Turns Out, I’m In A Villain Clan!

Chapter 352 Lu Xiangyuan Vs Bai Zihan!

Lu Xiangyuanʼs breath came out ragged-sharp, uneven, trembling with suppressed rage.

His qi swirled violently around him like a storm on the verge of breaking loose.

For a moment, it genuinely looked as though he would explode on the spot and charge at Bai Zihan with murderous intent.

But-

He didnʼt. He forced himself to inhale sharply.

Then exhale.

His clenched fists trembled, veins bulging, but his eyes slowly narrowed from explosive fury to a cold, controlled smile. ”Hah...”

Lu Xiangyuan raised his chin slightly, as if refusing to be dragged down by Bai Zihanʼs provocations. ”Enough!”

His voice, though steady, cracked with fury. ”Bai Zihan,” he said slowly, each word squeezed out through gritted teeth, ”you think your childish provocations will unsettle me?”

He jabbed a finger toward Bai Zihan, ignoring how his hand shook. ”You think calling me ʼuncleʼ or mocking my appearance will change anything?”

His voice deepened-cold, deadly serious. ”Such petty insults can only shake those with weak mental fortitude. If you hope to unnerve me before the battle, save yourself the effort.”

He wiped the corner of his mouth, as if brushing off the humiliation. ”I am here as you challenged. Letʼs see whether you have anything to offer except for these words.”

Bai Zihan, on the other hand, seemed rather bewildered by the accusation which wasnʼt true at all. ”Provocation? Look at your face in the mirror and see what lies I have said. You look like an uncle from every angle.”

People couldnʼt help but laugh when Bai Zihan said that in a dumbfounded, completely natural tone.

Especially those who were jealous of Lu Xiangyuan or disliked him, they laughed out loud without holding back.

Bai Zihan continued. ”But well, itʼs true that itʼs well past talking and time to start fighting.”

Bai Zihanʼs words certainly added to the insult, but at least it seemed like the fight was going to start.

Lu Xiangyuan vowed to make Bai Zihan regret ever saying those words.

He would show no mercy-though he didnʼt plan to in the first place.

Finally!

Everyone thought that when Bai Zihan walked up to the arena with his usual confident and arrogant smile.

It seemed like one of the most anticipated fights was going to start.

Bai Zihan and Lu Xiangyuan now stood face-to-face at the center of the arena.

Two figures-one calm, almost lazy... the other trembling with rage he could barely contain.

Around them, thousands of disciples leaned forward, breaths held. Even the elders at the viewing platforms had straightened in their seats.

Every gaze was fixed on the two young men who were about to decide far more than personal pride.

Then there was a referee, an Elder appointed specifically to ensure neither combatant died unintentionally.

Though whether he could even intervene in time... was another question entirely.

And this fight had almost no rules-victory would only be decided when one side surrendered... or died. ”The duel between Bai Zihan and Lu Xiangyuan will now begin.”

The referee announced.

However, Bai Zihan and Lu Xiangyuan still didnʼt get into action immediately. ”Sigh! I really donʼt feel right abusing an elderly person. But since you dared to bully my fiancée, I shall pay back ten times.”

Bai Zihan said. ”You!”

Lu Xiangyuanʼs anger flared again.

In perhaps decades, no one had ever messed with him like this nor dared provoke him to this extent.

His fury was at a level he had never experienced before. His aura surged- sharp, hostile, undeniably strong.

But his expression twisted into something that looked almost like a smile.

A very murderous smile. ”Bai Zihan,” he said, tone suddenly adopting a strange, elder-like patience, ”since you clearly donʼt understand the difference in strength between us...” He took another step, qi crackling underfoot. That was the aura of a Spirit Severing Realm expert, and it was almost at the very peak-just a step away from the Void Refinement Realm.

Even the audience could feel just how strong Lu Xiangyuan was. His strength, even most elders would struggle against it.

Lu Xiangyuan didnʼt believe Bai Zihan was strong-at most, perhaps comparable to Chu Ziyan.

He didnʼt believe Bai Zihan could be stronger than that.

Otherwise, Bai Zihan would have participated in the Dragon and Phoenix Competition, where prestige and fame were guaranteed for the truly powerful.

Even Lu Xiangyuan had participated in his time and made it to Top-3, though he couldnʼt claim the championship.

Still, that achievement had skyrocketed his reputation, and even after more than ten years, his Top-3 placement was still remembered by many-especially those in his generation.

So, Lu Xiangyuan was almost certain that Bai Zihan was a weakling.

He deliberately showed his aura, trying to scare Bai Zihan away and make him look like the coward he assumed he was. ”...this senior brother will give you one last chance to withdraw.”

