 336 – I'll Never Lose!

“Probably? I also think that Ye Zhuixun will lose.”

“After all, even though Third Young Master's Lightning Battle Armor has been destroyed, he still has the Venomous Dragon Sword. If even Young Master Feng can't endure that poison, how can Ye Zhuixun, who only relies on his fists, endure it?”

“Fists can't block poison.”

“That's right.”

The crowd nodded one after the other. Their expressions and tone were certain as if they were stating a fact.

“Die, you little b.a.s.t.a.r.d! True Dragon in Heavens!” The furious Third Young Master unsheathed his Venomous Dragon Sword and used the strongest sword technique!

“Qianxue!” Lou Xiaoxiao nervously pinched Lou Qianxue's skirt. “Aren't you worried?”

Lou Qianxue didn't open her eyes, and her expression remained calm and indifferent. “Without the Lightning Battle Armor, Third Young Master is not formidable at all.”

“But… But the Venomous Dragon Sword's poison is very…”

“Although the poison might be challenging for other people, for Zhuixun, it is…”

“Yes?” Lou Xiaoxiao frowned.

Opening her eyes, Lou Qianxue meaningfully looked at the battle stage. “The poison first needs to get closer to Zhuixun.”

“The poison can't reach him? Oh! You're saying that— I understand now!”

Lou Qianxue smiled. “Xiaoxiao, you're so impressive now. You immediately understood it. I still think that if you're willing to explore the world, you'll have a much more exciting life.”

Lou Xiaoxiao kept silent for a while before nodding. “I'll consider it.”

On the stage, Third Young Master stabbed his sword toward Ye Zhuixun. However, Ye Xhuixun remained calm and clenched his fists.

“Wild Lion Roar!”

Boom!

His fist, charged with a powerful strength, forcefully punched the ground.

The boulder opposite to him shattered into pieces. Debris flew everywhere and smoke lingered around the venue. It obscured everyone's vision, and they could not help but narrow their eyes and cough.

Even Third Young Master paused for a moment.

“Ahem.. Ahem… What's Ye Zhuixun doing?”

In contrast with the confused crowd, Third Young Master clearly saw it. When the smoke and dust were billowing everywhere, Ye Zhuixun had disappeared.

“You b.a.s.t.a.r.d, where are you? Come out now!”

“I'm here.” A cold voice suddenly rang out.

At the next moment.

“Wild Lion Roar!”

The powerful fist, which was as heavy as a mountain, slammed against Third Young Master's body.

“Pfft—”

Blood gushed out of Third Young Master's mouth as he collapsed onto the ground. His body skidded for a few meters before stopping.

“Cough…” Third Young Master's face was as pale as paper, and he kept spitting out blood. His expression made him look like a madman. He angrily and despairingly howled, unwilling to admit defeat. “No! How can this happen? It's impossible! I can't lose! This must be a fluke!”

Ye Zhuixun mockingly looked down at him. “What a clown! You wanted to challenge my master with skills like these? How amusing!”

“What's going on?”

“Two punches! Ye Zhuixun defeated Third Young Master with just two punches?”

“Third Young Master did not even have time to use his Venomous Dragon Sword!”

“This must be a fluke, right?”

Everyone looked around in a daze, thinking that they were in a long dream. Even the discussions grinded to a halt.

“I can never lose! Impossible! Cough! I didn't even see how he attacked! He launched a sneak attack on me! That's right, he secretly attacked me! b.a.s.t.a.r.d, you want to die, right? How dare you sneak attack me?”

“You're pathetic.” Ye Zhuixun's voice was filled with pity. “Even though you lost, you aren't willing to admit it. You even placed the blame on me and accused me of launching a sneak attack? Seems like I need to give you a reality-check. Come, attack me. I'll just stand here and let you hit me. Let's see how you defeat me.”

A vicious glint flashed across Third Young Master's furious eyes. “Are you serious?”

He was afraid that Ye Zhuixun would go against his word, so he quickly yelled, “Poison Dragon! Swallow!”

Whoosh!

The Venomous Dragon Sword shot out black smog.

“It's here! Third Young Master's last trump card! The Venomous Dragon Sword and the poisonous fog.”