Chapter 312: Chapter 310: Lou Two’s Transformation (Part 2) Guan Min nodded and said, "A storage bag is worth about eighty to ninety contribution points, which is not far off." "But, young junior brother, you must think this through. My ’Big Bull’ has been refined for more than a decade and has been baptized by the Thunder Technique; it’s now not far from becoming a Copper Corpse." Guan Min glanced at Lou Er behind Lou Yi, "Your lifebound corpse is just at the spirit corpse cultivation level and might not last two moves against Big Bull." "Senior brother, no need to persuade me; my mind is made up," Lou Yi replied resolutely. This storage bag came from a female Daoist of the Five Elements Sect who once hunted him down, and he had been unable to open it. It was now perfect to use as a wager. And the corpse storage bag was something he currently needed. He was about to head down the mountain soon and was worried about how to take Lou Er with him when this corpse storage bag came knocking on his door. As Lou Yi’s words fell. Lou Er actively stepped forward into the field, standing face to face with the tall iron corpse, less than five feet apart. "Ladies and gentlemen, those who want to place bets can do so now," said an elder disciple from the Cyan Cloud Alliance dressed in a dark blue Daoist robe, smiling, "The old rules apply: those betting on Lou Yi’s lifebound corpse to win, place your silver on the left tray. Those betting on Guan Min’s lifebound corpse to win, place your silver on the right tray. Once the result is out, our alliance will take a ten percent cut of the winnings. The remaining amount will be split according to the ratio of silver initially wagered; those who bet more will get more, those who bet less will get less." Seeing this, people on-site hesitated. Emotionally, they wanted to support Lou Yi, who was from the same Disciple Peak, but reason told them Guan Min was sure to win. After all, one was merely a spirit corpse, while the other was an iron corpse tempered by the Thunder Technique, one of the strongest among iron corpses. "I bet on Lou Yi to win!" A young man in a light blue Daoist robe stepped forward boldly, throwing a small handful of gold leaves onto the left tray. Such decisiveness surprised everyone. He was tall and slender, with fair skin, and though his eyes were small, he exuded a composed, scholarly aura; it was none other than Rong Xuejian, whom they hadn’t seen for a while. "I bet on Lou Yi too!" "Forget it, I’ll bet on Guan Min." In the end, about half the people bet on Lou Yi, while most others bet on Guan Min, after all, nobody had a reason to go against money. In the arena, Lou Er and Guan Min’s spirit corpse, ’Big Bull’, were about to face off. ’Whoosh!’ Big Bull threw a straightforward punch forward, the sound of it tearing through the air was clear. Due to its sheer force, some white air currents could even be seen at the front of his fist. But Lou Er stood motionless as if petrified. "Oh no, it’s over, I knew I shouldn’t have cared about face and just bet on Guan Min directly!" complained a skinny, black man from the crowd. However, Lou Er wasn’t as easily knocked down as he expected. Just as Big Bull’s iron fist was about to touch his body, He delicately pivoted on his left toe, elegantly drawing half a circle on the ground with his right foot, and slightly turned his body, effortlessly dodging Big Bull’s seemingly inevitable punch. Simultaneously, he delivered a powerful kick to Big Bull’s lower leg, causing him to stumble, nearly falling. Guan Min, furious, shouted, "Big Bull, get him!" His lifebound corpse Big Bull’s body suddenly flashed with a faint white light. Then it accelerated, punching at Lou Er fiercely, like an endless, rushing river. Yet Lou Er continually retreated, avoiding a direct confrontation, seeming to lack any means to counter. Just as he was about to be backed into the circle drawn by a black charcoal stick, Lou Er stomped his right foot fiercely onto the ground, leaving a deep pit there. Using the enormous inertia and impact, he fiercely collided into Big Bull’s embrace! Big Bull’s physical strength was astonishing, not being completely knocked down by this force, only slightly tilting back, temporarily struggling to maintain balance. But Lou Er had already nimbly leaned in. His right hand smoothly gripped Big Bull’s shoulder, his hip sank, and his waist twisted fiercely. With a momentary twisting force, Big Bull’s feet left the ground, drawing a half-circle in the air, and then violently made intimate contact with the ground. ’Bang!’ The ground was slammed into a human-shaped pit, dust flying everywhere. This over-the-shoulder throw, typical of martial artists in the Mortal World, was now executed by Lou Er effortlessly, even smoother than that of most Martial Artists. When Big Bull rose again from the ground, Lou Er leaped into the air. He delivered several consecutive aerial kicks, each one striking Big Bull’s chest. Kicking it backward constantly, not giving it any chance to stabilize. "What on earth, how is Junior Brother Lou’s lifebound corpse so agile, capable of such complex maneuvers?" "Damn, compared to his lifebound corpse, mine seems like a complete idiot." The many disciples watching were stunned. One must know that lifebound corpses are not human, with relatively stiff limbs. All actions rely on their owner’s guidance, usually only able to perform simple, basic actions. Not to mention, the over-the-shoulder throws and aerial kicks just executed by Lou Er, even ordinary people would have to practice for a long time, and might not succeed. The shock they were experiencing now was a hundred times greater than when Lou Yi, in his past life, watched Yushu Technology’s robots perform a yangko dance on the Spring Festival Gala! "Damn it, don’t just stand there being dumb, dodge quickly!" Guan Min cursed in rage. Simultaneously, he desperately communicated with his lifebound corpse in his heart, trying to control some of his actions. He still had confidence, refusing to believe that Lou Yi’s lifebound corpse had no weaknesses. As long as he could find a moment to catch his breath, he would try to overcome Lou Er with raw strength, giving no further chances! Under Guan Min’s hopeful gaze, Lou Er indeed paused. But before he could act, he saw Lou Er, as if an unfathomable martial master, executing a series of chain fists right on the spot. Pressing, pushing, vibrating, and throwing, all in one continuous motion. All bones and muscles working in harmony as if forming a coherent whole. Finally, a hook punch was viciously swung toward Big Bull’s neck. ’Snap!’ The crisp crack of fireworks rang out. Big Bull’s body, following a parabolic trajectory, flew backward, landing heavily outside the circle! The result of the corpse duel, Lou Er won! The Extreme Fist of the Extreme Fist Sect, and the whistle of firecrackers symbolizing mastery of the fist technique, unexpectedly appeared on Lou Er’s undead form. The crowd was in turmoil, unable to calm their minds for a long time. "Is that a corpse? How can it be more agile than a Martial Artist, with even more complex moves?" "To be able to control a corpse to such an extent, turning decay into magic, to what level has Junior Brother Lou’s corpse control technique reached?" "Amazing, Junior Brother Lou truly is formidable, I misjudged today!" Guan Min reluctantly took out a gray and threadbare cloth bag, tied with a string from his bosom, and handed it over. "Thank you, Senior Brother." Lou Yi smilingly accepted the corpse storage bag. Lou Er’s performance was not beyond this master’s expectations. With his perfection-level corpse control technique, it’s doubtful if there would be a second person in the entire Corpse-Driving Sect who could achieve such a level; training a corpse to become a high-level Martial Artist seemed bizarre? Furthermore, one with incredibly strong defense and no significant weak points. Lou Er’s current comprehensive strength, according to Lou Yi’s estimation, was no less than a veteran Martial Artist. If he could approach Qi Cultivation stage cultivators, they would be made to wonder why the flowers are so red. After the corpse duel ended, Guan Min left in anger, while Rong Xuejian approached with a smile. "I’ve known Brother Lou for three years, yet I find I’ve never truly seen through you." "How come you have time today, Ah Jian?" The two walked and talked as they headed towards Lou Yi’s cave dwelling. "If I say it’s been too long since we last met, and I miss you, would Brother Lou believe it?" "Just fart it out." Lou Yi, being very familiar with Rong Xuejian, spoke candidly. "...," Rong Xuejian awkwardly rubbed his nose and continued, "There’s a mission, entrusted by someone, wanting to invite Brother Lou to join." "Even the lowest threshold mission seems to restrict to Qi Cultivation Third Level, right?" "It’s only a principle to restrict to Qi Cultivation Third Level, but if there are special situations, Qi Cultivation Second Level is not out of the question either. Moreover, knowing Brother Lou’s true abilities, it’s certainly not as simple as Qi Cultivation Second Level. Just like today, where a spirit corpse could defeat an iron corpse tempered by thunder and fire." "What kind of mission is it?" Lou Yi asked. Cultivation techniques, elixirs, and all kinds of talent-requiring heavenly materials and earthly treasures, need contributions to exchange. He would have to take on missions to earn contributions sooner or later, so getting used to it early was a good thing. Of course, depending on the difficulty of the mission, he wouldn’t take on anything too dangerous right now. ...