Chapter 280: A stunning skill, captivating eyes, winning the grand prize, and reaping abundant rewards.

Nangong Liuli looked over and saw Li Xian stepping onto the stage to compete, and she was overjoyed. Among the many flower cage thieves, she found Li Xian the most pleasing to the eye.

He couldn't help but feel a pang of worry. Gazing intently, he wanted to shout encouragement, "Kill these villains from the Flower Cage Sect for me!" But constrained by his flowing robes, he remained frozen in place, not daring to move an inch. The words, instead of uttering them, were silently uttered in his heart.

Li Xian bowed respectfully. His adversary, a man in his thirties, dressed in fine clothes and carrying a command token at his waist, was named "Du Tiechang".

After exchanging pleasantries for a moment, they each made their move. Li Xian avoided the initial onslaught, anxiously dealing with several attacks. He figured out Du Tiechang's true strength and secretly estimated that defeating him would not be difficult.

Seeing that the fight was evenly matched, and noticing Li Xian's youthful appearance and remarkable skill at such a young age, Du Tiechang pressed forward with three steps, his palms thrusting forward with fierce force and swift momentum, like a raging storm. This was the starting stance of the "Stabilizing Wave Palm." The Stabilizing Wave Palm is thick, solid, and requires a calm mind to execute; Du Tiechang was prepared for a long battle.

Li Xian dodged to the side and retaliated with three punches. His punches were unpredictable and cunning, possessing the agility of a leaping snake, adding to the sudden shifts in the power line of the "Four Directions Fist." The three punches landed on Du Tiechang's left shoulder, lower abdomen, and chest. Li Xian's internal energy was both refined and surging. His physical strength was both fierce and precise.

After years of hard work, it has become extremely powerful.

Du Tiechang was sent flying backward, tumbling off the stage. Unable to withstand the attack any longer, he lifted his clothes and saw three dents and bruises on his shoulder, abdomen, and chest, where condensed internal energy remained. In his haste, he had used the "Combined Body Technique" to protect himself, but it hadn't been able to stop him in the slightest. He looked on in disbelief.

Nangong Liuli exclaimed happily, "Great! Great... Ouch... It's so itchy!" She almost stood up. But all her acupoints were restrained. The Yongquan acupoint on the sole of her foot, the acupoints on her back, and the acupoints on her sides were tingling and numb.

Extremely angry, she dared not make another move. Her eyes immediately welled up with tears, and she thought to herself, in this state, who would dare to humiliate her?

Shi Yufei nodded secretly, paying a little attention. Ye Cheng and Meng Han glanced over, but didn't seem to care much. The Flower Cage Sect was a bandit organization, its members living a dissolute life and neglecting their martial arts training.

He was not good at any of the traditional arts, such as playing the zither, chess, calligraphy, or painting.

Organizing a grand event should be done simply, with a competition where the winner is honored.

Li Xian, having just won his first match, retreated to the shade of a tree. He leaped and landed horizontally on a branch. Gazing at the fight in the arena, he pondered:

"The Flower Cage Sect is a mixed bag, and it has some extremely formidable opponents. I will try my best to conceal my strength and not show off my abilities to attract attention. But when the time comes, I will not be stingy."

So and so.

After several more duels, he defeated his opponents with basic martial arts techniques, winning one victory after another, and no one even noticed him. Only Shi Yufei frowned slightly and glanced at him a few more times.

Nangong Liuli was naturally pleased to see him win one victory after another. However, seeing that his victories were rather mediocre, as if he relied entirely on a set of exquisite boxing techniques, she couldn't help but feel a growing worry. If he encountered a strong opponent, wouldn't he be defeated in an instant?

The disciples of the Flower Cage Sect are scattered throughout the world, but fewer than one in a hundred can gather at the Water Altar. This is because the Water Altar is a secretive place to enter and exit, and its disciples are widely dispersed, unlike ordinary sects.

The fight grew increasingly fierce. About half an hour later, Li Xian returned to the arena to face a woman named Zeng Xiaoke. Zeng Xiaoke was his senior sister from the same sect as Qu Xiaoyou, whom he had encountered earlier.

This woman was extremely skilled in using poison, having honed her hands into a pair of poisonous palms. When she struck out with her palms, a dense poisonous mist erupted, black with a faint purple tinge. It spread out, incredibly potent.

