Chapter 852: Defeating the Enemy in One Move…
The moment Xiao Yanyao appeared, the sense of oppression was overwhelming.
Many of the fighters watching the battle were worried for Li Qingran.
"Goddess, keep it up..."
"If it really comes down to it, we can just give up the match. There's no shame in it!"
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However, Li Qingran simply stood gracefully on the stage, her pretty face still cold, without even frowning.
The defending champion is positioned high above the arena due to its design.
The challenger, on the other hand, has no choice but to accept the gaze of the defender looking down upon them.
Xiao Yanyao raised his eyes and stared at Li Qingran, his eyes now filled with a hint of coldness.
He was a collateral branch of the Xiao family, and he could only survive in the family by relying on the favor of the direct line. He should have stood in Li Qingran's position as the defender, but he had to hide his strength in the preliminary round and deliberately lose the game in order to complete the young master's task.
However... things aren't too bad yet.
He can now reclaim the identity he lost from Li Qingran.
At the same time, I'm also fulfilling the young master's mission, so I can handle both without neglecting either.
The moment Xiao Yanyao stepped onto the arena, the entire platform suddenly sank, releasing his fighting power, and fine cracks appeared on the blue brick floor.
He grinned, revealing two rows of gleaming white teeth, his bronze face radiating arrogance: "Li Qingran, is it... I didn't originally intend to bully a beautiful young girl like you, but unfortunately you've messed with the wrong person. Be more mindful of your status in the future!"
Before he could finish speaking...
Four boundary rings—yellow, yellow, purple, and purple—lighted up simultaneously beneath his feet.
The dazzling light blinded the surrounding audience.
The Dou power of a level 42 Dou Zong was like surging magma, bursting out along his bulging muscles, and the air was squeezed by this violent power, making a buzzing sound.
"roar--!"
A deafening roar echoed throughout the stadium.
Behind Xiao Yanyao, a huge phantom of a golden lion king appeared, its golden mane as flamboyant as flames, its lion eyes gleaming fiercely, exuding a kingly aura.
The audience in the front row were so overwhelmed by this momentum that they kept backing away.
Many low-level Battle Masters turned pale and couldn't help but cover their ears.
A gasp rang out from the audience.
"Top-tier Beast Fighting Spirit, Golden Lion King!"
"Xiao Yanyao is going all out on his battle spirit right from the start; he's aiming for a quick victory!"
"Li Qingran is in danger; the level difference is too great!"
Without any intention of wasting words, Xiao Yanyao's first boundary ring instantly shone brightly.
"Lion Claw Slash!"
He took a sudden step forward, pushing off with his right leg.
He lunged at Li Qingran like a cannonball.
In mid-air, his right hand transformed into a sharp lion's claw, accompanied by a piercing whistle that tore through the air, aiming straight for Li Qingran's face. The attack was incredibly powerful; even before it reached him, the oncoming gale had already whipped the stray hairs on Li Qingran's forehead backward.
Faced with this ferocious attack, Li Qingran's eyes remained calm as still water. She didn't even move her feet; she simply raised her longsword lightly, the tip pointing diagonally forward.
The first ring lights up.
A purple halo flowed beneath my feet.
"Sword Style: Breaking the Waves in the Wind".
Her cool voice rose slightly, a stark contrast to the powerful sword energy that suddenly erupted from her sword. A hazy, arc-shaped sword aura, as condensed as the prow of a giant ship cleaving through the sea, crashed head-on into the golden claw-like light.
"clang!"
The deafening clang of metal against metal was so loud it hurt people's eardrums.
Xiao Yanyao felt a cold and sharp force travel up his arm.
His powerful claw strike was actually blocked.
He staggered back two steps, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes: "Interesting! No wonder you're the woman the young master has taken a liking to! I admit you do have some talent!"
Xiao Yanyao's words made Li Qingran's eyes turn colder.
What does it mean to have a woman that the young master has taken a fancy to?
She belongs to the Master; not just anyone can look at her.
I'm starting to regret stopping.
These flies deserve a good beating.
As he was pondering this, Xiao Yanyao's second ring lit up.
"Take my second fighting technique! Mad Lion Overlord Slash!"
Xiao Yanyao's second fighting technique seemed to be an enhanced version of the first. The fist shadows that were originally aimed at Li Qingran instantly merged into one, almost completely blocking all of Li Qingran's escape space.
"The attacks are too dense; I have no idea how the goddess is going to dodge them..."
"No! The goddess can't be disfigured!"
hide?
Li Qingran snorted coldly.
She didn't need to hide at all.
Su Xian appeared again, still using the same move, "Breaking the Waves in the Wind."
With a flash of sword light, all the attacking fist shadows were shattered.
"This...how is this possible?!" Xiao Yanyao's eyes widened, all his contempt for Li Qingran vanished, replaced by astonishment and disbelief.
