"Although your technique is faster than mine, you are still a Qi Condensation cultivator. If you use too much spirit energy, you won't be able to keep up," Li Leyan said with a smile.
Although he was talking, his hands did not stop. He immediately controlled a nearby sea urchin chopstick to stab the broad spine of the golden broadsword.
"Your spirit energy is already depleted. If you absorb more of the sword's spirit energy, you won't be able to hold on," Li Leyan said confidently. Li Leyan declared confidently. He even mobilized another Sea Urchin Sharp Tooth Chopstick to attack from behind, forming a pincer attack.
Facing the nimble and fierce pair of sea urchin chopsticks, the golden broadsword struggled, but it could not keep up. It could dodge the front, but it could not dodge the back.
In the end, the golden broadsword's movements became slower and slower …
"Martial Nephew Li, even if you lose, it's a glorious loss." Li Leyan sighed. He immediately controlled two sea urchin chopsticks to attack from the front and back, hoping to absorb all of his opponent's spirit energy.
Jiang Wuyi was worried. If Ye Kong lost, he would not be able to enter the formation, and it would be even more difficult for him to reach Foundation Establishment. Unknowingly, she grabbed Huang Zixuan's hand tightly. The two girls' palms were sweaty.
"Sigh, he still lost!" An outer hall disciple sighed dejectedly.
Jiang Wuyi was furious. She suddenly remembered what Brother Heizi had told her before. She had to trust him unconditionally.
"You're the one who lost! Brother Heizi will never lose! "Jiang Wuyi turned around and almost roared.
"But …" The disciple was about to retort, but before he could say anything, his eyes looked as if he had seen a ghost. His face was filled with disbelief.
Jiang Wuyi quickly turned around.
"Bang!" A clear and melodious sound shook the entire arena.
Unknowingly, the Golden Shield Broadsword in the sky began to spin like a windmill. The rapidly spinning Golden Shield Broadsword left behind a golden circle in everyone's eyes. Golden light shot out in all directions, and the wind whistled.
Li Leyan had thought that Ye Kong's spirit energy was already depleted, so he could attack with confidence. He did not expect this guy to have so much spirit energy, and was even spinning rapidly.
In a moment of carelessness, the sharp edge of the Shieldsword cut into the center of one of the Sea Urchin's chopsticks. If not for Li Leyan's quick reflexes, the other chopstick would have been cut by the spinning golden sword.
After a crisp sound, one of the white lights turned into two white lights and fell to the ground in the center of the arena …
Cao Muqing was dumbfounded. The audience was dumbfounded. They didn't expect a certain black man to win. It was too unexpected.
Li Leyan was also dumbfounded. He looked at the sea urchin's sharp-toothed chopsticks that he treasured so much. One of them had been split into two, and his heart turned cold.
The victorious Ye was also dumbfounded. He didn't expect the chopsticks to be so fragile. That Martial Uncle Li wasn't a bad person, so how could he chop someone else's magic tool into two?
The first to shout were the two girls. After being suppressed for a while, they naturally became responsible cheerleaders. "Hei Zi, Hei Zi, we will definitely win. Hei Zi, Hei Zi, we will cut you in half."
On the stage, Ye fainted. What kind of words are these? They don't rhyme at all. Aren't they afraid of being laughed at?
"Martial Uncle Li … I'm really sorry. I really didn't expect …" Ye Kong hurriedly put away the Golden Shieldsword.
Although Li Leyan's heart ached, he was too embarrassed to say anything in front of everyone. He put away the chopsticks and said, "It's fine. The flaw of my sea urchin's sharp-toothed chopsticks is that they're too thin and fragile. You can't be blamed for this … I didn't expect that with your cultivation level at the eighth stage of Qi Refinement, your Object Exorcism Technique would be far better than mine."
Li Leyan couldn't help but feel a little dejected. Ye Kong said, "Martial Uncle Li, don't be sad. Actually, Martial Uncle's technique is amazing. I've never seen anyone change their technique so quickly … It's a pity that Martial Uncle talks too much. Although you appear calm and unrestrained, it's inevitable that you lose focus. It's impossible for you to form the wrong technique, but it can affect Martial Uncle's judgment … Just now, I pretended that my spirit energy was insufficient and deliberately showed flaws. With Martial Uncle's cultivation level, you should be able to see through it."
Ye Kong's words not only gave Li Leyan advice, but also gave him a way out of this embarrassing situation. However, to everyone's surprise, Li Leyan nodded and thought for a moment before saying, "Black-Hearted Li, you're a very good opponent. I'll be able to comprehend a lot by fighting you, so I've decided to continue fighting you."
Li Leyan's words immediately provoked a wave of mockery and cheers from the audience. You're too shameful as a Martial Uncle. Your Dharma artifact was split in half by a junior, and you still want to continue fighting shamelessly? You're too shameless!
Cao Muqing immediately shouted, "No noise, or I'll chase you all out! The rules state that if one side admits defeat, leaves the arena, or reaches the time limit, one side loses! Li Leyan has the right to continue fighting. He hasn't lost yet! "
Ye Kong was so depressed that he wanted to die. F * ck my ancestors, I forgot once again that you can't be a good person! I was kind enough to remind you, but you insisted on fighting with me. Aiya, this is really depressing.
Li Leyan was also embarrassed. When he saw Ye Kong's unfriendly expression, he said, "Martial Nephew, it's not that I want revenge or to bear a grudge, but I really want to fight you. If we don't fight today, I'm afraid this matter will become a knot in my heart …"
Immortal cultivators were most particular about having no restraints. If there was a knot in one's heart, one's cultivation would encounter a bottleneck. When Li Leyan said that, Ye Kong could only smile generously and say, "Then I'll risk my life to accompany you."
"Okay." Li Leyan replied loudly and patted his storage bag again. This time, an ancient cauldron the size of a palm flew out.
When Ye Kong saw this, he was on guard. Generally speaking, cauldrons were very powerful as Dharma artifacts. Many of them were large-scale offensive Dharma artifacts. Previously, he had seen the power of Spiritual Medicine Mountain's Void Cauldron. If it wasn't for the ancient treasure, Aqua Fire Gourd, he wouldn't have been able to deal with it. Unexpectedly, Li Leyan took out another ancient cauldron. When Ye Kong saw the grade of this cauldron, he immediately gasped.
"A supreme-grade Dharma artifact!" The audience at the side of the arena all widened their eyes. No one had expected to see a supreme-grade Dharma artifact.
A supreme-grade Dharma artifact was very rare, and the materials needed were also extremely rare. Moreover, even if all the materials were supreme treasures, no mechanic master could guarantee to refine a supreme-grade Dharma artifact. In their words, refining a supreme-grade Dharma artifact required luck.
"This cauldron is called the Hundred Sword Cauldron. It was given to me by a good friend of mine when he passed away. This is a supreme-grade metal Dharma artifact that contains 800 flying swords. However, with my cultivation, I can only release half of them …"
Li Leyan's introduction shocked all the disciples. Oh my god! 800 flying swords … Even if half of them was used, there would still be 400 flying swords. Everyone only had one flying sword. At most, one could split into three. If you released 400 swords at once, there would be nowhere to hide!
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