Her cultivation level was at the Essence Absorption Realm. Over the years, she had honed her Poison Palm technique, and in numerous battles, all her opponents had perished in her palm strikes. Her attack now was aimed at taking lives.

Her ruthless methods, combined with her beautiful appearance and feminine figure, attracted the attention of all onlookers.

Bystanders sighed:

"This kid is doomed. He's run into Zeng Xiaoke... Her poisonous palm strikes could kill him with the slightest touch."

"We need to wait for Ding Zelin, Lang Dao, and other figures to deal with her poisonous palm strike."

"Her move, 'Gathering Mist and Locking Smoke,' envelops her entire body, making it difficult for opponents to get close. Not to mention ordinary disciples, even martial arts experts at the second level would be helpless without any counter-martial arts techniques."

If Li Xian had gathered his three flowers at the top of his head and exhaled pure air, he could have easily dispersed the poisonous gas. However, after dodging several palm strikes and retreating repeatedly, he never took a direct hit. Just as Zeng Xiaoke became agitated, he suddenly spat out a mist of blood.

When the blood mist came into contact with the poison, the blood immediately turned black and turbid, breeding putrid worms. This shows that the poison invades the bloodstream; even a tiny bit of it renders the blood filthy and useless.

Li Xian exclaimed in surprise: "This poisonous fog contains not only toxins but also tiny insect eggs. When it comes into contact with blood, the toxins stimulate the insect eggs to hatch and instantly devour the blood."

His sharp eyes spotted four mother insects nestled within Zeng Xiaoke's fingernails. Each time he struck, the mother insects secretly released their eggs. This palm technique was called "Ten Thousand Poison Palm" or "Moth-Slaying Claw."

The two martial arts styles complement each other. Even if the opponent dares not fight head-on, the insect eggs scattered in the air will transform into moths and attack. At that time, the sky will be filled with poisonous moths, scattering poisonous fluff... how formidable!

Zeng Xiaoke was extremely pleased with himself. He had used this combination of "Ten Thousand Poison Palm" and "Moth-Slaying Claw" to capture and kill a beautiful and well-known female swordswoman in Huaiyin Prefecture. While the swordswoman might have survived if she had fallen into the hands of the Flower Cage Sect, her death at Zeng Xiaoke's hands was truly tragic; her body was beyond repair, becoming food for poisonous moths.

Ye Cheng's expression changed slightly: "The Poison Flower Daoist's poison is becoming increasingly potent. She really is something else; why doesn't she discipline her disciples? With attacks like this, who can possibly survive?"

Meng Han laughed and said, "Our Flower Cage Sect is not a righteous sect. Since we are going to the arena, there will inevitably be casualties."

Liu Yu shook his head and said, "That's true... but if we use this trick to woo women in the future, wouldn't that be a waste?"

Zeng Xiaoke suddenly thumped his chest. As the poisonous mist spread, the insect eggs were gradually stirred up, and the poisonous moths, carrying the toxic gas, would spread throughout the area. Li Xian would have no chance of survival, and the disciples watching from the sidelines would also be affected.

Nangong Liuli frowned anxiously, so anxious she wanted to stomp her foot. But her jade shoes contained fine needles hidden inside, and walking on them made her Yongquan acupoint extremely itchy. If she stomped her foot, she would pull on the needles and suffer the pain herself. She could only rub her toes slightly and observe the changes in the scene with focused eyes.

Suddenly, Li Xian coughed up blood mist again. The onlookers assumed he was cornered and fighting back in desperation, resorting to his old tricks. Zeng Xiaoke sneered twice, his palm force surging forth, sending the poisonous mist flying towards them.

Li Xian raised his hand and shook his chest. The blood mist thickened, seemingly threatening to blot out the sky. Shi Yufei, Ye Cheng, Meng Han, and the others were slightly taken aback. Surprised by Li Xian's abundant blood energy, they all shook their heads slightly. Poisonous mist suppresses blood mist; simply suppressing it with sheer quantity is futile.

Suddenly, the blood mist became scorching hot, and with a whoosh, it ignited into a blazing black flame. The raging black flame swept through the poisonous mist, burning away all the toxins. The insect eggs were instantly incinerated. Zeng Xiaoke was astonished as the flames reached her, and she was writhing in agony from the heat. She was immediately defeated.

Ding Zelin, Wang Changjiang, Lang Dao, Bao Zhixian, and the others all turned to look. They were extremely surprised and secretly pondered how to deal with the situation, beginning to be wary of Li Xian.

