Martial Marquis was an honorary title specially created by the military. It could be called the golden path to the upper echelons of the military.
With Martial God Wang Ba as his backer, Zhang Zhixiong's future in the military was limitless. Adding on his achievements in Yuan Province, whether or not he could enter the inner courtyard, he would at least be a great general in the future.
But Zhang Zhixiong's achievements in Yuan Province were all hidden, so no one knew his specific achievements.
Today, on the Martial Arts Practice Stage, he had said all this to intimidate Yan Li. It could be seen that although he was confident on the surface, he was actually a bit afraid of Yan Li.
Unexpectedly, not only did Yan Li not panic, he even displayed an attitude close to disdain. It was as if in Yan Li's eyes, he was just a little brat who had won many fights.
The achievements he was so proud of were worthless in Yan Li's eyes. Anger immediately burned in his chest.
It wasn't because he couldn't get his acknowledgement, but because the other party had used an almost shameless method to humiliate the thing that he was so proud of. It made him feel aggrieved like a scholar meeting a soldier, unable to reason with him. He couldn't help but be furious.
"If you only have a 'sharp tongue', then today's appearance is a mistake. I will help you completely correct this mistake. "His eyes were cold and murderous as he slowly unsheathed the hundred forged blade on his back.
This blade was abnormally thick, but the blade was sharper than normal swords. The hilt was almost as long as the blade, a bit like a podao, and looked very suitable for hacking.
This was the lowest quality true weapon cultivated by a "Weapon Nurturer". Hundred refined referred to its thickness. It had the weight of a siege hammer, which was its biggest advantage. Usually, only martial artists who couldn't gather enough materials or martial artists who didn't have the conditions to blood bond would use it.
Because only third rank martial artists and above could develop the lower dantian, only then could they blood bond with the lower dantian, Zhang Zhixiong could only carry the true weapon on his back.
Just like Yan Li, even if he suddenly made a fortune and obtained enough treasures to completely refine the Leaving Cliff, it was still impossible. His cultivation was even lower than Zhang Zhixiong's.
"Young man, have you been promoted from a military marquis to a correcting officer so quickly?" Yan Li said with a smile. "Congratulations, congratulations."
"You will pay for your contempt!" Zhang Zhixiong growled and the forged blade flew out of his hand.
As the start of this intense battle, he used his weapon as a hidden weapon and threw it out with all his strength.
At first, the audience thought it was ridiculous, but seeing the speed of the forged blade as fast as lightning, they no longer dared to underestimate it.
That bolt of lightning carried Zhang Zhixiong's anger, and it came as it pleased.
The huge saber that spun like a gale seemed to be held in the hand of a giant man that was thirty meters tall. It swiftly and fiercely chopped down, and the airflow was stirred up, making a "wu wu" sound like the wailing of ghosts and the howling of wolves.
Before the saber arrived, the strong wind pressure almost pressed Yan Li to the ground.
"Hey hey! You must be joking! "
Although Yan Li had tried his best to estimate Zhang Zhixiong's strength, he didn't expect that he would still underestimate this person.
He didn't need to think at all to raise the Leaving Cliff high up. Fortunately, the scabbard was refined with Sky Mystic Stone, otherwise it might not even be able to block the first blow.
Bang!
The forged blade heavily struck the Leaving Cliff with an incomparably strong wind pressure, making a sound that simply couldn't be made by metal.
Yan Li, needless to say, had already operated the Heart Cleansing Incantation. The copious power endlessly turned into the power of the Heart Cleansing Incantation and poured into the Leaving Cliff.
However, this power was too great, and the conversion of the Heart Cleansing Incantation unexpectedly showed signs of intermittent.
Yan Li quickly understood that this was the limitation of the Leaving Cliff. It wasn't that it didn't have enough capacity, but that during the conduction process, there would be a conduction interruption.
After all, it wasn't even a sword embryo, it was only a model. It was already incredible that it could absorb external power.
During the intermittent process, there would inevitably be residual power leaking out, and this must be borne by Yan Li himself.
He had no choice but to use all his strength to operate the Heart Cleansing Incantation. In the nothingness, the Heart Cleansing Sword rushed out and appeared in the chaotic world. At this moment, it seemed to know that it and Yan Li would suffer together, so it no longer worked hard as before, but also worked hard to absorb external power.
Countless small gray light spots appeared from the chaos and fell near the Heart Cleansing Sword. The Heart Cleansing Sword also lost its former vitality, and was suppressed by these small gray spots.
These were the external power that reached the middle dantian through Yan Li's body.
The external power was full of all kinds of impurities. For example, the source of this power — the forged blade and its master. For Yan Li, except for the specific attribute of the primordial qi, all other people's primordial qi were impurities; there was also a more mysterious point, that is, Zhang Zhixiong's disgust and anger towards Yan Li, and the resentment of the cultivators who died on the martial arts arena, were all impurities.
These impurities would cause a certain degree of harm to Yan Li's body. If left unchecked and accumulated, he would die a violent death like the previous masters of the Heart Cleansing Formula.
At this time, the "spirit" of the Heart Cleansing Formula, the Heart Cleansing Sword, bore a great deal of the pressure for Yan Li.
Although it was only a short moment, for Yan Li, it was as long as half a day.
In the blink of an eye.
After a muffled sound, the stalemate lasted less than a second. The forged blade's strength was exhausted, and it was bounced out in the crowd's surprise.
