"The first move of the Xuanwu Suppressing Heaven Fist..."
Shangguan Luo relied entirely on his strength, mobilizing his qi, blood, and true essence to deliver this punch perfectly.
Li Ming unleashed a punch, without any fancy moves, just an indestructible iron fist, striking heavily without any special effects, but in accordance with the Dao, appearing perfectly natural.
"boom!"
Their fists collided again, like two mountains colliding, the roar echoing through the sky.
The surrounding light barrier flickered under the impact, and the many martial artists watching the battle felt exhilarated.
After a martial artist cultivates to the Celestial Realm, there are actually not many fighting styles like this, where every punch lands hard, but it is extremely exciting. Especially since the skills of the two on the field are extremely high. Li Ming needs no introduction; his martial arts talent is terrifying. In just a few years, he has surpassed the efforts of others who have worked for countless years. Shangguan Luo is also extremely remarkable; after a hundred years of cultivation, he can be called a grandmaster.
The people on the field were enjoying the show, but Shangguan Luo couldn't help but back away, feeling a numbness in his hand. He frowned and showed a look of shock.
The Xuanwu Zhentian Gong he cultivated was originally a technique that focused on the physical body, especially its defensive power, which was extremely astonishing and far surpassed that of other geniuses of the same realm. His close combat with Li Ming was also a deliberate choice.
However, when faced with direct confrontation, he initially found himself struggling to cope.
His defense was impressive, but Li Ming's strength was too exaggerated. One punch after another even caused internal injuries to him. If this continued, he dared not gamble that he could stand until the end... Especially since Li Ming was clearly still holding back, not using any divine techniques or anything like that. He was just using ordinary martial arts, mobilizing the power of his physical body and blood. Although it was very skillful, it seemed quite childish in this battle that was close to the level of a martial god.
He had a feeling that the other side was warming up, preparing for the big battle to come.
Actually, that's not what Li Ming was thinking; he just wanted to test the strength of his physical body.
If he uses his full strength, one punch might not be enough to finish him off, but a few more punches would definitely knock him down.
"This can't go on."
Shangguan Luo muttered to himself.
suddenly.
"Boom!"
Without hesitation, Shangguan Luo unleashed his trump card: three exquisite spirit cauldrons, arranged in a triangular shape, appeared in everyone's sight and grew larger and larger.
"The Xuanwu Spirit-Suppressing Cauldron of the Four Symbols Sacred Land!"
"The three spirit cauldrons are all mid-grade divine weapons. When they form the Three Talents Formation, they can rival high-grade divine weapons, and their defensive power is extremely heaven-defying."
"In that case, Ara is in a bit of a predicament."
"How could Huang possibly lose? Even the Sun Saint couldn't withstand a single blow from him."
Although Li Ming only made a move once in front of them, it was earth-shattering and he was practically invincible.
"The former chief disciple of the Four Symbols Holy Land was only lacking in strength because he did not cultivate the sect's Emperor Scripture."
Countless people watching this battle stared wide-eyed.
The ding (鼎) is generally regarded as a crucial instrument for establishing a nation, a symbol of power, and a type of magical artifact that many holy lands and great religions like to forge. It represents suppression and stability. Compared to swords and knives, its offensive capabilities are naturally much weaker, but its defensive capabilities are extremely strong. Strong defensive capabilities mean being invincible.
No one expected that such a treasured item would be taken out by the Four Symbols Holy Land and given to a junior.
Although low-grade divine weapons are precious, they are nothing to the holy lands and major sects. Even in insignificant dynasties like Da Xuan and Da Yan, many people possess them, although they are mostly passed down from their ancestors.
Moving up to the next level, mid-grade divine weapons and magic treasures are different. They may seem to be of a lower grade, but their power is a level higher. Even veteran Heaven and Earth Realm Martial Gods in holy lands may not possess them.
Superior and top-grade divine weapons are basically treasures held by beings at the Unity Realm. Holy Land-level forces value them highly and consider them their most prized possessions.
It can only be said that this kind of holy land-level power is rich and powerful. Although it is impossible for them to directly bestow it upon Shangguan Luo, just letting him use it is enough to show how much importance the holy land attaches to it.
The Four Symbols Sacred Land is located within the Four Sacred Palaces, which soar into the clouds.