Qi thought, "I've been keeping a close eye on this kid since he won several matches. I couldn't tell how capable he was, but in this fight... he spat out blood mist that turned into blood fire. That was truly astonishing. If I encounter him in the future, I need to be wary of this strange skill of his!"

Li Xian's meteoric rise to fame made it impossible for him to remain low-key. Calm and composed, he concealed his talents and bided his time, revealing his true brilliance when he finally drew his sword. He remained unmoved by honor or disgrace, his comings and goings with ease. Shi Yufei nodded secretly; this young man was indeed to his liking.

Zeng Xiaoke's skin was burned, and she rolled on the ground in a pitiful state. Li Xian glanced at her coldly, completely unconcerned. Meng Han said, "Why don't you help her away to heal her wounds?"

"Quickly...quickly apply my Qiongxiang Yulu Cream to her. Oh my...what a beautiful face."

His two disciples stood by his side, ready to obey his orders. They carried Zeng Xiaoke off the stage and began tending to her injuries.

Ye Cheng frowned and said, "Old Meng, are you trying to woo the Poison Flower Taoist? You won't do anything without a reason, why are you being so eager to please him?"

Meng Han laughed and said, "I am a rare talent. Oh, look at this... such a good kid, ruined like this, how pitiful."

He said to Shi Yufei, "Grand Envoy... I will leave my seat briefly to help take care of the junior's injuries."

Shi Yufei stroked his beard and said, "It's rare that you have such a kind heart. Now go."

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Nangong Liuli exclaimed with delight, "This little thief really held back. Good! He's clearly not weak at all; he deliberately concealed his abilities before, making me worry about him for nothing."

There is a growing sense of hope.

It was midday. The sun was high in the sky, and the air was scorching and humid. The disciples watching all sought shade under the trees to cool off, as the grand competition was drawing to a close.

With only a handful of matches remaining, the competition grew increasingly tense. Even for players like Ding Zelin, Lang Dao, Wang Changjiang, and Bao Zhixian, victory would require considerable effort and skill.

After defeating several powerful opponents, the disciples of the Flower Cage Sect were all buzzing with discussion about Li Xian. The name "Hua Wucuo" quickly spread throughout the Water Altar, and everyone knew that a dark horse had emerged in the grand event.

This...

Li Xian faced off against Lang Dao. Bao Zhixian, Wang Changjiang, and Ding Zelin all stared intently at him. Lang Dao, short in stature, gazed at Li Xian with a serious expression, secretly gathering his inner energy, cautiously on guard.

The two exchanged pleasantries. Then, they probed each other's strengths and weaknesses with basic martial arts techniques. The disciples of the Flower Cage Sect were not good at one-on-one combat, but they were all as cunning as foxes. Wolf Blade used the Smoke-Blowing Palm to attack, while Li Xian used the Flying Snake Hand to counter.

The advantage of the Smoke-blowing Palm lies in its ethereal and agile nature. Wolf Blade was secretly pleased to see Li Xian use the "Flying Snake Hand," believing that, purely in terms of martial arts characteristics, the Smoke-blowing Palm was slightly superior to the Flying Snake Hand.

Li Xian pondered, "Even with immense strength, there's no need to rush. I'll proceed cautiously and observe your prowess." He then unleashed three moves of "Soaring Serpent Leap."

The wolf-blade recoiled sharply. The advantage of the Smoke-Blowing Palm lies precisely in this: its palm technique is as ethereal as smoke, allowing for both offense and retreat, for both aggressive attacks and stealth. In contrast, the Flying Serpent Hand is ruthless, precise, cunning, and fierce… demanding exceptional timing from the martial artist. If faced with the unpredictable and mysterious nature of the Smoke-Blowing Palm, its weaknesses would naturally become apparent.

After exchanging several blows, Wolf Blade, using the subtlety of the Smoke-blowing Palm, flashed to Li Xian's left and swiftly unleashed three palm strikes. The energy in his palms was extremely heavy, yet it gave the illusion of "blowing smoke on one's face," making it difficult to defend against.

Li Xian used the "Cloud-Soaring Hand" technique, specifically the "Exploring Clouds and Seizing Mist" move. He deftly gripped Wolf Blade's wrist, applying slight pressure, and a "crack" was heard. Wolf Blade cried out in pain.

