"Thank you, Brother Murong." Zhao Chuchen's expression was a little ugly. Losing in the first round had disappointed everyone in the Royal Capital's Mansion. "It's fine as long as you're fine." Zhao Chujian looked at Zhao Chuchen's unhappy expression and comforted him.
Zhao Chuchen nodded. This big brother of his had always been good to them and had an important position in the family. It could be said that, aside from their father, this big brother had the most prestige.
"Cultivate well. We'll spar again next time," said Zhao Chujian.
"Thank you, big brother." After hearing Zhao Chujian's words, Zhao Chuchen's eyes flashed with stubbornness. When Nie Li saw this, he paid more attention to Zhao Chujian. This person's grasp of people's hearts was truly formidable.
"The second round, Di Lei versus Zhao Chuwen." The old eunuch beside Emperor Song shouted. His voice was loud and clear. Nie Li felt his body and mind tremble. This person's internal energy must be very profound. He never thought that Emperor Song would have such an expert by his side.
"I admit it." Di Lei and Zhao Chuwen cupped their hands and bowed. Di Lei took the initiative to attack Zhao Chuwen. His fists bombarded Zhao Chuwen, but Zhao Chuwen countered with his palm techniques.
Nie Li shook his head. Di Lei's martial arts foundation was too shallow. He didn't have many martial arts that he could take out. The reason why he could become the top scholar was all because of his talent. If he was born in the Royal Capital, he would be a rising star in the underworld.
Although Di Lei's martial arts were crude, his understanding and experience of martial arts were not something that Zhao Chuwen could compare with. Zhao Chuwen grew up in the Royal Capital and lived a luxurious life. His martial arts were also taught by others. How could he be a match for Di Lei, who had been tempered by life and death situations?
Martial arts was important, but experience and understanding of martial arts was a kind of instinct. Ordinary people couldn't awaken it. Naturally, a flower in a greenhouse like Zhao Chuwen couldn't awaken it.
Therefore, although his battle with Di Lei looked casual, he had been caught up in Di Lei's attacks and rhythm. "He's going to lose." Nie Li looked at Zhao Chuwen and came to a conclusion. After a few rounds, Di Lei would find a flaw in Zhao Chuwen and defeat him with a punch.
"Heavenly Dao Art!" Zhao Chuwen shouted. Although he could resolve the attack, he realized that he had no energy left to counterattack. If this continued, Di Lei would exhaust all of his internal energy.
Zhao Chuwen's Royal Heavenly Dao Art was also at the third level. However, the golden dragon beside him was more condensed than Zhao Chuchen's, and the aura he exuded was also stronger than Zhao Chuchen's. Di Lei shook his head. If Zhao Chuwen had used the Royal Heavenly Dao Art right from the start, Di Lei might not have won so easily. But now, the outcome of the battle had already been decided. All struggles were futile. Sure enough, after a few rounds, Di Lei defeated Zhao Chuwen with a single punch.
Prince Jingyang Zhao Qining didn't look good after the two fights. He had intended to send his sons to defeat these people, but it seemed that they had lost two fights, and it was a crushing defeat.
"Let the third match begin." Nie Li walked up to Zhao Chusi. Seeing that it was Nie Li and Zhao Chusi, Zhao Qining's expression softened. Zhao Chusi wasn't like his two elder brothers. Although she was young, she had already cultivated to the fourth level of the Heavenly Dao Art. Her strength had also reached the late-stage Xiantian Realm and was only a step away from the Great Perfection Realm.
"Make your move." Nie Li removed the saber from his waist. Since Zhao Chusi wasn't holding any weapon and this was also a spar, he respected his opponent and only used his fists and legs.
This made Zhao Chusi somewhat dissatisfied. She had heard of Nie Li before, but he had actually given up on the saber, which he was most proficient in, and used his fists and legs. Was he looking down on her, or was he purposely sending himself to death?
"Royal Heavenly Dao Seal – Suppress." Zhao Chusi didn't show any mercy and used the Royal Heavenly Dao Art right from the start. Four golden dragons emerged from her body. One of them soared into the sky and coiled into a ball, transforming into a huge seal that pressed down on Nie Li's head.
