Chapter 127 Displaying Divine Power, Avenging Humiliation

At the critical moment, a shout of "Stop!" came from afar, and a figure leaped into the air and entered the arena, attacking from both sides with his fists.

Upon seeing this, Senior Brother Peng immediately used the "Leopard-Capturing Hand" technique, reaching out with both hands to grab the incoming fists, his palms completely swallowing the fists.

The visitor was none other than Ding Hu.

As soon as they started fighting, Ding Hu realized he was no match for him.

But the arrow was already on the bowstring and had to be released. He tried to pull his hands back to unleash his next move, but he felt that his opponent's wrists were extremely strong, and his hands were like iron shackles, firmly holding his own.

Left with no other choice, he had to fight head-on. His inner energy surged and flowed into his fists. Senior Brother Peng grinned and said, "You piece of trash who can't even circulate your Qi, dare to compete with me in inner energy?" He stomped his feet, and an even stronger surge of inner energy came.

The two streams of internal energy were vying for dominance.

The clothes of both fighters fluttered loudly as they fought. The surrounding crowd watched in amazement; although martial artists were everywhere, such a contest was a rare sight.

Ordinary people don't even know what "internal energy" is.

Even a blind man could tell who was stronger. After only a short while, Ding Hu was soaked to the bone and his face was deathly pale, but he was barely holding on.

Among the top-ranking guards, only Hua Hanying could circulate his Qi throughout his body. Ding Hu could be considered among the best, slightly stronger than Fang Bichun, with more vigor and younger age.

But Senior Brother Peng always managed to outdo him in every way.

Senior Brother Peng twisted his waist wildly, lifting Ding Hu into the air. The Leopard Saber Sect members exclaimed, "Senior Brother Peng, what amazing skill! You've cultivated your leopard waist strength to such a degree!" "Such exquisite leopard waist strength! Senior Brother Peng is about to be able to wield the saber!" "Impressive! Impressive! Senior Brother Peng truly lives up to Master's high regard!"

That Senior Brother Peng was strong and tall. His waist made crackling sounds. With each crack, his strength increased.

This martial art is truly remarkable. It trains the spine to be like a bowstring, fully utilizing each vertebra, resulting in strength like an arrow released from a bow. One unit of strength is used to its fullest potential.

With a whoosh, Senior Brother Peng swung his weapon with brute force. Ding Hu, a seven-foot-tall man, was no match for him and was flung away.

He crashed into the towering pillar of the building. If the impact had been solid, Ding Hu's bones would have been shattered, or he would have been reduced to a bloody pulp. The sheer brutality of the attack truly shocked everyone present.

The momentum was clearly unstoppable.

The crowd had closed their eyes. But they didn't hear the sound of blood and flesh flying. When they looked again, they saw Ding Hu standing on the ground, with a handsome young man with a prominent mole between his eyebrows standing beside him.

"Commander Li!"

The guards were initially delighted, but then their faces fell. They still vividly remembered how Commander Pang had been injured. Commander Li was so young; how could he possibly withstand the current situation?

Bi Chun cupped his hands and said, "Commander Li, it's best to stop fighting. If we continue, we'll all be left!"

All the nurses shared this view.

Ding Hu hesitated, as if he wanted to speak but then stopped. No one else had witnessed what had just happened except him.

He had just been thrown off his feet and knew he was going to die. His heart was filled with sorrow when suddenly someone pressed down on his shoulder.

The momentum vanished instantly, and it immediately regained its footing.

Such martial arts prowess was beyond his comprehension. However, the Leopard Blade Sect possessed profound strength, and he didn't know how many other powerful figures they might have.

Then Senior Brother Peng laughed and said, "Young man, who are you? I heard them say that you are their leader?"

Li Xian had intentionally let Ding Hu make the first move to observe the Leopard Blade Sect's style of operation and to consider the strength and degree of his attack.

Li Xian replied, "Yes." Upon hearing the word "commander," the Leopard Blade Sect members all burst into laughter, their expressions brimming with contempt.

Senior Brother Peng's eyes flashed, and he stretched his muscles and said, "The last commander couldn't withstand three strikes from Senior Brother Wang. Hehe... This time, I hope you can withstand three punches from me."

His waist and body were taut, his strength and energy united. His muscles and bones were fully stretched, and with a powerful thrust of his feet, his figure shot forward, charging fiercely.

Li Xian stepped back to the side. The blue bricks in front of him shattered, crushed by Senior Brother Peng's footsteps. Seeing that his attack had missed, Senior Brother Peng twisted his body and threw a punch.

The martial arts he has learned so far all revolve around the muscles, bones, and spine. They are extremely lethal; one unit of his strength can be equivalent to ten units.