He was confident in his strength, but he sensed that Li Xian's hands were like giant pincers forged from black iron, containing immense power. The Wolf Blade martial arts were at the second level, its bones tempered to be extremely resilient.

This prevented it from shattering. However, the wrist bones were riddled with cracks, and the pain was unimaginable. Wolf Blade desperately wanted to break free, but he felt that the internal energy was far beyond comparison, and the pure physical strength was even further behind.

He was secretly horrified: "Where did such a monster come from in my Flower Cage Sect? What is the meaning of this terrifying strength?" His screams were accompanied by a faint wolf howl.

Li Xian suddenly stopped. The wolf-shaped blade immediately fled, and his wrist, blackened from the impact, showed signs of severe injury, with needle-like wolf hairs sprouting from his wrist guard. This was the "Wolf Qi Gong".

This Wolf Qi Gong is a miraculous self-defense technique, cultivating the "Thunderous Chest Drumming" into a sound like a wolf's howl. This is because the internal energy is condensed to the point of being like a wolf's hair, capable of piercing through the flesh and protecting the entire body.

If Li Xian had hesitated to release his grip for even a moment, his palm would have been pricked by the wolf-hair brush. He was both surprised and delighted; the world was full of wondrous skills and endless wonders. He had a natural fondness for strange and unusual things, and he felt extremely satisfied whenever he gained new knowledge.

Upon hearing of the perilous battle just now, Ding Zelin, Wang Changjiang, and Bao Zhixian all felt extremely anxious and secretly hoped that Lang Dao would win. Seeing Li Xian's young and handsome face, they suddenly felt a faint sense of pressure.

Meng Han had already left his seat. He peeked over here and muttered, "This guy is so arrogant, he actually has some real strength!"

Li Xian laughed, "Again!" Boosting morale. Wolf Blade pulled a long sword from his back and held it horizontally in his mouth. He was practically sprawled on the ground.

This was extremely difficult to move, almost like walking into a trap and exposing one's weakness. But his waist and abdomen stretched and contracted with astonishing speed, moving and dodging as swiftly as a snake.

His move was both unusual and fierce. Imagine an ordinary martial artist fighting; all their moves assume the opponent is in front of them, behind them, to their side, or above them... It's extremely difficult to imagine the opponent crawling on the ground.

Even if they possessed techniques to deal with powerful underground enemies, they would only use a few moves and would never delve into them in detail, thus wasting time. Although this wolf-shaped knife contains the word "wolf," it was chosen intentionally.

In martial arts techniques, the character for "wolf" often carries connotations of ruthlessness, ferocity, and speed. However, Wolf Blade's "Smoke-Blowing Palm" technique showed no trace of ruthlessness, ferocity, or speed. It employed a subtle and unpredictable approach, aiming to catch the enemy off guard.

He abandoned his hands and feet, pressing his abdomen against the ground. This martial art of rapid movement is called "Snake Breath in the Abdomen," which is neither a light-body skill nor a footwork technique. Rather, it is a martial art for "nourishing life and healing injuries."

The aim is to lie prone on the ground, feel the rhythm of the earth, regulate the body through breathing, relieve fatigue, and even lie still like a snake for months without needing to eat or drink anything.

However, during his training, Wolf Blade discovered that his abdomen was incredibly flexible, its expansion and contraction far surpassing that of others, giving him the potential for a transformation [the Water Abdomen]. After mastering the "Snake Breath Technique," he suddenly discovered he could move like a snake at an astonishing speed.

Based on this characteristic, he devised a ground-based sword technique that used the earth as water, the abdomen as a boat, the hands and feet as rudders, and the mouth as a knife, specifically targeting the lower body of the opponent.

He was incredibly fast. His abdomen expanded and contracted as he breathed, and in an instant, he was upon Li Xian. His serpentine mouth slashed towards Li Xian's ankle, but Li Xian dodged. He slammed his palm on the ground, spinning and leaping into the air, the serpentine mouth following suit, slashing towards Li Xian's neck and upper arm…

His move was always successful. When onlookers saw him use this martial art, they were amazed and would surely expect him to attack the lower body, so they would guard their feet. But to their surprise, his next move was to spin his body and make his mouth blade strike upwards at a tricky angle, aiming at the opponent's upper body.

An ordinary martial artist would be struck by this move, at best losing both hands, at worst being beheaded on the spot. Li Xianhou leaned back and dodged again.