"Chusi isn't bad. He's already cultivated to the fourth level. I remember that he's only sixteen years old. Not bad," Emperor Song said, his expression softening.
"Kill." Nie Li gathered his internal energy and aura on his fist. He believed that his fist technique could break through anything. It was this confidence and domineering aura that made Nie Li's fist technique extremely powerful. Even Yue Yun, who was standing to the side, looked at Nie Li with shock in his eyes.
"Ka Ka." Nie Li's fist landed on the seal and a crack appeared, tearing the seal apart. Zhao Chusi suffered a backlash and her expression turned ugly. "Three Kowtows before Buddha." A golden light shone around Nie Li. His skin was suffused with a dim light and the Buddha seal on his forehead slowly rotated.
"Buddhist Martial Arts." Everyone was curious when they saw Nie Li use Buddhist Martial Arts. Buddhism was also a major power in the underworld. However, from Nie Li's appearance, he didn't look like a Buddhist disciple. At the very least, he had a head of black hair.
However, this was an orthodox Buddhist Martial Arts. They just didn't know which Buddhist Martial Arts it belonged to. After all, although both Buddhist Sects originated from the same source, there were also great contradictions between them.
With the Three Kowtows before Buddha, Nie Li's Martial Arts and strength had become even more powerful. His fists and kicks were crazily attacking Zhao Chusi. He didn't give her any chance to retaliate. Zhao Chusi couldn't even raise her head. This was his understanding of Martial Arts from the life and death battles. Fast, accurate, and ruthless, that was the way to kill.
The Slaughter Qi on Nie Li's body made the surrounding Martial Generals feel oppressed. How many people did he have to kill to have such a dense Slaughter Qi? Moreover, the most peculiar thing was that this person was actually using Buddhist Techniques.
"I admit defeat." Zhao Chusi raised her hand and loudly shouted. The people present didn't expect that she would suddenly admit defeat. Although her defeat was already expected, they didn't expect that a late stage Xiantian Martial Artist would be so easily defeated by an early stage Xiantian Martial Artist. Today, Zhao Qining felt that there was nothing more sullen in her life.
"Your Highness, I admit it." Nie Li cupped his hands. He didn't care about Zhao Chusi's ugly expression and directly walked to the side. The following battles didn't have any highlights. In the following battles, the Imperial Household and the Martial Generals were evenly matched. Only one person, Zhao Chujian, was very strong. He defeated his opponent in one move, which made Zhao Qining very happy.
In the second round, Nie Li drew a Martial General. Naturally, he defeated his opponent with a crazy offensive. After the two consecutive battles, everyone started to pay attention to Nie Li. After all, no one would have thought that such a young brat would have such combat strength. Yue Yun even had thoughts of recruiting Nie Li.
After the second round ended, only Murong Huan, Di Lei, Duan Liuyu, Nie Li, and Zhao Chujian were left. Seeing such a lineup, everyone felt that the final battle would be between Murong Huan and Zhao Chujian. After all, the foundation that the two of them displayed wasn't something that Nie Li and Di Lei could compare to.
"There are still five people left. How about this? Two on two duels. The winner will fight again, and one person will have a bye. " The five of them drew lots, and Zhao Chujian had a bye. This was something that a few people wanted to see. Zhao Chujian's current strength was too terrifying. Nie Li looked at the wooden lot and drew one.
"The first round, Nie Li against Murong Huan." Unexpectedly, Nie Li drew Murong Huan. The two of them looked at each other. Nie Li saw the hatred in Murong Huan's eyes.
"Come!" Nie Li used his foot to pick up the blade on the ground and held it in his hand as he looked at Murong Huan. Murong Huan thrust his sword forward. Nie Li wouldn't foolishly defend. His martial arts didn't have any defensive moves.