He may not be the most powerful member of the family, but he is definitely at a high level.
How could Li Qingran have so easily withstood both of his fighting techniques with his first technique? And even handled them with ease?
In the eyes of the young master of the clan, wouldn't that make him seem incompetent?
Xiao Yanyao had already felt a cold, sharp gaze directed at him from the Xiao family's audience seats. He knew without a doubt that it was the gaze of Xiao Jue, the eldest young master of the Xiao family.
"Impossible! I don't believe it!"
Xiao Yanyao clenched his fists and roared, as the third and fourth boundary rings lit up simultaneously.
"Lion King Charge!" The phantom of the golden-haired lion king overlapped with his figure.
Xiao Yanyao's speed increased dramatically, his muscles bulged, and he charged towards Li Qingran with the force of a fully charged battering ram, carrying a destructive momentum.
His footsteps sent pebbles flying across the arena floor, leaving deep footprints.
Li Qingran's gaze remained unchanged as his sword energy condensed once more.
This time, the sword energy surged forward, transforming into a straight white rainbow, rushing towards Xiao Yanyao.
One of the sword techniques, "Breaking the Waves in the Wind," can be used to slash and chop, and is not limited to any particular sword move.
But without a doubt, the straight thrust is the move that maximizes its power.
"There will be times when the wind and waves will be overcome!"
A soft murmur rang out above the arena, even drowning out the roar of the Lion King behind Xiao Yanyao.
"Are you crazy? How dare you directly confront Xiao Yanyao with force!"
"Just what is the origin of her swordsmanship? How could she be so strong?"
A murmur arose from the stands, and everyone held their breath.
The sword energy and the battering ram-like figure collided with a deafening roar, and the violent shockwave of fighting power spread in all directions, causing the protective talismans around the arena to light up instantly.
Xiao Yanyao felt as if an iceberg had struck his chest, and an irresistible force rushed towards him.
His prized fighting skills were utterly ineffective against this sword energy.
"Pfft!" He spat out a mouthful of blood, and his body flew backward like a kite with a broken string.
But he did not admit defeat, and the fourth purple ring suddenly burst forth with dazzling light.
The phantom of the Golden Lion King let out a deafening roar: "Fourth Fighting Technique, Golden Lion Roar Wave!"
A golden sound wave, imbued with ultimate power, erupted from his mouth.
The sound waves, like a massive, tangible wave, swept towards Li Qingran.
This is his strongest fighting technique, enough to severely injure multiple Dou Zong of the same level in one move, and it is not impossible for him to fight against opponents of a higher level.
"Set sail straight for the vast ocean!"
Only a fleeting afterimage remained in place.
Li Qingran appeared behind Xiao Yanyao almost instantly.
With a backhand flick of his wrist, he swung his sword out, the sword energy sweeping towards Xiao Yanyao like a dragon.
"What?!" Xiao Yanyao never expected that Li Qingran would move behind him so mysteriously.
He took a sword strike from behind, turned around with all his might, and tried to unleash the Golden Lion Roar Wave again.
But the moment he turned around, Li Qingran's figure disappeared again, returning to the position of the original afterimage.
Even though it has become a combat technique, the characteristics of Sword Style One - Breaking the Waves - remain:
Shadow Strike – Instantly return to the original position and stab again.
This final sword strike was the decisive blow.
Li Qingran calmly stepped forward and swiftly struck Xiao Yanyao on the back with her sword.
"puff--!"
Xiao Yanyao spat out another mouthful of blood, his flying body slamming heavily against the protective railing at the edge of the arena with a muffled thud.
The light of the boundary ring dimmed instantly, and the phantom of the Golden Lion King disintegrated.
Li Qingran sheathed his sword and stood in the center of the arena, his plain white clothes spotless, as if he had never made a move.
A cool, clear voice echoed throughout the arena: "You lost."
The stands were deathly silent for a moment, then erupted into thunderous cheers and exclamations: "My God! One move! Another one-move victory!"
"A level 42 Battle Master! And it's the Golden Lion King, a powerful offensive Battle Soul, yet it was defeated in one move!"
"Just what kind of monster is the Goddess Qingran? How can a first-level combat skill be this powerful?"
"How do you know it's the number one fighting skill? It's a purple boundary ring, which is clearly the third fighting skill!"
The surrounding chatter was incessant, but Xiao Yanyao had no time to listen.
His towering body slumped to the ground, utterly exhausted, staring at Li Qingran's retreating figure with disbelief in his eyes.
He lost, completely and utterly lost, not even managing to touch the hem of his opponent's clothes...
He failed to complete the young master's task.
He's finished.
"Wow--!"
Under Li Qingran's bewildered gaze.
This burly man, who was at least two meters tall, actually sat on the ground and burst into tears.
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