Chapter 761: Chapter 761: Li Longxiang and Li Fenghua [31st Update] Chapter 761: Chapter 761: Li Longxiang and Li Fenghua [31st Update] Li Xiaoyao had long heard about the conflict between him and Li Yan.
As for Li Xiaoyao, he was still very interested in him. This eldest son of the Li Family from Xuan Country, who had been cast away for twenty-eight years, had managed, through personal effort and opportunity, to grow to a point that even he could not help but admire.
By contrast, Ancestral Elder Li Zhuo had no good feelings towards Li Xiaoyao.
Li Yan was the talent he had painstakingly cultivated, yet in the Secret Realm, he had his arms severed and suffered humiliation. Although Li Yan’s arms had since been reattached, and his cultivation level had seen a significant increase, the humiliation endured would not diminish with ti.
The first match of the clan competition was between Li Qinglong and Li Pengcheng.
When Li Pengcheng learned that his opponent was Li Qinglong, he couldn’t help but sigh in resignation.
He was only at the second rank of the Golden Core Realm, and even though his combat ability had improved due to high-intensity training in the Secret Realm recently, there was still a vast gap between him and Li Qinglong.
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Li Xiaoyao, seeing the two people on the stage, also couldn’t help but freeze for a few seconds. Li Pengcheng’s luck was indeed terrible. If he had encountered a weaker opponent, he would have had no problem advancing to the second round. It was truly a pity.
But after careful consideration, there wasn’t much difference between losing in the first round and losing in the second round.
After all, there were only three slots for entry into the forbidden land.
Li Qinglong also didn’t expect his first opponent to be him, and with a slight smile, he drew his Precious Sword.
The clansn in the spectator seats didn’t understand why Li Qinglong needed to use a weapon to deal with soone who was so much weaker than him.
Seeing this, Li Xiaoyao nodded slightly.
Li Qinglong’s actions were rely a sign of respect for his opponent; no matter how great the disparity in their cultivation levels, Li Qinglong would grant his opponent the necessary respect, which was indeed admirable.
Li Pengcheng drew his Long Spear, spread his feet apart, sank his waist, and said, “Please enlighten .”
No sooner had he spoken than Li Pengcheng, with his Long Spear, turned into a gust of wind and thrust at Li Qinglong.
The montum unleashed by this spear surprised many.
Although they looked down on Li Pengcheng, they had to admit that the strength he displayed at that mont was indeed strong.
A few Ancestral Elders in their seats had their eyes flashing with a sharp light, saying, “This youngster from the Li Family of Xuan Country has good talent.”
“Indeed, and he’s still young. If he’s properly guided, his future achievents might not fall short of Azure Dragon’s.”
This was high praise, and had Li Pengcheng heard it, he would have been very excited.
Li Qinglong had yet to move; his pair of dark eyes, like those of a hawk, were fixed on Li Pengcheng.
As the Long Spear approached, a sharp light suddenly flashed in Li Qinglong’s eyes.
There was a flaw!
Now was the mont!
Li Qinglong thrust his sword towards Li Pengcheng’s right side, the blade so thin and supple it seed to rge with the air, making it imperceptible.
Li Pengcheng’s hair stood on end, his muscles tensed up, and, with a fierce point of his spear, he struck at nothing, creating a sonic boom.
At this mont, he stood in place like a stake, not daring to move an inch. Below his neck, a thin sword, in an intimate posture, pressed close to his Adam’s apple.
Li Qinglong’s expression remained calm and his sword hand steady. He rely had to advance another half inch, and Li Pengcheng’s neck would be cut open, his blood gushing out like a fountain.
The vast disparity in cultivation level left Li Pengcheng without even the slightest chance of victory.
“I’ve lost.” With so reluctance, yet helplessness, Li Pengcheng lowered his head slightly.
Li Qinglong sheathed his sword and stood firm, smiling as he said, “Reaching this level at your age is very comndable. Give it at most five years, and you will achieve my current cultivation level. Keep it up.”
“Thank you.” Although he had lost, Li Pengcheng wasn’t too upset facing such a gracious opponent. He nodded slightly, then turned and left the arena.
The clan mbers were not fully satisfied with the bout. The duel was decided with a single move and lacked any superfluous technique, a pure comparison of speed and strength.
The second match was between Li Fenghua and Li Xing.
This was another unnecessary contest. Li Fenghua was at the first rank of the Spirit Condensation Realm, while Li Xing was rely at the seventh rank of the Golden Core Realm. The gap between them was as vast as the heavens.
A layer of frost seed to coat Li Fenghua’s lovely features. She was well-known as the cold beauty of the Li Family, and on regular days, the only ones who could speak with her were just a few, including Li Qinglong and Li Longxiang.
On the stage, Li Fenghua stood gracefully, a breeze lifting a strand of hair at her forehead, adding a touch of bewitching beauty to her otherwise cold deanor.
“Really bad luck, to encounter this enchantress in the first round,” he muttered to himself. Li Xing tightened his grip on the broad knife and, without much consideration, shouted as he made the first move.
Li Xing perford the unique Star Shadow Step of the Li Family, casting three afterimages on the stage and surrounding Li Fenghua from three different directions.
“That’s a nice move.” Li Xiaoyao complinted, surprised that the Li Family possessed such a powerful technique.
With this technique against a common foe, one would not be able to discern the real from the fakes and would easily be defeated.
Li Fenghua’s beautiful eyes lifted slightly as if sensing sothing, her gaze falling on the leftmost afterimage. As the broad knife in that afterimage slashed down with the wind, she slowly extended a jade hand from her sleeve, her fingers transforming and forming a strange hand gesture, and gently pushed against the forceful and rushing Li Xing.
“Bang!”
An invisible force released from the hand gesture, turning into an unseen giant hand that slapped squarely against Li Xing.
Li Xing had no ti to dodge, as if he had slamd into a solid stone wall, and was shocked into flying backward, landing outside the arena.
For a mont, the scene was eerily quiet.
Li Xiaoyao’s mouth fell open, looking at her in astonishnt.
This woman, the difference between her moving and remaining still, was indeed huge.
When she acted, her violence made it difficult to perceive her as a woman.
She could have ended this battle with a simpler move and less expenditure of spiritual power, yet she chose to use such a violent thod to deliver a fatal blow.
This strike, though appearing terrifying, in reality, did not greatly harm Li Xing. It simply jolted him out of the arena, and the thod was more frightening than harmful.
Li Xing got up from the ground, realized he was unscathed, and imdiately bowed to the stage: “Thank you, Senior Sister Li, for showing rcy.”
Li Fenghua remained silent, descending from the stage and taking her seat like a white sprite walking through the mortal realm, as if she had never gone up there at all.
Her composed, indifferent temperant stirred many of the male clan mbers’ deepest desires to conquer.
If one could subdue Li Fenghua and have his way with her, that sensation would most certainly be excellent.
It was uncertain which man in this world would be so fortunate to enjoy such a top-grade woman like Li Fenghua.
The second match, ended.
Next, it was Li Xiaoyao’s turn to face Li Yan.
The clan mbers were well aware of the grudge between the two, and those more observant noticed that as Li Yan climbed onto the stage, the deep murderous intent in his eyes when he looked at Li Xiaoyao.
Almost unanimously, the clan mbers had the sa thought: This match would probably be very exciting.
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