Two Realms High Martial Arts: Gathering the Heavens to Become a Great Luo Immortal

Chapter 246 Xuanwu Guards the North, Advancement

The first day of the team competition was more intense than anyone had imagined.

Aside from Li Xijun's amazing performance in the opening match,

This year's tournament saw the emergence of many strong teams, showcasing their breathtaking dominance.

In the match between the Sakura team and the Canadian team

Yae Hime Sakura was like a quiet crimson flame. When the Canadian team members, who knew the intelligence, tried to use ice and water martial arts to surround and kill her, she simply raised her hand.

"Whoosh—"

An almost eerie crimson flame flowed from her palm, like a living storm of crimson petals, instantly sweeping across the entire area.

The flames seemed capable of scorching spiritual energy and spirit; the icy spiritual energy gathered by the Canadian team members melted upon contact, and their spiritual perception was also burned painfully.

They seemed to be trapped in an endless sea of ​​cherry blossoms, their vision and senses disrupted, their attacks landing futilely in empty air.

Yae Hiiro and the rest of the Sakura National Team members moved freely through the sea of ​​fire.

In less than ten breaths, all the Canadian team members had fallen to the ground, incapacitated.

From beginning to end, no one could clearly see any of Yae Hiyori's methods; they could only sigh that although the crimson flames were beautiful, they carried a terrifying aura of destruction.

France vs. Egypt.

After the battle at the Temple of Quetzalcoatl, Chaos's face was solemn, and his eyes no longer held his usual arrogance, but only a thunderous focus.

"Clang!"

The long sword on his back was drawn, and the blade was instantly wrapped in a violent blue lightning, emitting a teeth-grinding crackling sound, as if he were holding a solidified heavenly tribulation.

The Egyptian team excelled at defense and sandstorm tactics, but Chaos gave them no chance to use them.

"Thunder Prison - Instant Flash!"

His figure transformed into a streak of eerie blue lightning that tore through space, moving at incredible speed—almost before the sound even arrived, the blade was already upon him!

The domineering and incredibly sharp thunderous longsword slashed through, and the Egyptian team members' proud sand armor defenses were as fragile as paper, their spiritual energy instantly dimming and shattering.

The blade's light was not merely fierce; it also carried the paralyzing and penetrating properties unique to thunder. Those struck by it instantly stiffened as the thunderous force penetrated their bodies, disrupting their spiritual energy flow.

Several flashes of blue lightning appeared and disappeared on the field, accompanied by thunderous roars. Several Egyptian players fell to the ground, their bodies writhing with tiny arcs of electricity, twitching and unable to get up.

It was only a momentary display of skill; with the other team members joining the fight, the entire Egyptian National Team was completely crushed.

Chaos sheathed his sword and stood there, his body still radiating lightning, like a thunder god descending to earth.

This also drew cheers from countless women in the audience.

The match between Greece and Australia was a complete rout.

Diana didn't even use any weapons. The moment the match started, a fighting spirit flashed in her golden eyes, and she shot out like a cannonball!

There are no spiritual martial arts techniques, no complicated moves, just overwhelming physical strength and speed!

Her fists, elbows, knees, and even shoulders became the most terrifying weapons.

The protective spiritual energy and even martial arts attacks of the Australian team members were almost useless against her. Wherever her fist struck, the sound of bones cracking was enough to make your teeth ache!

She charged into the flock of sheep like a humanoid Tyrannosaurus Rex. With each simple charge and swing, an opponent would scream and fly backward, completely losing their fighting ability.

The entire process was violent and direct, full of powerful beauty. In just a few moments, the entire Australian team was lying on the ground, and the game was over.

Diana stood in the center of the arena, her golden aura emanating slightly, the oppressive aura silencing the entire stadium.

After the first day of competition, the number of teams had been reduced from thirty-two to sixteen.

The brutality of the global national team competition is undeniable.

The biggest winner of the day was undoubtedly Li Xijun.

The video of him single-handedly defeating the Indian team with a sword has gone viral online, and the name "Li Xijun of the Great Xia" has spread all over the world in an instant.

The number of followers on social media platforms has skyrocketed, with a massive influx of attention and support.

Inside the meditation room of the National Building in New York.

Li Xijun sat cross-legged, and the surging power of the will of all living beings in the outside world crossed space and flowed into his body continuously.

Within his mind, a surging spiritual power rippled.

The illusory image of the Eternal Mother has completely transformed into a pure, warm gold, incredibly solid, perfectly flawless, radiating a serene and supreme aura.

