On the first day of school, Yan Li had offended everyone.
Tang Sanghua's beautiful eyes flashed with a hint of splendor. She pursed her lips and giggled, giving off an indescribable charm.
Her soft and soft laughter reverberated in the field, startling everyone.
Only then did they react, and with a "whoosh", they burst into an uproar.
Their eyes were red, and they were enraged, as if they wanted to tear Yan Li to pieces.
If the truth hurts the most, then aren't they beasts provoked by the truth? People are always unable to accept their ugly side, and repeatedly turn a blind eye to it, thinking that it won't exist, until it's exposed, like a cat whose tail has been stepped on.
Yan Li spoke again.
"We all know," he said, "Only a few people can pass the Inner Yard Exam. As for the rest, they'll just hang around in the Outer Yard, and after a year or two, they'll at most get an official position."
There was still noise in the field.
Yan Li suddenly raised his voice. "But it is this position that is the capital for you to bring honor to your ancestors and return to your hometown in glory. It is your opportunity. It is the sweet dream of billions of ordinary people. It is the key to the world that they can only look up to."
As if a bucket of ice water had been poured over their heads, their enraged hearts instantly cooled down.
The three to four hundred people in the field became absolutely silent.
"Have you looked at yourselves in the mirror?" Yan Li said coldly, "Your parents, family, and friends took out their savings to send you here, just to let you participate in these pointless battles?"
Immediately, hundreds of people lowered their heads in shame, Zhao Qiping was one of them.
"Fine! Duel! Come on! Who's afraid of life or death? "
Yan Li said heavily, "But have you ever thought, if you really die on the Martial Arts Stage, who will be the one crying your heart out? The person you're closest to, the person you love, the person you've sworn to repay, the person you're loyal to, our most beloved Emperor! "
Lianhai Zhangjin almost laughed out loud. Originally, even he could not help but be moved, but the last sentence destroyed the context of "righteous words". It turned out that he had said so many things just to flatter Meng Qi.
Of course, most of them were still shocked by Yan Li's words, and there were even some girls with red eyes.
Yu Muren saw that the situation was not good and quickly signaled to Chang Shan with his eyes.
Seeing that the time was ripe, Yan Li sneered and continued, "Everyone, I'm going to take the number one spot in the Jia courtyard. If anyone is dissatisfied, you're welcome to challenge me."
Everyone couldn't help but look at each other.
The corners of Yan Li's mouth curled up slightly as he said, "However, as I said yesterday, there's no such thing as a free lunch in this world. If you want me to help, that's fine as long as you can afford it. As for the price, he would set it according to his strength. Martial artists below Level Seven, five hundred taels once; Level Six, eight hundred taels once; Level Five, one thousand five hundred taels once; Level Four, five thousand taels once. I only accept one battle a day. Come, those who want to challenge me can sign up now. "
"Wait."
At this moment, a casually dressed man standing next to Lian Hai Changjin spoke up, "You haven't told me the price for martial artists above Level Three."
Yan Li followed the voice and could not help but ask in surprise, "Uncle, you're standing in the wrong place, aren't you?"
The man's face instantly turned green as he roared, "I'm only twenty-one!"
As soon as he spoke, he immediately attracted everyone's attention.
His distinctive appearance was quickly recognized, "Ma, Ma Guanshan …"
Ma Guanshan, the Empire's youngest Cheji General, was born in an ordinary hunter's family, and was determined to drive the foreign tribes out of Yuan Province from a young age. At the age of seven, he single-handedly hunted a black bear.
He joined the army at the age of twelve, experienced hundreds of battles, big and small, and killed countless enemies. At the border of Rong City, he made a great name for himself. He even had the praise, "As long as there are horses and generals in Rong City, there will be no barbarians to cross the mountain pass".
Yan Li smiled and said, "Don't be angry, it's just a joke to lighten the mood."
Ma Guanshan said coldly, "Cut the crap. What's the price for a Level Three martial artist?"
"This uncle … ah no, big brother is really a practical person."
Yan Li's smile did not change, "A Level Three martial artist, one hundred thousand gold, non-negotiable."
Gold? One hundred thousand?
Ma Guanshan cursed, "One hundred thousand gold for a fight, are you f * cking crazy from being poor?"
"This farce ends here!" Chang Shan's face darkened.
Finally, he could not hold it in anymore!
Yan Li secretly sneered, and said lazily, "Instructor Chang, cutting off one's path to wealth is like killing one's parents. Haven't you heard of this saying?"
"Don't push your luck!" Chang Shan glanced at him coldly, then turned to everyone and said, "Since no one has any objections, then let's do it."
Yan Li smiled playfully, and said tentatively, "If that's the case, which instructor will take me to the Jia courtyard?"
"Wait!"
A dark voice suddenly came from the field, and a short man walked out from the crowd, "You're just a Level Six martial artist, do you really think no one dares to touch you? Others don't want to spend this money, but I, Hou Dongqun, want to fight you. The money is with me … "
He took out two thousand taels of paper, waved it, and put it back. "If you have the ability, take it from my dead body. I'll say the ugly words first, only one person can come down from the martial arts arena."
