Chapter 880 - 97: What the Hell

Chapter 880: Chapter 97: What the Hell

Spiritual Ability completely burst, golden light exploded, and a figure flew out like a cannonball, crashing heavily onto the ground dozens of meters away.

Almost everyone present stood up, how could this not have killed that country bumpkin!

The cheers abruptly stopped in their throats as they stared in shock at the person on the ground... it was Meng Kuo who had been sent flying.

Meng Kuo lay on the ground, his body trembling, struggling to get up. Li Xin did not pursue, merely waiting on the side with no expression on his face.

"What a Ground-to-Sky Cannon, if it were you, you’d be dead," Ku Chan remarked with hands clasped together.

"Damn bald head, I’m not brainless, getting so close to him!" Liu Zhongyang said angrily, "But Meng Kuo’s got something, still able to tremble. I acknowledge him as one of the new generation’s top three body cultivators in the Divine Land."

"Brother Liu, you’re putting on airs again," Ku Chan said blandly, "Even at a distance, you won’t stand a chance."

"Who could’ve known before the fight?" Liu Zhongyang pursed his lips, looking at the stage.

The fallen Meng Kuo tried to struggle to his feet, but to outsiders, his desperate struggle was just a slight tremble.

Li Xin moved his arm a bit, surprisingly feeling warmth in his body. It’s been a long time since he felt this comfortable; the life and memories of Secret Castle are gradually awakening.

At the Three Pristine Sect’s table, Jiang Jinyue’s face was solemn, while beside him, the still very weak Chu Zhan couldn’t help but sigh, "Incredible."

Jiang Jinyue nodded, Where did this terrifying body cultivator come from?

About ten seconds later, Yun Le appeared, quickly approaching Meng Kuo. Meng Kuo was still trying to squirm, but... his pupils were already white. He wasn’t struggling to get up; he had passed out, and his body was just convulsing.

"Second match, Loose Cultivator Ren Yanli, wins!"

Yun Le glanced at Li Xin, who looked unbothered. She excitedly raised her white jade hand, and under the lights, her figure was enchanting and seductive, youthful energy overflowing. Her gaze towards Li Xin was filled with passionate sparks.

How is he so powerful, thought Yun Le, her heart pounding.

The seductive woman naturally admired the path of the strong, and during nighttime chats in the bedroom, the discussions between the two sisters inevitably revolved around Ren Yanli. What started as a bit of discomfort turned to curiosity over time. The immortal, Liu Zhongyang, Ku Chan—the colorful outside world mentioned by them—had unknowingly shifted their focus to Ren Yanli.

The whole audience was abuzz with chatter, everyone discussing among themselves. What a poor act, losing after one hit—and he kept struggling? If you’re going to act, at least do it right, damn it.

Most people had bet on Ren Yanli losing.

Facing the noise and shouts, Yun Yu slowly looked away. Her emotions were much more stable than Yun Le’s as she turned to the three elders, Tang Feng smiled, "Meng Kuo wasn’t in the best form today, a bit careless."

"Both aren’t bad, but Meng Kuo performed worse," Kui Ma nodded, "This Ren Yanli is an outsider and very good at body techniques. Those who come after should be careful, although our Divine Land is strong, we must not underestimate the world’s heroes."

Everyone turned to Wang Zhigao, who pursed his lips with a troubled look, seemingly reluctant to speak. But Yun Yu was staring at him expectantly since she had paid for this.

Wang Zhigao was quite frustrated, feeling like he had lost himself. Are the knights from outside so fierce now?

Before Wang Zhigao could speak, a cultivator jumped into the ruined arena, "Everyone, this is clearly a fixed match. How could a country bumpkin be so strong? Chu Zhan only trained halfway, but Meng Kuo had complete victories before this, each fight vigorous and mighty, yet what did he even show in this match? Do they think we’re blind? Smashing the Martial Arts Arena on purpose to lessen impact? Refund!"

This triple bet, you could bet on winning one match, two, or complete the triple. Most laid their bets on Ren Yanli losing in the second match. While Little Vajra from the Vajra Institute might not be as arrogant as other Vajras, he’s indeed powerful.

Soon, many joined the clamor for a refund. Yun Yu and Yun Le’s expressions changed drastically, sensing something wasn’t right. Yun Le pouted, who dares to make a scene in Jiuxiao Building!

"Shut the hell up everyone," before the sisters could act, the more irritable Wang Zhigao bellowed, sending a slap through the air, smack...

The cultivator on stage was sent spinning away, "Shameful fool. That was the body cultivator’s Gang Condensation Array, a magic that uses one’s Spiritual Ability as the axis to create a heavy pressure, effective not only on body cultivators but also twisting other types of magic. Just for having this Gang Condensation Array..."

Wang Zhigao was about to praise Meng Kuo a bit, but remembered Meng Kuo got knocked senseless, making it hard to compliment him, "... plenty of talent but lacking in practical experience. Using full strength without any room for adjustment in a kill move, if a nearly equal opponent breaks it, defeat is inevitable. He needs more practice."

He then looked at Li Xin. Li Xin also stood there, looking at Wang Zhigao, wanting to hear how Old Wang would evaluate his battle.

In Wang Zhigao’s eyes, that half-smile expression was a slap in the face, "Your Ground-to-Sky move has some potential, but a pity. If only he had used a feint during the waist-hugged move, the result might have been different."

Li Xin smiled, "Oh~~~, thank you Elder Wang for the guidance."

Wang Zhigao’s face flushed, damn it, this country bumpkin was subtly mocking him. He knew in that state, Meng Kuo couldn’t switch between real and fake, needing greater control.

The more he thought, the angrier he got, wanting to retort, but searching his mind, there wasn’t much to scold except the fact that he was a country bumpkin.

Looking at Wang Zhigao’s reddened face, for some reason, Tang Feng and Kui Ma seemed a bit happy, but their faces remained calm as clouds.

The third opponent is no small matter, being Shao Feng from the Infinite Sword Sect.

The Infinite Sword Sect’s swordsmanship is a renowned masterpiece of the Divine Land, one of the three major sword arts of the Divine Land. Divine Land sword arts often combine magic with swordsmanship, but the Infinite Swordsmanship prioritizes swordsmanship supplemented by magic through a Fusion Technique.

The Infinite Sword Sect doesn’t have a branch in Cyan Dragon City. In the Divine Land, some sects with numerous members like to claim territories everywhere, while others are more traditional, with fewer members but all masterful. The Infinite Sword Sect is the latter.

Shao Feng’s come specifically from Vermilion Bird City. Any sect must adhere to the Divine Land’s laws, including the Infinite Sword Sect. With few disciples, they must take turns participating in worldly events like the Martial Arts Tournament at Jiuxiao Building to gain experience and enhance the sect’s Divine Land Contribution Value. Despite the limited competitions, almost all Infinite Sword Sect disciples are on the Red List, with outstanding ones entering the top ten of the annual Red List.

"Presenting from the Infinite Sword Sect—Clear Wind Sword Shao Feng!"

The entire venue roared with voices, all Divine Land cultivators, clearly hoping Shao Feng could defeat Ren Yanli. If he scores another triple win, it would be suffocating to death. People of Divine Land have always had absolute confidence and pride, from dominating the Golden Sea Region to integrating the Li Long people. In Dao Yuan, they are the transcendent existence among the Five Great Sanctuaries, how could they allow a Beijing native to achieve such a feat here?

This would leave the Celestial Destiny Sect with no face when executing tasks in Li Long.