"yeah."
Li Yunyao jumped up to greet Li Pin who was coming down from the stage and gave him a high five happily.
Under the envious and complicated gazes of others around him, he calmly walked to his rest area and began to recuperate.
Tuoba Feng on the side opened his mouth and wanted to say something.
But in the end I still feel...
As long as he is happy.
After all, even though he didn't do what he said, he won every time.
win!
This is the best answer!
…
At this time, as the Son of the Sun announced the name of the challenger, under Li Yin's somewhat regretful gaze, everyone also focused their attention on the challenged person on the other side.
South wind.
This is the biggest dark horse in the world's number one martial arts tournament.
His information was not included in the Tianyuan Society. At the beginning of the war, even the Tianyuan Society did not know that such a person existed.
But he stood out in the preliminaries, standing out from more than a hundred players, and even surpassed the two top seeded players Duan Yidao and Song Wuya to enter the top ten.
No one knows why he stands out among the would-be martial saints.
No one knows what kind of weapons, boxing techniques, body movements, and secret skills he is good at.
For the past half month, the only thing people knew was that he was a secret disciple of Canglongmen, an ancient sect from the Tianyuan Dynasty.
"Hidden Dragon Gate."
Some ancient martial saints sighed when they mentioned this force.
"Thirty-one years ago, the current leader of Canglong Sect, Li Xuanzang, was a brilliant man. At only thirty-two years old, he had already reached the pinnacle of the Martial Saint Path. Moreover, he had invited the four ultimate Martial Saints to compete in the Tianshan Sword Contest. In the end, he defeated the four ultimate Martial Saints and won the first place in the sword contest. He was very popular at the time and was called by the world as a strong contender for the next King of the Century after Fu Qingtian."
Tuoba Feng had obviously heard of the name of Canglongmen, and at this moment he was filled with emotion: "What a pity... He was only thirty years old at that time, but he was too aggressive and offended the Prince Rong, who was still a prince at the time. A year later, he disappeared..."
After hearing this, Lin Xiaolu couldn't help but ask, "Was he... killed by that prince?"
"There is no evidence. It is said that a master-level star refiner took action, but still no evidence was found. However... not long after that, the prince was canonized as a county prince... not a prince, but a county prince. He left the power center of the royal capital directly. Thirty years have passed to this day. He has only returned to the royal capital a few times and has completely become a marginal figure of the Tianyuan royal family."
Tuoba Feng paused as he spoke: "I think this should prove something."
After hearing what he said, not only Lin Xiaolu, but also Li Yunyao and Qin Rouran were filled with indignation.
Such a powerful Martial Saint!
He discussed the Dao of Tianshan with four Ultimate Martial Saints and defeated those four Ultimate Martial Saints to become number one in the discussion. What kind of person is this
If you participate in the King of the Century competition, you will definitely be able to shine the brightest and have the hope of winning the throne of the King of the Century.
Besides, he was only thirty-two years old at that time!
At least there are still ten years of peak!
Even if he did not sit on the throne of the King of the Century in that King of the Century competition, he only needed to settle down for another ten years and compete in the King of the Century competition again, and his chances of winning the championship would be greatly improved.
In this way, at this moment, the Tianyuan Federation might give birth to a second strongest person who will succeed Fu Qingtian and transform from the King of the Century.
But such an ultimate martial saint was killed by the Duke of Rong...
Even though everyone knew that he was the one who killed the Ultimate Martial Saint, he was still able to live well as a prince and act tyrannically in his own fiefdom.
It makes me angry just thinking about it.
"Aren't there many people in the Federation's top brass who have walked the path of a Martial Saint? A seed that has the potential to become the strongest has been strangled, and they won't stand up to seek justice?"
Li Yunyao said.
"A master-level star refiner has personally investigated, but still hasn't found any evidence. What can we do? Presume the guilty be innocent?"
Tuoba Peak Road.
"But… "
Li Yunyao wanted to say something, but Li Pin had already turned his gaze towards the arena.
Below…
Nan Lifeng, who was born in Canglongmen, has already stepped onto the arena step by step.
Before he stepped onto the fighting stage, he seemed a bit ordinary, even...
It gives people a deep and dark feeling, like someone who is insidious and cunning.
But as he stepped onto the arena step by step, he slowly straightened his spine, stood up straight, and the aura on his body gradually began to become perverse and fierce.
It was like some kind of terrifying beast, with cruel and cold murderous intent, slowly waking up from its slumber, and was about to show the world its mighty power to dominate the world and stir up the wind and clouds.
“This momentum…”
Li Bin, who was extremely sensitive to the outside world, quickly realized something.
He looked at Nan Lifeng with some surprise.
This player...
Is he really just a quasi-martial saint
"Thirty years."
Nan Lifeng, standing on the stage, no longer had any other distracting thoughts in his mind at this time, and his thoughts gradually became pure.
"Thirty years ago, when I was only three years old, my master kept telling me what my mission was and what the mission of Canglongmen was. For this... I waited for thirty years!"
Opposite him, the Son of the Sun touched his bald head, which was so smooth that it was somewhat reflective, and seemed to have noticed something.