But everything has its advantages and disadvantages. Although Senior Brother Peng's strength was fierce, his intentions were clear with each punch.

Furthermore, the "force line" is too long. The trajectory of each punch starts from the soles of the feet, flows through the spine to strengthen, and finally reaches the hands.

In Li Xian's eyes... it was naturally full of loopholes.

"All you can do is dodge!" Senior Brother Peng was getting annoyed after several missed attacks. Those around him couldn't see the difference in skill, but secretly felt a chill for Li Xian.

Li Xian said calmly, "Weak, too weak." Senior Brother Peng continued his offensive, his eyes widening: "What did you say?"

Before Senior Brother Peng could speak, Li Xian grabbed him by the hair and slammed him to the ground.

The blue bricks shattered, and Senior Brother Peng's head was buried deep in the ground. His legs twitched, and it was unclear whether he had fainted or was truly dead.

Everyone fell silent, their heads buzzing.

That senior brother Peng, relying on his strength to bully the weak, was young, strong, and extremely arrogant. Yet, he was easily defeated by someone even stronger and younger.

Li Xian stood still, his face calm. He possessed an air of composure and extraordinary handsomeness, exuding an aura that seemed to overwhelm all.

"Quick! Go and invite Senior Brother Liu!"

The Leopard Blade Faction had previously been very powerful, spewing out all sorts of insults and vulgarities. They wanted to humiliate the guards of Yihe Manor to the point of being completely humiliated.

But stunned by this, no one dared to speak, and the atmosphere became heavy. They could only hope that another powerful figure in the sect could overshadow Li Xian.

That Senior Brother Liu is a second-generation disciple and a skilled swordsman.

The Leopard Blade Sect has strict rules and was originally moved here from elsewhere. If you want to learn the blade... even serving the sect leader for ten years might not guarantee you the true teachings.

"Who dares to be so arrogant here and injure my fellow disciples from the Leopard Blade Sect!" A loud shout rang out.

Liu Hong, from the Leopard Blade faction, arrived at the scene. He carried a large sword on his back, indicating he was well-prepared.

He was over thirty years old and was obviously more composed than the other disciples. He glanced at the situation in the arena, about to say something distorted and then make a move to show his power.

Li Xian, however, took the initiative to attack. He threw a simple, unadorned punch, but Liu Hong, overconfident, merely snorted and raised his hand to receive it, neither dodging nor avoiding. He continued to mutter incessantly:

"Ignorant brat, I, Liu Hong, have cultivated for over ten years. How could you possibly compare to me? Watch as I take you down with a single hand!"

The moment he finished speaking, he was struck as if by lightning, feeling a powerful surge of internal energy sweeping over him like a destructive force. His prized internal energy proved utterly vulnerable and was defeated in an instant.

He was sent flying backward, vomited three mouthfuls of blood, and then fainted.

Simple, direct, and efficient.

"Commander, you are mighty! Commander, you are mighty!" The guards' morale soared.

Li Xian frowned, thinking to himself, "In the current situation, I am the only one holding the fort. If it turns into a group fight, Yihe Village will inevitably suffer heavy casualties. If I turn around and run away, the livelihood of the county will be lost."

An idea came to mind, and he said something to Ding Hu. Upon hearing this, Ding Hu took a step back and disappeared into the crowd.

Li Xian alone held the line, a man who could hold off ten thousand.

He said, "Anyone else who disagrees, come and face them!" The Leopard Blade Sect fell silent, daring not to speak their anger. They wanted to hurl insults, but seeing the miserable state of Senior Brother Peng and Senior Brother Liu, their words were cut off.

The somber atmosphere turned into cheers only when one person arrived.

“Commander Li, this person… is the culprit who injured Commander Pang.” Fang Bichun stepped forward and said with a solemn expression.

A young man, dressed in a golden leopard outfit, arrived at the fighting arena.

The crowd gasped in amazement, and a child exclaimed, "Mother, this is a fairy!"

Some even knelt down and kowtowed.

Li Xian looked directly at the person who had come, his brows furrowing slightly. This person was deliberately showing off, his entire body surging with energy, carrying a rainbow on his shoulder, indicating that he was about to enter the "Eating Essence" stage.

Because he comes from a sect, his strength is probably even greater than that of Zheng Xuezhang and others.

The leopard spine strength, leopard-catching hand, and other martial arts techniques were enough to show that the Leopard Blade Sect was no ordinary force.

"Senior Brother Wang, this boy is also a commander. Please capture him and avenge us!"

"Senior Brother Wang, it's up to you now! This kid has some skill."