"If I only cultivate this supreme visualization method, once my spiritual level reaches the required level, I can directly attempt to reach the Manifestation Saint True Monarch realm and condense my mental image."

As Li Xijun sensed the almost divine and Buddha-like Eternal Mother within his sea of ​​consciousness, he couldn't help but sigh.

The immense willpower of all beings—the very force that countless Awakened Immortals of the Great Sheng Dynasty, and countless Taoists, Buddhists, and Confucians—have painstakingly sought to break through to the realm of the Manifested Saint True Lord.

In the global national competition in the main world, I only won one game, but that was enough to accumulate enough experience.

After this global national team competition is over,

Even the accumulated faith of the top sects of the three religions over hundreds and thousands of years, and the collective willpower of all living beings collected by the entire Dasheng court,

Even that might not be as much as what he gained from martial artists around the world.

"Lord Boyan, your previous arrangements were good, but unfortunately I have a master world to rely on."

Although disappearing for so long after taking the items would inevitably make Li Boyan, the old emperor, and others suspicious, it also made them wonder.

But in retrospect, my strategy was the most correct one.

When the competition ends and he returns to the Great Sheng World, Li Boyan's expression will surely be quite interesting.

Thinking of this,

Li Xijun couldn't help but show a hint of anticipation.

the other side

While Li Xijun gained immense popularity during today's opening match, it also meant he was exposed to more malice.

Deep in a poor neighborhood in New York,

Anagard, a stronghold of the gods.

A god with a deep and mysterious aura watched the replay of Li Xijun's match on the screen with a cold and heavy gaze.

He silently took out a piece of ore and used the most primitive method to carve a record in stone:

"This person's foundation is so solid, and his potential so profound, that he is unparalleled in the last hundred years since the Great Cataclysm. If allowed to grow, becoming a Martial Saint is no exaggeration... We must not let him live! The defenses will be tight during the tournament, but that's precisely when they will be most lax. Find an opportunity, even if it means facing certain death, to try and nip him in the bud!"

After carving these ancient and obscure characters, he sealed them inside another, slightly larger stone.

When he went out that evening, he left it at a place in the local Chinatown jade market.

……

The next day, the draw for the round of 16 took place.

Li Xijun, as the captain of the Great Xia team, took the stage and drew the opponent for the next round—the Russian National Team!

Russia is known for producing powerful physical cultivators and martial artists skilled in water and ice elemental magic.

Their team members are generally tall and strong, with a fierce and direct fighting style. They are extremely good at frontal assaults and protracted battles, making them a tough opponent that no team wants to encounter too early.

When the results were announced, the Russian team members all showed hesitation, but now it is a major international competition.

They represent the face of their country and the expectations of the Water Saint.

Even though they were already afraid of Li Xijun's absolute strength, they absolutely could not show it in the slightest. On the contrary, they had to show the spirit of the warriors of the Northern Border!

Therefore, the Russian team leader, a robust young man named Ivan Ivanov, who resembled a polar bear, looked intently at Li Xijun and roared in a rough voice:

"Li Xijun, you're very strong!"

"But the warriors of Russia never fear the strong!"

"We'll test just how tough your sword formation really is with our fists and our ice!"

His teammates behind him also let out low growls, like war bears on an icy plain, their momentum astonishing.

Before the battle, these martial artists were clearly aroused and eager to clash with such a strong opponent.

On the stands, members of other strong teams also cast their attention to the scene.

Diana of the Greek team crossed her arms and watched the scene below with great interest:

"Those Russian barbarians may not be the brightest, but they're tough, strong, and incredibly powerful. Let's see how Li Xijun handles them."

"If that sword strike were to be used again..."

"Perhaps I can use this to study how to deal with it in the future."

Chaos of the French team whispered, "The Russian team's ten-person water-based martial arts and ice-based martial arts are combined and layered, which is not easy to deal with. You will probably show me that punch from last time, right? If so, perhaps I can take this opportunity to see how to deal with that phoenix-like flame."

On the Sakura National Team side, Yae Hiiro stood quietly, her eyes focused, as if she didn't want to miss a single detail.

Almost everyone was hoping that the Russian national team could force Li Xijun to show some of his true strength in this match.

Amidst the intense anticipation of the crowd, Li Xijun slowly stepped into the vast training ground that had been prepared for the team competition.

The ten members of the Russian team were already on high alert, standing in a semi-circle, their breaths mingling together, like a thick city wall mixed with blood and ice.

