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After obtaining the wildcard, Li Chengyi returned to the hotel to rest and waited for the charter plane.
Each province could have a strongest wildcard team, and then participate in the final national competition to select the strongest before heading to the Kingdom of Gus to compete in the international race.
The visible incentive offered by Tai Suqing was more than ten billion international common currency Gus Yuan.
Winning the championship would an never worrying about money for the rest of one’s life.
While waiting for other teams to select their candidates, Kui was also inquiring about the whereabouts of his master, Xiang Hesong.
Having heard from others that his master was likely killed by the hands of Yalong’s group, Kui resolved to visit the Sect to check the situation.
"Are you really going? The distance is not close, and you might not catch the plane to the race in ti," Li Chengyi said as he sat cross-legged in the hotel room, looking at Kui who was serious across from him.
"The teacher’s kindness is as heavy as a mountain, and now that I am aware, I must go!" Kui said with determination.
"In that case, I’ll join you on this journey," said Li Chengyi.
"This matter is unrelated to you, why must you...." Kui said, feeling helpless.
"We’re a team, and if you leave, I’d have to find a new partner that suits , which is too troubleso. It’s better to help you solve the problem before leaving," Li Chengyi said.
"Hui Xiaoyou is both affectionate and righteous; he speaks the truth," suddenly a calm and elderly voice ca from outside the window.
Kui was startled, turned his head to look, and saw the Shenxi Observatory’s Grandmaster who had been at the competition earlier; he was now sitting cross-legged on the edge of an outside windowsill, his face serene.
"Master Changlu!?" He imdiately got up,
Canglu, however, paid no attention to him but looked towards Squirrel Grey, who was also sitting cross-legged.
"If Xiaoyou Grey wishes to know about the Fierce Tiger Sect, there’s no need to visit the Sect; I have a suitable candidate here," he said.
Li Chengyi had already noticed the other party, and was not surprised at the mont, only his eyelids flicked slightly at the ntion of a suitable candidate.
"Did you visit so out of the blue to have a friendly bout with ?"
"That’s not my intention; I’m here to exchange information about Tai Suqing with you...." said the old Daoist Canglu with a smile as he opened the window and jumped in uninvited.
"Regardless of the exchange, you ca here of your own volition, certainly with your own agenda; before I agree to your purpose...."
Li Chengyi lifted his eyes.
"First, a fight!!"
He suddenly leapt up, soaring like a bird, and in the blink of an eye, pounced toward Canglu.
Canglu’s mouth opened, intending to say sothing, but his face was twisted and wrinkled by the huge gust of air.’
Whoosh!
The air flowed like a knife, causing his skin to sting; but by then he had no ti to think of anything else.
A two-ter-tall, burly figure of a squirrel had already appeared before him, swinging a fist down towards his head.
’Divine Breath Seven Martial Arts!’ With a silent shout in his heart, Changlu rolled over, unfolding Shenxi Observatory’s unique body technique; his body fluttered like a fallen leaf, naturally carried by the airflow, easily dodging the punch.
In the instant he dodged the fist, his right arm stretched out, extending like a gibbon’s and reached out long, grabbing at Li Chengyi’s back.
This was also one of the Divine Breath Seven Martial Arts—the Long Arm Technique, which allowed one to freely extend their arm by half a ter, and the strength of the arm could be trained to match that of refined iron.
An ordinary person might be caught off guard and severely injured by this move but not Li Chengyi.
A grey giant shadow swept across from behind and connected firmly with Canglu’s arm.
Bang!!
A loud noise exploded.
Li Chengyi crossed his arms in front of his chest while his long tail retracted like a whip, ready for another strike.
Bang bang bang bang bang!!!
The tail and the arm struck against each other over ten tis in quick succession, to no decisive result.
With the physical quality and strength Li Chengyi had at this mont, his tail swipe was at least three tons of Giant Strength, yet Canglu on the opposite side caught it with apparent ease. This allowed him to roughly gauge the level of the Grandmasters among martial artists.
Bang!
On his final strike, he fiercely threw a punch, his right hand bringing forth the greatest force he could muster at that mont.
Six tons of Giant Strength instantly thundered toward Canglu’s face.
In a world with such imnse restrictions, achieving six tons of Giant Strength was far more difficult than in other worlds.
Seeing the fist about to hit his nose, Canglu slid back, leaned backward, and narrowly dodged the punch, while simultaneously flicking his right leg upward.
One of the Divine Breath Seven Martial Arts, the Leg Technique, erupted instantaneously.
The tip of his foot struck Li Chengyi in the abdon with precision.
Bang!!
But the iron-like hardness of his fur made the toe feel as though it had kicked a steel plate.
Canglu rapidly retreated, his right leg shaking slightly, evidently injured by the recoil.
After all, he was but a flesh-and-blood body, not a monster.
However, Li Chengyi felt a sharp pain in his abdominal muscles, as a small section of muscle fibers were indeed forcibly torn by the kick.
"Good!" He felt the new effect being dispersed by the force of the kick, at least one-tenth of the third part of the second phase of power was digested in that single focused kick, and he couldn’t help but cry out in approval.
Previously in the provincial competition arena, he had successfully digested the second part of the power. Now it was ti for the third part.
The speed of the power was increasing rapidly; he couldn’t afford to waste any ti.
Now, with the power’s chain reaction ongoing, Li Chengyi’s body was constantly producing a large number of unknown reactions, enhancing his physical quality every second.
Strength, speed, intensity, hardness—all were growing wildly.
If he did not quickly find an external force to vent this power, he feared that within a few days, his body would explode due to the inability of his healing factor to keep up with the intensity, leading to self-injury.
Of course, he could delay the ingestion of the third part of the Eternal Vitality dicinal Prir, but that would only increase the possibility of Eternal Vitality becoming ineffective. At the sa ti, the strengthening of his physique would beco erratic, as it would develop in irregular directions due to the lack of guidance.
Once Eternal Vitality was initiated, it could not be stopped—one must either endure or be destroyed.
The subsequent dicinal prirs were only used to guide the direction of strengthening.
All this was recorded in the forbidden knowledge.
So...
"Co at again!!" Li Chengyi crossed his arms over his chest, stopped attacking, and stood still.
His sudden halt caught Canglu off guard, unable to retract his punch in ti, which landed heavily on Li Chengyi’s forehead.
Bang!!
A ring of white air waves exploded.
Li Chengyi’s forehead turned slightly red, spreading a vast sense of unparalleled comfort.
That was the sensation of the third part being digested and nullified.
"You!?" Canglu’s expression changed, fearing he might have caused an accident, but at this mont, his punch seed to have only caused Li Chengyi’s forehead to redden, without any other change.
That shocked him.
Back then at the competition hall, he had thought he could manage a scenario similar to Li Chengyi’s, hence he was able to confidently watch from the sidelines, composed.
But now, his punch, with eighty percent of his force, landing squarely on his opponent’s forehead—a critical spot—had managed... only to produce a slight red mark...
At that mont, his long-dormant competitive spirit surged forth rapidly. As a martial artist and fighter, it was natural to possess a competitive spirit; otherwise, he wouldn’t have reached such heights.
With an upsurge of emotions, Canglu’s body suddenly swelled, his skin turning blue, and his arms thickened significantly, as if entwined with countless steel cords.
"Divine Breath Seven Martial Arts, Fixed Wind Palm!"
With solemnity in his heart, all his strength rushed into his right palm, and as he extended it forward, all the airflow fell silent in its wake, as if absorbed into the palm, losing all sound.
As a Grandmaster, the power of this palm was nearly double that of his previous ones.
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