First Revolution of the Nine Revolutions of the Heavenly Demon. Nie Li's figure flashed, and a Snowstorm Blade Draw drew a full moon in front of Murong Huan. The blade light was resplendent, and the blade intent was cold. Murong Huan spun the blade in his hand. Nie Li only heard a crisp 'dang' sound, but it was gone.
He only felt that his blade was slashing at the air. As for this, it was definitely Murong Huan's martial arts. "Stellar Swordsmanship." Murong Huan pulled out his sword and thrust it at Nie Li again. The sword light flashed, like the stars in the sky.
Nie Li also used a swift blade to deal with Murong Huan. In the arena, the two of them stood in their original positions, but the weapons in their hands could no longer be seen. Only the crisp sound and sparks could be heard. Originally, they thought that Murong Huan would easily defeat Nie Li. After all, Murong Huan was also an expert on the Minor Fengyun List. Although his ranking was lower, it was still an honor.
But now, it seemed that Nie Li wasn't weak at all. At least in terms of blade techniques, the two of them were evenly matched. "Ghostly Wind Blade." Nie Li changed his blade technique. The angle was tricky. The despicable and ruthless blade technique made Murong Huan confused.
The others also didn't expect Nie Li to use such a despicable blade technique. This was a world of difference from his Buddhist technique. The whistling wind and the wailing of ghosts sent chills down everyone's spine.
"Meteor Afterimage Sword." Murong Huan used his hand to brush the blade of the sword. Nie Li had already seen through this move. Looking at the incoming sword light and the dim blade behind it, the inconspicuous sword that blended into the darkness was the most terrifying.
Nie Li closed his eyes. He didn't look at Gu Jianguang, but listened to the existence of the sword. When the others saw Nie Li close his eyes, they thought that he had given up. After all, Murong Huan had already used this killing move.
The people present all had different expressions. Murong Huan's face was filled with pride. Duan Liuyu's face was also somewhat relaxed. Emperor Song and Yue Yun were very calm, especially Emperor Song, whose mouth held a trace of ridicule.
"Heaven and Earth Slash." Nie Li raised his blade and casually chopped down. The huge blade light directly tore apart the sword light and accurately fell on Murong Huan's blade. Murong Huan's hand was numb and the blade almost fell out of his hand.
If he hadn't used the Murong family's secret technique to reduce part of the power, perhaps he would have already lost.
"I originally didn't want to use this move on you. But in order to win, don't blame me for being ruthless. " Murong Huan pointed his sword at Nie Li. The light from the tip of the sword pierced Nie Li's eyes, causing pain.
"Drifting Snow Three Thousand Miles." Nie Li soared into the sky and chopped down with his blade. The blade light that filled the sky fell together with the blade. Although Murong Huan's sword was very fast and very strong, Nie Li naturally wasn't at a disadvantage.
The blade rain that filled the sky constantly attacked Murong Huan's sword technique, causing the people watching to tremble in fear. Naturally, if Nie Li couldn't break this move, he would be injured.
Fortunately, the Drifting Snow of Three Thousand Miles had actually exhausted all of Murong Huan's sword arts. Murong Huan was still panting. He had actually lost that sword move just now. The Fragmentary Star Polarity Sword was already the strongest move he had mastered so far.
He had once used this move to kill a peak Xiantian Realm expert. But now, Nie Li had actually exhausted the power of his sword.
"There's no need to continue. Murong Huan lost." Murong Qi said. Although he was unwilling to say it, he had to say that his son still didn't grasp this move well enough. Shattering Star Extreme Sword. If you want to shatter stars, not only must your sword be sharp, your heart must be sharp as well. His son was actually afraid at the end. This was also the reason why Nie Li exhausted the power of his sword. Murong Huan didn't have Nie Li's confidence and domineering aura. The aura of supremacy and victory wasn't something that could be comprehended in a short period of time. It had to be experienced by oneself. Murong Huan's experience was still too little.
"Father, I can do it." How could Murong Huan be willing to lower his head like this?
"Shut up. Come here. Don't embarrass yourself. "Murong Qi's tone was a little stern.
Murong Huan looked at Nie Li with some resentment, but could only obediently retreat.
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