Ivan Ivanov stood at the forefront, his fists clashing together, producing a dull metallic clang, his body radiating a faint white chill and a bronze sheen.

The elder referee gave the order: "The match begins!"

The Russian team erupted almost simultaneously!

"Hurrah!"

Amidst the wild battle roars, a powerful surge of blood energy and icy chill erupted, instantly engulfing the entire arena.

The moisture in the air was instantly frozen, turning into countless ice crystals that spread outwards, greatly interfering with vision and perception, while at the same time, a heavy, mountain-like pressure came crashing down!

The four team members stomped their feet, and water-based spiritual energy surged into the ground, instantly transforming into a lake around Li Xijun in an attempt to restrict his movement.

The other five pressed their hands to the ground, unleashing a torrent of extreme cold that instantly froze the ground beneath Li Xijun's feet into smooth, solid ice. The bone-chilling cold, amplified by the immense water-elemental spiritual power and the altered external environment, transformed into wisps of icy, chilling air that relentlessly eroded the ground.

Captain Ivan, on the other hand, was like a furious giant bear on the ice plains, his muscles bulging and covered with a thick layer of ice armor. His fists were filled with terrifying power that could shatter small mountains. He shattered the ice and charged towards Li Xijun first!

Standard Russian tactics – control, weaken, and then deliver a devastating blow from the strongest point!

Faced with this well-coordinated and powerful joint offensive, Li Xijun's eyes remained calm and unmoved.

He didn't even seem to intend to draw his sword from the hilt at his waist.

Just as Ivan's massive ice fist was about to strike, Li Xijun slowly raised his right hand.

This time, he did not draw upon the sharp and malevolent energy of the Western White Tiger, but instead unleashed the profound and boundless Xuanwu True Intent within his body!

"Buzz—!"

A deep blue light surged from his body, and vaguely, it seemed as if a colossal Xuanwu phantom flashed behind him, its tortoise and snake intertwined, suppressing the four seas and eight wastelands!

He pushed out with a single palm strike.

There was no earth-shattering explosion, no incomparably sharp sword light.

There is only one ultimate power—the power of absolute suppression!

"BOOM!!!"

A deep, muffled roar, like the earth collapsing, resounded.

That seemingly invincible force of ice fists, that bone-chilling icy domain that permeated the space, that icy sea that tried to imprison him...

Before Li Xijun's seemingly casual palm strike, it was as if they had encountered an unshakeable, immeasurable divine mountain, or as if they had crashed into the unfathomable Northern Darkness Ruins!

All the attacks, all the chilling aura, all the power, collapsed instantly the moment they touched the Xuanwu True Meaning, as if encountering a natural master.

The ferocious fighting spirit on Ivan Ivanov's face instantly turned into incredulous horror.

He felt as if all his strength had been poured into the sea, and not only that, a more profound and vast, terrifying force, as if the entire ocean was pressing down on him, surged back from his fist!

"Snap—!"

The ice armor on his arm shattered first, and then he was hit head-on by a giant ship at high speed. He coughed up a mouthful of blood, and his burly body flew backward uncontrollably, crashing heavily into the protective light screen of the training ground. The light screen trembled violently and then slid down, unable to get up for a moment.

The remaining nine Russian team members' combined ice field and control skills melted and disintegrated instantly under the aftershocks of Li Xijun's Xuanwu True Intent, just like ice and snow under the sun!

The nine people were hit by the backlash of the energy. They all groaned and staggered backward, their faces pale, their eyes filled with fear and confusion.

One palm!

It's still the same old trick!

All the efforts of the nine members of the Russian National Guard were rendered meaningless by this single palm strike; they were like servants meeting their master, instantly kneeling in submission and easily suppressed.

The entire venue fell into a deathly silence once again.

From Yae Hiiro, Chaos, and even the entire Great Xia National Team, everyone felt that Li Xijun had an endless array of trump cards up his sleeve.

His character is as deep and unfathomable as the ocean.

At this moment, all the spectators shared a common opinion about Li Xijun.

Li Xijun stood up, as if he had casually swatted away a fly.

He didn't even glance at Ivan, who was lying on the ground, or the other horrified Russian players; his gaze calmly turned to the referee.

The referee, as if waking from a dream, quickly announced: "The winner is the Great Xia National Palace Team!"

Li Xijun nodded slightly, turned around, and calmly left the scene under a barrage of complex gazes.

Team Daxia advances strongly to the next round!

Li Xijun's strength and mystery have become a heavy cloud hanging over the hearts of all participating teams.

(End of this chapter)