Everyone looked at Yan Li, looking forward to his response.
Although they did not want to admit it, some people, even if they were hated by thousands and hated by tens of thousands of people, would always be looked forward to as long as they stood in the public's view. Because they would never know what kind of shocking move they would make, and the unexpected was often what they really wanted to do, but did not dare to do.
Yan Li turned his head and glanced at Yu Muren, who looked calm and composed. Finally, his eyes fixed on Hou Dongqun, and he grinned, revealing a row of neat white teeth. "Then what are you waiting for?"
The Notary Department was near the martial arts arena. Soon, a low-ranking official from the Notary Department recorded a document for the fight to the death. Both sides signed their names, indicating that they had no grudges, and went to the arena, accompanied by the Notary Department officials.
When the two of them went up, the arena was once again surrounded by people.
In just two days, Yan Li had left a deep impression in everyone's hearts, so almost everyone came. Of course, many people hated him and were waiting to see him make a fool of himself.
Hou Dongqun sneered and took off his outer shirt, revealing the short sword at his waist. He pulled out the short sword. "Beg for mercy now, and hand over the five thousand taels of paper you got yesterday, and I will spare your worthless life."
Yan Li narrowed his eyes slightly. As mentioned in the preface, his eyes were special and could see things that ordinary people could not.
In fact, it was very simple to put aside his true face. It was a habit that he had developed in countless life and death battles, to start from the details and quickly analyze the opponent.
For example, a left-handed person, no matter how he tried to hide, there would always be traces. Another example was a cultivator who was above the level of martial arts. Their gait, posture, speech, and so on were all different from others.
Between life and death, there was only a hair's breadth.
Without warning, Hou Dongqun moved.
He used the mocking words and the disdainful expression to cover up, but it was all to gather momentum. Momentum did not happen suddenly, and it required absolute willpower to mobilize.
Under the clear sky and the sun, his figure was like a shadow in the night, passing the distance between him and Yan Li.
The short sword shot out a straight silver light, and in almost the blink of an eye, it had already pierced towards Yan Li's heart.
Such a quick and direct attack fully demonstrated the proficiency of the killing technique, which meant that Hou Dongqun had taken more than one life.
Clang!
The short sword pierced the long sword.
No one knew when Yan Li's sword had appeared, and it seemed to be casually placed across his chest, blocking the short sword's attack.
But unexpectedly, the small short sword contained unparalleled power. The airflow visibly retreated, and Yan Li could not help but take a step back.
The onlookers only saw a silver light pass through the void, and Yan Li took a step back. Immediately, there were people booing.
"I thought you had some ability, but it turns out you only know how to talk …"
Hou Dongqun grinned hideously, "You can die in my hands, you can rest in peace!"
Without waiting for Yan Li to stand firm, he hurried half a step and made seven or eight moves in an instant.
The short sword attacked from seven or eight tricky angles, and if it hit any vital point, he would definitely die.
With a faint smile on his face, Yan Li turned his wrist, and the long sword flew up and down, making a splendid sword flower. At the same time, he blocked all the moves.
At this time, he had already started the Heart Cleansing Formula.
Every time the two swords clashed, a part of the power flowed into his body.
But that little bit was really insignificant. If he wanted to accumulate enough power to deal with Hou Dongqun, he would probably need more than a thousand moves. A thousand moves. Without fighting, both of them were already exhausted.
The reason was also very obvious. Every time they clashed, he could feel that a large part of the power dissipated before it was absorbed by him.
He frowned slightly. In this way, it was impossible to accumulate enough power to fight back in a few short exchanges.
Could it be that the Heart Cleansing Formula, which no one had mastered in a hundred years, was of little value? But that Su Yu's expression didn't look like he was fooling around. Could it be that there was some secret?
Normally, when a force hit a sword, whether it was the body or the sword itself, there would be an instinctive action, which was to bounce it off.
Maybe this was the problem!
Hou Dongqun keenly captured the subtle expression on Yan Li's face. At the moment when the last blow missed, he suddenly turned around, facing his back to Yan Li, and fiercely stabbed back with the short sword in his hands.
This stab was not an ordinary stab. His momentum was all concentrated on one point. If it was blocked by force, he would definitely die.
Although Yan Li was absent-minded for a moment, in this moment, he had already seen that this stab was not with full strength, and there were at least three hidden changes.
He sneered and made a very simple and effective response.
Hou Dongqun only felt the short sword penetrate deeply. Before he had time to rejoice, he found that it was not flesh and blood, but the gap under Yan Li's armpit.
His reaction was extremely fast, and he grinned hideously, "You are courting death!"
The primordial qi in his body surged, and a large amount of primordial qi was injected into the short sword. As long as he turned the short sword over and slashed horizontally, he could cut open Yan Li's entire chest.
This was what he thought, and what he did.
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