Naturally, the audience didn't know the danger Yan Li encountered at that moment. They thought that Zhang Zhixiong's blow seemed earth-shattering, but in fact, it was nothing more than that.
But the situation on the field was ever-changing, and there was no time for them to think.
With a sharp whistle, Zhang Zhixiong leaped high. As he flipped his body in midair, he took advantage of the bounced forged blade and chopped down at Yan Li.
The power of this blade didn't seem to be as good as the previous one, but only the experts could see that Zhang Zhixiong had taken advantage of the gap when Yan Li received the first blade to condense his own blade momentum.
With momentum, this was no longer a simple chop.
The invisible pressure caused the surrounding air to feel as heavy as lead.
In the center of the pressure, Yan Li's body was frozen by the invisible momentum. It was as uncomfortable as falling into water.
At this time, the cliff had absorbed a large amount of external force and hadn't yet stabilized.
Without hesitation, Yan Li threw himself forward, making a lazy donkey roll a few feet away.
Boom!
Zhang Zhixiong's powerful and heavy blow smashed a long shallow pit on the granite practice stage. The remaining momentum surged, rushing in all directions.
The spectators who were swept by felt a chill in their hearts.
Looking at the embarrassed Yan Li dodging, it was obvious who was superior. Suddenly, boos rose from all directions.
Yan Li sighed and wiped his sweat, "That was close!"
The spectators saw his uncaring expression and despised him even more, laughing at him.
"Brat, if you don't want to die, quickly admit defeat. Be careful, Zhang Wuhou will beat you until your mother can't recognize you."
"Brat, if you want to fight with Zhang Wuhou, your strength is still far from enough. Don't make a fool of yourself …"
Most of the voices were filled with contempt and ridicule. Those with discerning eyes could also see that Yan Li was at a disadvantage. If he didn't admit defeat, defeat was only a matter of time. Therefore, they also joined the ranks of ridicule. The scene became one-sided.
Of course, there was a completely different voice.
"Yan Li, you bastard, if you dare to lose, I'll die in front of you — —"
The cry of grief and indignation attracted a lot of attention.
Only to see that the man who wanted to cry but had no tears said: "I've bet all my wealth on you, I don't even have my next meal …"
It seemed that even though Zhang Zhixiong was strong, there were still people who thought that Yan Li would win.
Of course, the big gambling houses also adjusted the odds based on the number of bets. The odds of one to three, at least proved one thing, there were many who bet on Yan Li to win.
With the first one, there was naturally a second and a third. Very quickly, those who bet on Yan Li to win jumped out and cheered; those who bet on Zhang Zhixiong were naturally unhappy and also cheered.
Although the Yan side had fewer people, their momentum did not lose to Zhang side. Neither side was willing to give in to the other. No one knew who started it first, but they started cursing. Then, the cheering turned into a war of words. The scene was chaotic and almost out of control.
Of course, what happened below the stage had nothing to do with the stage.
Yan Li looked calm on the surface, but in reality, all his attention was on Zhang Zhixiong. He couldn't care less about the commotion below the stage.
Zhang Zhixiong's two consecutive attacks did not have any effect, and the anger in his heart grew. Suddenly, he leapt backwards and soared into the air.
He leapt towards Yan Li's position, head down, both hands holding the blade above his head. Qi gathered in his dantian, he suddenly roared, and at the same time, the forged blade heavily chopped out from below.
Three powerful attacks, each more violent and violent than the last. Only those whose eyesight had reached a certain level could see that Zhang Zhixiong's reason was about to be drowned out by his anger.
Yan Li smiled slightly. He raised the sheathed Leaving Cliff and struck out like lightning, hitting the blade of the forged blade.
Ding!
The two separated as soon as they touched. Yan Li could not withstand the huge force, and with a scream, his whole body was sent flying backwards. After landing, he could not stop rolling backwards.
Zhang Zhixiong's body flipped in the air, the forged blade heavily touching the granite. Before he landed, he chased after the rolling Yan Li.
"Die!"
With a low roar, yuan qi flowed into his feet without any obstruction, and he stomped down like a thunderbolt.
If this stomp landed, Yan Li would inevitably be trampled into minced meat. Zhang Zhixiong had this kind of confidence.
"You're so easily fooled, what did you learn on the battlefield?"
But at this moment, the pathetically rolling Yan Li unexpectedly let out a sneer. His hands suddenly pushed off the ground, and his feet shot into the sky without warning.
Bang!
There was a rapid explosion in the air. Zhang Zhixiong only felt a pain in his calf, and then he lost his balance. Involuntarily, his head fell to the ground as he rose upwards.
Yan Li's beautiful Soaring Cannon counterattack was successful, and then he maliciously smiled. After landing, he shouted, "Swordless Style, beat the idiot!"
His right hand formed a fist, and with lightning speed, he accurately hit the free-falling Zhang Zhixiong's face.
Zhang Zhixiong's vision blurred, and before he could react, he felt a heart piercing pain from the bridge of his nose. There seemed to be a slight "kacha" sound entering his ears, and the pain made him cry as he was sent flying.
He rolled twice on the ground, enduring the pain, and stood up. Seeing that Yan Li did not pursue him, but was looking at him with a mocking expression, he thought of the burning pain on his nose, and his eyes widened in anger.
At this time, a voice came from below the stage. "Ah, you're crooked. You're not good looking to begin with, and now you've become a real ugly melon. "
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