Mr. Li was making arrangements for his final arrangements when he said this. He had already gone on stage to fight with the mentality that he would die.
Ling Hai shook his head and said seriously, "Even if I lose, at most I will lose some face. I have long regarded Mr. Li as an elder. Your life is more important than my face.
If something is impossible, don’t force it.”
Mr. Li did not reply. His previously hunched back straightened instantly, and he stood proudly between heaven and earth like a long sword with a sharp edge.
He did not use any fancy way to go on stage, but instead walked up the stairs in an orderly manner and stood opposite Wu Xiong.
After sizing up Mr. Li in front of him, Wu Xiong's eyes lost some of the contempt, and he said seriously:
"At the initial stage of the Heaven Realm, you are considered one of the top masters in Dragon Country. It's a pity that time has made you old. You are far from being my opponent.
Judging from the long sword in your hand, you must be from the Sword Sect. Who is Li Jianxian to you? "
Mr. Li's expression changed slightly, and he frowned and said, "He has passed away. Do you know my master?"
"It's more than just acquaintance. Ten years ago, the Sword Saint and the Sword Immortal killed all the members of my Xuanming Sect. If it weren't for me using my secret technique, I'm afraid you would have turned into a handful of dust ten years ago." Wu Xiong said calmly.
"You...you are the leader of Xuanming Sect, Taoist Blood Demon?" Old Li said in horror.
When these words were spoken, the whole audience was shocked!
Not many people have heard of Wu Xiong, but the name of the Blood Demon Taoist Priest is well-known. This is the man who single-handedly caused a bloody storm in the four provinces of the Central Plains ten years ago.
At that time, not to mention an elder of the Blood Demon Sect, even a registered disciple could walk around the four provincial capitals with impunity.
If it weren't for the Sword Saint and the Sword Immortal joining forces with hundreds of masters from the Dragon Kingdom, the Xuanming Sect would probably have long since developed into an unshakable behemoth.
Even Ling Hai, who has the highest status and power on the field, would be killed by a single fart in front of the Xuanming Sect at its peak.
After all, how could such a behemoth that the entire Dragon Kingdom feared be compared with the few noble families in the four provinces of the Central Plains?
Ling Hai's heart felt like it was sinking into an ice cellar, and he stared at Lin Hu intently. The person this guy invited was not a boxing master, but a sky-devouring dragon.
This guy's goal is not to win the Zhulu Conference at all. He probably intends to assist Taoist Blood Demon to gradually erode the Central Plains and restore the glory of the Xuanming Sect.
Before everyone could recover from their shock, the two people on the stage had already started fighting.
Although Mr. Li knew that he was no match for his opponent, he was carrying the dignity of Linghai and the future of the entire Central Plains on his shoulders.
Eat the emperor's food and be loyal to him.
It’s a pity that even if he fought to the death, he was no match for Wu Xiong. He was defeated before the other party could even use 50% of his kung fu.
During the fifth round, Wu Xiong seemed to have lost interest in the fight and seized upon Li Lao's weakness to knock him away.
Wu Xiong shook his head and said slowly, "You should be thankful that you weren't my first opponent. Otherwise, you would have become the black-clad ninja who was killed as a warning to others and died with regrets."
He didn't kill him because Old Li had been highly respected in the Central Plains over the years. If he killed him, it might cause public outrage. At that time, if he wanted to establish his power in the Central Plains again, he would probably face great resistance from all sides.
"Do you want to continue?" Wu Xiong said slowly to Ling Hai in the audience.
Ling Hai looked at the collapsed Mr. Li with a serious expression. After a while, he said in a resolute tone, "No more fighting. We admit defeat."
"Haha! Taoist Wu Xiong is truly formidable. He's invincible with every move!"
"For ten years, I was trapped in a well, but now I am in power and rise to the top. Taoist Wu Xiong is so powerful!"
Lin Hu and the men behind him jumped up from their seats, waving their fists and cheering for Wu Xiong.
Ling Hai has been the number one man in the Central Plains for several years. Although he is a son-in-law, he can only sit on the throne with the help of the power of his father-in-law's family.
But it is undeniable that he has been working diligently in this position, which has led to the steady development of the economy and strength of the entire Central Plains.
Now that it is being trampled under Wu Xiong's feet, it naturally means that the situation in the Central Plains is about to change.
The heroes of the old era have passed away, and the lords of the new era have stepped onto the throne by stepping on piles of bones. I am afraid that the Central Plains will all be named Wu in the future.
Everyone couldn't help but feel sad and looked at Ling Hai with sympathy.
Wu Xiong's eyes swept across Ling Hai lightly, but unexpectedly stopped on Qi Laosi. He was so scared that his soul left his body and he buried his head deeply.
Wu Xiong said coldly, "Are you the Fourth Master Qi from the capital? Half a month ago, you had the idea of killing people and stealing treasures. You actually ruined my beloved disciple's cultivation and shattered his dantian.
Aren't you going to give me an explanation for this matter?"
Master Qi was horrified and couldn't help wondering why this guy was turning the tables. It was clearly Lin Hu who framed him, and only after Master Long saw through it did he punish Master Yang.
Then he realized that Master Yang was probably confusing right and wrong in front of Wu Xiong and pretending to be an innocent victim.
"Master Wu Xiong, it was Lin Hu and Master Yang who framed me first, so..."
Mr. Qi Si didn't dare to say anything further, but the implication was obvious.
Unexpectedly, Wu Xiong showed no surprise at all, as if he had expected this. He sneered:
"Do I need you to remind me? My Xuanming Sect is in the business of killing people and stealing treasures. If my beloved disciple doesn't do anything that harms the world, then he is not my disciple."
These shameless words left everyone speechless. What they meant was that the people from Xuanming Sect could bully you, but if you dared to fight back, you would have to pay with your life.
But truth comes out from fists. Wu Xiong had already convinced all the big guys. Who would dare to jump out and refute him at this time?
Seeing that everyone was so hesitant, Wu Xiong stamped his foot and said in a deep voice:
"Master Long, I know you are here!"
"What? You dared to destroy my beloved disciple's Dantian while I was away, but you don't dare to stand up and admit it like a man?"
"Another reason why I, Wu Xiong, came to the Zhulu Conference is to experience your ability to wield divine thunder and inflict devastation on all sides!"
In the huge underground venue, thousands of people dared not make a sound. Only Wu Xiong's roar was like thunder, exploding in everyone's heart.
Everyone now has only one thought:
"Who exactly is this Master Long? How could he have caused the Blood Demon Taoist Priest, who disappeared ten years ago, to appear specifically for him?"
Suddenly, someone seemed to remember something and exclaimed, "I heard that half a month ago there was a Master Long who could bring down thunder. Could that be him?"
Upon hearing this, everyone connected the story to the previous rumors. Indeed, rumors about Master Long often appeared in Jinghai and Jingcheng. It was said that his full name was Master Long Xuan?
Someone said angrily, "If this guy is a man, he should come out right away. What if the Blood Demon Taoist priest takes out his anger on us?"
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