“Thirty years of hardships, thirty years of hard training, thirty years of blood and tears… Today, I am finally going to stand on the martial arts stage of the world’s number one martial arts conference again, just like the founder of our lineage who once discussed the Dao in Tianshan, and push the glory of Canglongmen to the peak in one fell swoop.”
Nan Lifeng narrowed his eyes and stared at the Sun Saint in front of him: "You are lucky to be the first one to challenge me, because you will see the supreme martial arts that have been sealed for thirty years in Canglongmen. But at the same time, this is also your misfortune, because..."
The next moment, the contestant squatted slightly.
"You will become my first stepping stone to become famous all over the world and compete for the best in the world!"
“Boom!”
The earth is shaking!
The violent explosion of energy and blood made the air beneath his feet seem to be exploded by him, creating a circle of ripples visible to the naked eye.
His figure rushed out brazenly, like a giant dragon hidden in the abyss, roaring and leaping out, truly demonstrating his supreme majesty.
"Hahaha, use your strongest power to please me..."
“Buzz!”
The sun is shining brightly!
As the giant dragon soared into the sky, as if it was going to roar at the world with its supreme power, there seemed to be a huge sun shining brightly among the sea of clouds, illuminating the sky and directly turning the sea of clouds into a golden color.
And in that huge sun, there was a towering figure that stood tall, tens of millions of feet high, with both hands raised high, forming a seal, and with the momentum of the falling sun, it slammed down and fiercely smashed on the top of the giant dragon that was rising into the air and about to roar over the mountains and forests...
“Ouch!”
Accompanied by a scream of pain.
The big sun, the golden light, the sea of clouds, and the giant dragon seemed to have all disappeared.
Everything before seemed like a fantasy.
But what was actually presented to everyone was Nan Lifeng's full-strength burst, displaying a stunning attack like a dragon emerging from the abyss, but he was hit head-on by a treasure seal thrown by the Holy Son of the Sun, who also burst out with all his strength.
Then…
Nan Lifeng, who had just been laughing wildly, immediately turned from laughing to screaming, then flew backwards at a faster speed than when he came, and fell heavily to the ground. After landing, he slid several meters before he came to a stop.
"That's it?"
The Sun Saint touched his bald head and said, "I was forced to perform the secret technique of the Wrath of the Buddha, but... this is the level you are at!?"
Not only the Great Sun Saint, but also the others off the field...
Everyone was surprised.
The aura that Nan Lifeng exuded when he appeared on the scene was truly astonishing.
The move of a hidden dragon emerging from the abyss that he displayed afterwards was also extremely mysterious.
but…
That's all.
Li Pin, who had misjudged the situation at first, now thought about it for a while.
"Is there a possibility that..."
He guessed in his heart: "He just... has a very advanced technique, so he can build up such momentum?"
While he was guessing, Nan Lifeng, who had slid several meters away, had already become furious.
"Da Ri! How dare you!"
As he slapped the ground suddenly, he stood up, exerted force with his feet, and rushed out again, pouncing on the Son of the Sun.
But this time he absorbed the experience.
The power of the Great Sun Saint was so overwhelming that he could not possibly match him in a head-on confrontation, so...
He can only rely on speed.
Just like now, his figure suddenly shook, and he actually went around the side of the Holy Son of the Sun. Then, he kicked out with his right leg, as if he was swinging out a dragon's tail, with a concussive air explosion, and kicked the Holy Son of the Sun's head hard.
"die!"
"Bang!"
The Son of the Sun raised his arm to his ear and blocked Nan Lifeng's flying kick from the side. Although the exploding force formed an air wave visible to the naked eye, his body did not move at all.
The attack was blocked, but Nan Lifeng reacted extremely quickly. He turned his body to the side, and his right fist hit the chest of the Son of the Sun at an extremely tricky angle.
"when!"
The fist force exploded, but the sound it produced was like a huge bell.
It seemed that what Nanlifeng hit was not a flesh and blood body, but a Buddha cast of gold and iron.
Nan Lifeng's hands were so painful from the shock.
"you… "
Nan Lifeng opened his eyes wide, turned his body quickly, and avoided the left hand of the Son of the Sun. The next moment, he threw six punches in a row like a storm.
Each punch landed accurately on his chest. With each blow, golden light flashed on the body of the Holy Son of the Sun, and the sound of metal clashing could be heard.
After six punches, the Great Sun Saint only took a few steps back without causing any substantial damage to him. Nan Lifeng became even more furious, roaring, leaping up, and doing a somersault and kicking...
But how could the Son of the Sun tolerate such a large-scale attack and killing action without any subtlety?
With a loud roar, muscles all over his body swelled up due to some secret technique. He actually took Nan Lifeng's flying kick and stepped forward suddenly.
"Bang!"
The force of the flying kick exploded in the chest of the Holy Son of the Sun, but the one who was injured was not the Holy Son of the Sun, but Nan Lifeng.
As the Son of the Sun stepped forward, he was actually knocked backwards by the recoil force of the kick in the chest, and fell to the ground again, rolling over with the remaining force.
Looking up, the contestant's eyes were full of disbelief.
"How is it possible..."
(End of this chapter)