Upon seeing the man arrive, the Leopard Blade Sect members felt their courage surge.

Wang Bao was twenty-six years old, a remarkable young man. The character "Bao" in his name was bestowed upon him by the sect leader, Xu Liefeng.

He was raised as if he were his son.

Upon seeing Li Xian's face, Wang Bao was suddenly taken aback. Having received the sect leader's true teachings, he possessed considerable insight. Seeing the red mole between Li Xian's eyebrows, he guessed it was a "transformation mark," and for a moment, he felt a surge of envy and jealousy.

Wang Bao said, "When you took over as commander, I cut off your hand and kicked your foot. I thought that once you returned to the manor, you would be bedridden forever. I didn't expect you to be so bold as to provoke me."

He gripped the knife with both hands, and the sunset glowed like a rainbow over his shoulders.

Li Xian had fought against the Immortal in the Altar and Zheng Xuezhang before, even before his [Transformation Form] was revealed, and he was already fearless. Now that his strength has improved, there is even less reason for him to be afraid.

"Then I'll cut off your hands and kick your legs," Li Xian said calmly, his hand pressing against the hilt of his sword.

Wang Bao sneered, "Fine, fine, ignorance is bliss." Though his words were arrogant, he was not underestimating his opponent.

As they were talking, the blade pointed downwards. With a sudden sweep, it sent the bluestone slabs flying, all hurtling towards Li Xian. Dirt splattered, obscuring his vision.

Li Xian was not careless and drew his narrow sword. He cleaved the stone slab in two, and dust billowed up, enveloping him.

Wang Bao hid in the mud and mist.

He darted left and right with incredible speed, and suddenly a flash of light appeared as a blade came slashing down at him. Li Xian parried with his own blade, sparks flying everywhere.

Wang Bao's swordsmanship is called "Golden Leopard Swift Sword." The essence of this swordsmanship lies in the word "speed." He first learned "Leopard Capturing Hand" and "Leopard Spine Strength" to lay the foundation.

After switching to the Golden Leopard Quicksword technique, one can quickly master the basics. The swordsmanship is not only fast but also extremely lethal.

The blade was incredibly fast, slicing through the air, accompanied by the roar of a leopard.

Moreover, his swordsmanship was extremely agile. As soon as Wang Bao slashed down, he pulled away, creating distance and giving Li Xian no chance to counterattack.

Their harassment and attack tactics were brought to their fullest potential.

Li Xian snorted coldly, his "Great Luo Blade Technique" at its peak, his skill profound, perfectly protecting both inside and out. His blade techniques were controlled and precise. Wang Bao sneered, "You're quite formidable, but how can you possibly defeat me?"

After speaking, he swept his sword across the ground again, raising clouds of mud and dust that continued to obscure the view.

Li Xian remained calm and composed. He unleashed the essence of the Great Luo Blade technique, "Vertical and Horizontal Net," a move that uses both horizontal and vertical blade paths to weave a net of blades, pushing it horizontally with considerable power.

The crisscrossing sword strikes were indeed extremely powerful.

Wang Bao said, "That's all." He was well-versed in swordsmanship and observed that Li Xian's swordsmanship consisted of only one vertical and one horizontal stroke. Although his skill was profound, his swordsmanship was too rudimentary and had many flaws.

He seized a gap in the swordplay, his figure as swift as a leopard, and slashed at Li Xian's wrist.

Li Xian narrowed his eyes. With a flick of his wrist, the number of sword shadows suddenly multiplied several times, becoming impenetrable.

Based on the "Cross and Horizontal Net", the boxing intent of [Four Directions Boxing] is flexibly applied.

The martial arts techniques they practice are combined in countless ways, resulting in a myriad of variations. This is unmatched by anyone!

The number of sword shadows suddenly increased several times over. Wang Bao was taken aback, but he was already enveloped by the sword's power.

Light and shadow intertwine, blood splatters.

A scream suddenly rang out.

Countless blades struck, their incredibly fast flashes scattering the dust and mist.

All the onlookers saw was Li Xian's swordsmanship moving so fast it left afterimages, as if several hands had appeared out of thin air. The swordsmanship only had two paths, vertical and horizontal, but it was so dense and impenetrable that it resembled a wall of swords.

Wang Bao's body was covered in knife wounds, and he was exhausted from parrying. The wounds kept piling up on his body. His clothes were tattered, and he had hundreds of knife wounds all over his body.

Li Xian had mastered his skills and was incredibly powerful. The entire arena fell silent—the Leopard Blade Sect, the guards of Yihe Manor, and even the onlookers.

Everyone was dumbfounded and utterly horrified!

(End of this chapter)