The wolf-like blade slashed at Li Xian's abdomen, attempting to pierce between his legs. If this move were executed, Li Xian would not only be in grave danger from the waist down, but even if he survived, he would suffer lifelong regret. Li Xian thought to himself, "Wow... this martial art is truly vicious. This person is indeed not weak..."

He moved with lightning speed, turning to dodge. Wolf Blade was deeply impressed by this young man's prowess; several of his unexpected attacks were easily dodged. Just as he was about to unleash another trump card, he suddenly felt the ground tremble violently.

Seeing Li Xian stomp his foot into the ground, the immense force penetrating the earth, actually sent the wolf-blade flying from the ground. His "Snake Breath in the Abdomen" technique relied entirely on moving with his abdomen close to the ground. Whether rolling or shifting sideways, his movements were completely unpredictable. Martial arts masters could predict the angle, force, and direction of the next move from the changes in their opponent's footwork. But his movement by staying close to the ground was completely unconventional. He used this technique to maneuver and move with extreme ease.

But the instant he was thrown off the ground, he felt as if he had lost his limbs, suddenly losing the ability to move. He never expected that his signature move would be countered in such a way.

Terrified, he hurriedly reached out to defend himself. But Li Xian kicked him in the face, sending him flying off the stage, rolling five zhang before crashing into a large tree trunk. The tree trunk shook violently, and those seeking shelter from the sun and shade nearby fled in panic.

Suddenly, silence fell.

Ding Zelin, Wang Changjiang, Bao Zhixian… exchanged glances, all utterly shocked. The battle that had just taken place seemed evenly matched, but in reality, Li Xian had won by a significant margin.

"If this wolf-blade's strange martial arts were to be used against me, I would find it extremely difficult to counter. This boy... is truly a formidable enemy on this journey!"

Nangong Liuli clapped her hands and said, "Good! Wow..." Seeing that Li Xian was very strong and had defeated another strong opponent, she was overjoyed.

Suddenly, her pretty face flushed red: "Nangong Liuli, Nangong Liuli. You're so happy that this little thief Hua won. Are you eager to offer yourself up to him?"

Shi Yufei was secretly pleased. His keen eye had led him to suspect that Li Xian hadn't used his full strength. Since his strength surpassed Lang Dao's, he naturally surpassed Ding Zelin and the others as well. The Hualongmen martial arts were graceful and gentle, endlessly flowing… they were accustomed to using clever tricks and coordinated attacks.

He was desperately seeking a disciple as fierce, straightforward, and capable of standing alone. He thought to himself, "I'll test his skills and see how powerful he is." He then said to the deputy envoy Yan Hao, "In my opinion, this boy will undoubtedly win this contest."

Yan Hao said, "I don't think so. Ding Zelin and the others are also quite good. Their martial arts are mutually restraining. Victory and defeat are common. This one..." He didn't know Li Xian's name.

Ye Cheng smiled and said, "Hua Wucuo."

Yan Hao said, "Hua Wucuo's victory over the Wolf Blade is indeed due to the mutual restraint of their martial arts. He may not necessarily be able to defeat Ding Zelin, Bao Zhixian, and Wang Changjiang."

Shi Yufei pondered to himself. Yan Hao's observation was certainly reasonable, but his insight was sharp and never wrong. Moreover, Yan Hao was proficient in the Five Elements, Eight Trigrams, Feng Shui, and geomancy... but he was far inferior to him in martial arts and combat techniques.

Shi Yufei said, "How about this... let's change the rules of the competition. Let Hua Wucuo stand in the arena, and the rest of us can attack him at will."

Ye Cheng said, "Grand Envoy... wouldn't this be too unfair? Hua Wucuo has been attacked repeatedly, and his Qi is running out. He will definitely lose."

Shi Yufei said, "I remember this grand event had three prizes: beautiful women, donation money, and treasures... These are the first three prizes."

"How about this... If he can defend the arena for half an hour, he can choose one of the three prizes first. If he can defend the arena, he can have all three prizes."

Ye Cheng was slightly surprised, unsure whether Shi Yufei was intentionally cultivating Li Xian or deliberately targeting him. With the rules set, the rest had no objections.

The rules have been changed. Li Xian will stand in the arena, and others will challenge him. When Nangong Liuli heard this news, her pretty face paled slightly, furious at the villains of the Flower Cage Sect. Seeing Li Xian defeat Wolf Blade, she guessed that in a one-on-one duel in the arena, his chances of winning were at least 60%.