A dignified middle-aged man couldn't help but speak up:
“Old man Xuanming, I didn’t expect you to even dare to bring this out.”
Xuanming Martial God, who is also Shangguan Luo's master and an elder of the Four Symbols Holy Land, said with a smile, "The Xuanwu Suppressing Spirit Cauldron is not a treasure. If my disciple wins against this desolate place, what's wrong with giving him one?"
"However, my disciple has the same physique as me. He uses this cauldron as if divinely aided. Although Huang is very strong, it is not certain that he can win."
"hehe."
Inside the Four Saints Heavenly Palace, many people laughed, it was unclear whether they were laughing at the other party's hypocrisy or at Shangguan Luo's overestimation of his abilities.
No matter how arrogant Huang appeared, they had to admit that this top genius on the list was not someone that just any holy disciple from a holy land could easily mess with. No one knew his background, and the successor of the Azure Emperor was just the tip of the iceberg. In the eyes of many old monsters, only those true monsters could rival Huang. He was a figure who stood out from the crowd in other ancient realms. He was probably a little monster cultivated by some forbidden force.
Li Ming could also sense the vigorous aura emanating from the three giant cauldrons. Although they were not the opponent's natal divine weapons or magic treasures, they were extremely compatible.
"I'm not in a hurry to attack; as for defense, with the three spirit cauldrons protecting me, it would be best to win, but even if I can't win, I should at least force the opponent to reveal something."
Shangguan Luo was quite optimistic, which was why he resolutely accepted the mission.
Being able to demonstrate one's strength in front of so many seniors and also bring honor to one's own holy land is naturally a great opportunity.
"This is a good treasure, but it's a pity you're only using this divine weapon and can't unleash much of its power."
Li Ming remained calm and composed.
Whoosh!
A divine sword, brimming with overwhelming power and imbued with the essence of chaos, appeared in his hand.
Only what belongs to you can exert its power.
In an instant.
With sword energy surging, Li Ming's overall power began to surge. He was too lazy to say anything more and unleashed a sword strike without hesitation.
"The Sword of Xuanhuang, the Only One!"
Instantly, sword intent surged forth, yin and yang shifted, the true meaning of the five elements flowed, the colors of heaven and earth changed, and a single sword strike transformed into ten thousand sword shadows.
A terrifying sword light cleaved the heavens and earth, traversing the sky like an eternal divine light.
"town!"
Shangguan Luo's eyes turned red, and he poured out all his true essence and primordial spirit power, fully activating the Xuanwu Suppressing Spirit Cauldron to defend himself.
"boom!"
Countless sword lights roared, and tens of thousands of sword shadows, carrying endless variations, rushed towards the three spirit cauldrons that Shangguan Luo was protecting in front of him.
The spirit cauldron shook.
"Buzz~ Buzz~"
After a loud roar, the true essence exploded, the light distorted, and the countless Dao patterns connecting the three spirit cauldrons at their centers became unstable.
"not good!"
Shangguan Luo felt his mind and spirit constantly shaking, and he tried his best to activate the spirit cauldron.
"cut!"
Li Ming unleashed another sword strike, connecting with the Great Dao, representing overwhelming power. That monstrous sword intent was unstoppable, as if crushing everything step by step.
The boundless aura swept across the heavens and earth, and all that could be seen was endless sword light filling this space. If an ordinary Celestial Realm martial artist were to be placed in it, he would probably be instantly pulverized. This is the terrifying aspect of a powerful sword cultivator; his attack power is second to none.
In the blink of an eye.
Even the Xuanwu Spirit-Suppressing Cauldron, representing the strongest defensive power, could not withstand it and turned into three small cauldrons, losing its previous divine might.
Shangguan Luo could no longer sustain such a high-intensity battle. Even though his true essence was far more abundant than that of other martial artists of the same realm, it was still somewhat difficult for him to wield such a divine weapon. It would be easy for him to crush weaker opponents, but Li Ming also possessed a divine weapon. This kind of match was a contest of individual strength between the two.
Li Ming's personal strength is beyond doubt; there are probably few in the whole world who can compare to him.
I surrender!
Shangguan Luo's body trembled, and he coughed up blood. He endured the pain and uttered words he would never normally say.
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