He added the line deliberately to make himself seem like a magnanimous person willing to forgive-even after enduring Bai Zihanʼs insults.

Lu Xiangyuan spread his hands slightly, as if magnanimous. ”It wonʼt damage your dignity if you step down now and you would avoid being hurt. After all, youʼre still young. Ignorant. Hot-blooded.”

His eyes flicked over Bai Zihan like one would look at a stubborn child. ”And since you clearly know nothing about the world, this senior can forgive your offense... this once.”

His gaze sharpened. ”Just apologize sincerely, and I will not pursue this further.”

He gave a benevolent nod, as though his request were perfectly reasonable.

The audience buzzed with conflicting reactions. ”Heʼs... actually giving Bai Zihan a chance?” ”Senior Brother Lu is too generous!” ”Even after being insulted so many times, heʼs willing to forgive?” ”As expected of Senior Brother. Despite everything, he still cares for his junior.

Bai Zihan should know the difference in strength and give up before further humiliation.”

Bai Zihan blinked.

Stared.

Then slowly tilted his head, as if he truly couldnʼt comprehend what he was hearing. ”You will let me off?”

His brows rose slightly.

Bai Zihanʼs gaze traveled up and down Lu Xiangyuanʼs body-as if assessing livestock. ”Hm...”

He tapped his chin. ”I believe youʼre misunderstanding something.”

He spoke with such serene honesty that it only enraged Lu Xiangyuan further. ”I think you somehow convinced yourself that youʼre... powerful.”

Bai Zihan looked at Lu Xiangyuan, finally noticing that Lu Xiangyuan had increased his Qi and was trying to pressure him. ”Are you trying to scare me? With just this?”

He asked, voice genuinely puzzled.

A small nod. ”Yes, yes... youʼre definitely trying to intimidate me.”

A pause. ”Unfortunately, youʼre too weak for that.”

Lu Xiangyuanʼs entire body trembled. His qi flared like wildfire, his robes snapping violently.

What he used to intimidate Bai Zihan was instead used by Bai Zihan to humiliate him again.

He raised his aura further, trying to suppress Bai Zihan. However, Bai Zihan remained unbothered-like the increase in pressure meant absolutely nothing. (Can he really remain unaffected before my aura? Or does he have some artifact protecting him?)

Lu Xiangyuan wondered.

After all, he was releasing everything he had to shake Bai Zihan even a little, but

Bai Zihan showed no sign of being affected at all.

Since Lu Xiangyuan believed Bai Zihan was only at the Soul Formation Realm, he expected Bai Zihan to at least struggle or bend under the pressure-but no effect. ”You arrogant brat-!”

But Bai Zihan wasnʼt done.

He sighed again-softly, regretfully. ”Uncl-Senior,” he corrected himself lightly, as if soothing a patient, ”just shut up and fight me. I still need to cultivate after this. Unlike some people, my time is too important to waste on trash like you.” ”Good! Good!”

Lu Xiangyuan muttered, realizing nothing he tried worked against Bai Zihan.

Then there was only one thing he could rely on-his overwhelming strength to make Bai Zihan bow down.

Whoosh!

Lu Xiangyuanʼs figure blurred.

In an instant, he vanished from his position.

Then reappeared- To Bai Zihanʼs left.

Then right. Then behind.

Then above.

Each step crackled with qi, leaving afterimages scattered across the stage.

To the audience, it looked like Lu Xiangyuan had turned into a storm of shadows. ”So fast!” ”As expected of Senior Brother Lu!” ”Bai Zihan isnʼt even moving-he must be overwhelmed!” Even the Elders nodded slightly, impressed by the display of speed.

Lu Xiangyuan smirked inwardly as he flickered across the platform. (He canʼt even follow my movements. Pathetic!) With each flash, he changed angles, increasing both speed and pressure. His sword tip sliced the air, carving whistling arcs aimed to confuse Bai Zihanʼs senses.

He moved like lightning-

Or so he thought.

Meanwhile, Bai Zihan just stood there.

Perfectly still.

Hands in his sleeves.

Expression blank. (What is he even doing?)

Another blur.

Another pointless zig-zag. (Heʼs moving around like a monkey on drugs.)

Lu Xiangyuan accelerated again.

Boom! Boom!

Air exploded under his steps as he used everything he had to overwhelm Bai

Zihan.

To Bai Zihan, Lu Xiangyuan wasnʼt fast.

He was just wasting qi. And looked ridiculous doing it.

But Lu Xiangyuan interpreted Bai Zihanʼs lack of reaction entirely differently.