Super fast capture system

Chapter 43 The casino is proud, the battlefield is even more proud
Lu Jun couldn't be more familiar with that voice, it was Yang Tiancheng who was eating Xiangxiang.

He immediately turned around to prepare for the challenge, but found that Yang Tiancheng's target was not himself, but a country boy more than ten feet away.

That man was quite skilled, and he had reached the peak of body training, but the two guards in Yang Tiancheng were obviously masters at Qi Gathering Realm, but they knocked that man to the ground with just two moves.

Yang Tiancheng still didn't let him go, raised his leg and kicked violently, cursing in his mouth: "You untouchable, weren't you very arrogant just now? Get up, and continue to fight me!"

The people around all retreated to the side, and some people hesitated to step forward to persuade them to fight, but they saw that the two guards were both at the Qi Gathering level, so they didn't dare to come forward in the end.

"Optional task: stop the bullies from bullying the people, reward [-] good deeds, do you accept?"

"Of course I have to accept it." A smile appeared on the corner of Lu Jun's mouth.

Not to mention there is a heavenly mission, even if there is no mission, he will not let Yang Tiancheng go.

"stop!"

Lu Jun shouted loudly, and walked forward with his head held high.

Yang Tiancheng heard someone complaining, and shouted angrily: "Which bastard dares to meddle in other people's business?!"

Turning his head to look, he saw that it was Lu Jun, and Yang Tiancheng's face immediately became ferocious.

He kicked the man on the ground hard, gritted his teeth and said: "Lu Jun, if there is a way to heaven, you don't go, and there is no way to hell, you will die today!"

After finishing speaking, he pointed at Lu Jun and shouted, "Kill him!"

Some of the onlookers recognized Lu Jun, and couldn't help exclaiming, "Isn't that Lu Jun, the God of Gamblers?"

"It's really him!"

"The God of Gamblers is only a master of physical training, but those two guards are at the Qi Gathering Realm, he will definitely lose."

"Why bother, you have to take yourself in."

Amidst the discussion, one of Yang Tiancheng's guards jumped out, and in a short breath, he came to Lu Jun, flew up, and kicked out his legs in a row.

There was a sneer at the corner of Yang Tiancheng's mouth, and he thought to himself: "Sun Huwei is the late Qi Gathering Stage hired by my father Gao Jin, and his life-killing chain legs are extremely powerful. I see you—"

He hadn't finished speaking when he saw Lu Jun suddenly swing his arm and hit the guard Sun's left knee.

There was a crisp click, and Sun Huwei's left leg immediately turned over from the knee, but was interrupted by Lu Jun's arm.

"what--"

Just as Sun Huwei screamed, Lu Jun had already kicked him out, kicked him two or three feet away, fell into the crowd and passed out.

It never occurred to Yang Tiancheng that the expert guards he had invited could not hold back even a face-to-face in front of Lu Jun. He was so startled that his eyeballs were about to fall out, and his mouth was so wide open that he could stuff an apple into it.

The surrounding people exclaimed even more.

"Isn't the God of Gamblers a master of physical training? How can he defeat the Qi Gathering Realm?"

"It's not defeat, it's instant kill!"

"The God of Gamblers is too powerful..."

Lu Jun rubbed his fists and walked towards Yang Tiancheng with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

Yang Tiancheng was so frightened that he took several steps back and shouted: "Guard Zheng, quickly, kill him quickly, no, don't let him come over!"

Zheng Huwei blocked it with his left hand and said, "Young master, don't panic, I'll block him."

After finishing speaking, he drew out the steel knife at his waist, and it shone brightly in the sunlight. He could tell at a glance that it was not an ordinary weapon, but must be made by a famous expert.

With a clang, Lu Jun also drew the knife in his hand.

In comparison, Lu Jun's Bailian Refined Steel Knife is much inferior, it is not so dazzling, but rather dull, the two are simply incomparable.

Seeing this, Yang Tiancheng's face was frightened, and he laughed triumphantly.