The defending and attacking arenas are different. During the Nangong family's banquet, they also organize attacking and defending arenas. They are extremely fierce, with the defenders feeling as if they are being besieged. If the family banquet is like this, the Flower Cage Gate's grand event must be even more dangerous.

Li Xian guarded the arena. Ding Zelin, Bao Zhixian, and Wang Changjiang, eyeing him intently, launched a coordinated attack, advancing together.

The three martial arts styles differ. Ding Zelin's moves are subtle yet swift, while Wang Changjiang is adept at using ethereal, melodious techniques… each move imbued with the subtleties of music, transforming ordinary techniques into extraordinary ones. Bao Zhixian possesses a solid foundation and a tall stature, employing a powerful and forceful style. However, in actual combat, despite his formidable physique, his moves remain circuitous and hesitant to engage in direct, direct attacks.

It lacks Li Xian's sharpness.

The three attacked simultaneously with unprecedented ferocity, causing Nangong Liuli to break out in a cold sweat. Li Xian's eyes darted around, his gaze sharpened to its limit. He discerned the details of their moves and swiftly reacted with a counterattack.

In that instant… he faced three opponents and showed no signs of defeat. After several exchanges, Bao Zhixian's expression changed drastically, vaguely experiencing the sensation of the wolf blade. This young man's moves appeared light and agile, but in reality, they all concealed immense, powerful force.

He trained his physique rigorously, exchanging blows several times. He already felt his arms go numb, and the more he fought, the more alarmed he became. Li Xian successively unleashed "Four Directions Fist," "Gentle Breeze Leg," "Vast Expanse Leg," and other martial arts techniques, all of which were extremely powerful and perfectly natural.

He maneuvered among the three men with effortless grace and ethereal elegance. His figure was captivating, exuding a refined and dashing charm. In their previous one-on-one duel, Li Xian had won easily; even against the Wolf Blade, though slightly tense, he hadn't been able to fully display his prowess.

The three surrounded him. They fought fiercely, each attack more ruthlessly than the last. Li Xian deftly evaded their attacks. The contrast between the two highlighted his extraordinary abilities.

Nangong Liuli's eyes gleamed with surprise as she murmured, "This little thief Hua is so formidable."

This move astonished the entire audience. Li Xian remained calm and composed, showing neither joy nor excitement. Each move had been honed tens of thousands of times, and his execution was as effortless as ever. The three men broke out in a cold sweat, and suddenly their footwork changed, as if they had tacitly formed a "triangular serpent formation."

This formation is formidable. If it is successfully executed, it truly possesses the power to overcome the strong with the weak. Li Xian had anticipated this, and thus remained on guard. Taking advantage of the moment the three formed the formation, he immediately and swiftly struck, hitting one of them with his full force.

Bao Zhixian was closest to him. He was the first to be struck by the fist's force, his steps faltering, and he hurriedly used the "Bronze Body Qi Gong" to parry. His martial arts manifested strangely, as if he were surrounded by a layer of bronze bell.

When Li Xian's fist struck, a loud "thud" resounded, shaking the bronze bell. Bao Zhixian was overjoyed to have blocked the attack. Li Xian focused his breath and activated his "Iron Copper Body," his body radiating a dark, pulsating light.

The sound of his chest drumming like thunder resounded, and the third move of the Gang Lei Finger technique, the "Thunderclap Finger," was added to his fist intent. His fist's energy gained even more surging killing power, and the energy of his fist vibrated like a bronze bell.

Bao Zhixian felt as if he were enveloped by thunderous sound, which reverberated within his body. His "Bronze Body Qi Gong" technique was shattered, and he was violently smashed away.

Ding Zelin and Wang Changjiang had intended to form a battle formation. Before they could even complete it, one of them had already fallen. Their morale collapsed; they had truly lost. Li Xian coughed up blood mist, and Ding Zelin and Wang Changjiang scattered to the left and right, fearing they would be engulfed in blood and fire.

Li Xian used the Seven Star Step, moving with incredible speed. He caught up with the two and defeated them one after the other.

At this point, the incense had not yet reached halfway.

The onlookers were all astonished. Upon closer examination, they realized that he had won even faster than when fighting the wolf-wielding sword alone.

Nangong Liuli's beautiful eyes sparkled with admiration.

(End of this chapter)