"Haha, Lu Jun, you are doomed. Zheng Huwei's knife is specially hired by my father to make it. It is made of refined steel and is worth thousands of gold. Your broken knife will undoubtedly be broken. Then I see how you will block it?"

The common people also began to discuss, and no one was optimistic about Lu Jun in their words.

"Yeah, there is no way to fight this battle. A knife is not as good as a man, and the God of Gamblers will lose."

"The same goes for the God of Gamblers. After winning so much money, why is he not willing to buy a good knife?"

"Maybe there is no time to buy..."

As if he didn't hear the discussion of the crowd around him, Lu Jun pointed at Guard Zheng and gently moved his fingers.

Such a contemptuous gesture made Guard Zheng angry, shouted and rushed towards Lu Jun with a knife.

Before the person arrived, the light of the knife rose first, and the shining steel knife seemed to turn into ten lights of swords, chopping down on Lu Jun's head and face.

"It's so fast, I can't even see it clearly."

"It's okay, the God of Gamblers also has a knife, maybe it's faster."

"Impossible, he is a chaotic wind saber technique, a first-class sharp sword in the Qi Gathering Realm."

"Proud in the casino, frustrated in the battlefield, there will be no more God of Gamblers today..."

Yang Tiancheng was determined, and thought proudly: "Zheng Huwei's Chaotic Cloak Saber Technique has been practiced to the extreme, and he can cut ten knives in an instant. With such a saber technique, coupled with the Qianjin Baodao, Lu Jun, you are sure to die today! "

Looking at Lu Jun again, he seemed to be stunned by Zheng Huwei's sword skills, and he didn't raise his sword to fight.

Just when people thought that he was sure to lose, the steel knife in Lu Jun's hand suddenly slashed out.

Nothing fancy, just a straight cut.

Hearing a sound from the ground, Zheng Huwei's saber light stopped, his hands covered his chest, and he took a few steps back.

Everyone was shocked to see that Zheng Huwei's [-]-year-old refined steel knife, which was said to be worth a thousand gold, was chopped into two pieces, while Lu Jun's knife was intact.

And those who could see Zheng Huwei's front were even more aware that he was covering his chest with his hands, bleeding was bubbling outwards, and his front clothes were soon soaked.

The Qianjin Baodao was broken, and the Chaos Cloak Saber Technique was broken, and everyone gasped.

Only now did they know that Lu Jun was not only proud of the casino, but even more proud of the battlefield!
The two Qi-gathering realm guards were defeated by Lu Jun one after another. Yang Tiancheng felt his legs go weak, and the fear of being defeated by Lu Jun came to his heart again.

Just as he was about to turn around and run away, he saw Lu Jun's cold eyes shooting at him, so frightened that he couldn't even use the strength to escape.

Lu Jun shook his wrist slightly, and the blood on the steel knife flew down. He held the steel knife upside down and walked slowly towards Yang Tiancheng.

When passing by Zheng Huwei, Lu Jun didn't even look at him, and Zheng Huwei obediently stepped aside, never daring to cut out the broken knife in his hand.

Seeing Lu Jun approaching, Yang Tiancheng fell to his knees with a plop, and begged: "Lu, Lu Jun, you, you and I are colleagues. In the past, it was my fault. You, please let me go. I, I can give you a lot of money!"

"Give me money? Haha, ask everyone, will I be short of money?"

There was a burst of laughter from all around, what are you kidding, the God of Gamblers is still short of money?

You don't need to make a move when you enter a gambling shop at home, the boss has to send the money in a hurry, or you will close the door if you win!

"If you were tougher, I would still treat you as a man. Now begging for mercy, when you beat someone, did you ever accept other people's begging for mercy?"

As soon as Lu Jun's words fell, the steel knife in his hand swung out, and dozens of knife lights flashed immediately, enveloping Yang Tiancheng.

"This is the real sharp knife!"

(End of this chapter)