Ten years of dormancy: Starting as a martial arts master at the pinnacle

Li Changqing held back his strength when he struck out with this palm.

The Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms are incredibly powerful, and Qi Mingxiu himself doesn't practice external martial arts.

Li Changqing certainly wouldn't kill him.

Putting aside the fact that the two sides don't have such a big grudge, considering Qi Mingxiu's identity...

Although he was more inclined towards the Duke of Qi's mansion, he was also a retainer of the Great Zhou Dynasty. In a sense, he was a subordinate of Li Changqing, the Prince of Qinghe.

Compared to the forces of the martial arts world, the imperial court's power was never much greater.

He has no reason to weaken his own power.

Even though Li Changqing had withdrawn his power, the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms were still too fierce and still injured Qi Mingxiu's heart meridian.

He coughed up a mouthful of blood, clearly indicating that he had suffered a serious injury.

"Second Grandfather!!"

Qi Yuantao exclaimed in surprise and rushed to Qi Mingxiu's side.

"Don't worry, he won't die! His heart meridian is damaged, but he'll be fine after two or three months of rest."

Li Changqing remained calm.

But he knew in his heart that it was much heavier than he had imagined.

He originally thought that he would give the other party a small setback and let him recover for ten days or half a month.

Unexpectedly, the other party was so easily beaten.

Thank you!

Qi Mingxiu's face was as pale as paper, and there was blood at the corner of his mouth.

Although he was seriously injured, Qi Mingxiu knew in his heart that the young man in front of him had already shown mercy.

Even when he has the upper hand, he won't kill his opponent; he'll only give them a minor punishment.

But he didn't have the upper hand. This meant that he owed the young man a huge favor.

"I've remembered Chen Changfeng from the Beggars' Sect. If there's anything we, the Duke of Qi's mansion, need to do in the future, we can send someone to the Duke of Qi's mansion."

As he spoke, Qi Mingxiu took out a dark-colored token and tossed it to Li Changqing.

The token has two sides, one side with two characters written on it: a large "周" (Zhou) character and a small "齐" (Qi) character below it.

The reverse side features a carving of a Qilin (a mythical creature).

This is the token of the Qi family of the Great Zhou Dynasty. It can be used not only in the Great Zhou Dynasty, but throughout the world.

"Within our capabilities, and without committing any heinous acts, the Duke of Qi's mansion will certainly repay this favor."

Li Changqing took the token and examined it carefully.

Although Qi Mingxiu's previous actions had made him a little unhappy.

But to be honest, dealing with these scions of prominent families is a very pleasant experience.

Even ordinary people wouldn't find the Duke of Qi's mansion arrogant. If any unfilial descendants appeared in the Qi family, the imperial court wouldn't even need to intervene.

The Duke of Qi's mansion will clean house on its own.

When dealing with people from the underworld, they also have their own rules.

The white-robed leader released Qi Yuantao, and they did their best to protect him this time.

Because of the reputation of the Duke of Qi's mansion, even the leader of the assassin organization was willing to make an exception for him.

Now that he owes Li Changqing a favor, he won't shirk it in the slightest.

Li Changqing might not need it, but he greatly admired the other party's approach.

"I accept. We'll call it even. Can I take the person with me now?"

Li Changqing now has his own men under his command.

Given his extraordinary talent, Prince Qin, Li Yuanhao, entrusted one-third of his elite secret guards to Li Changqing.

Those secret guards were not only strong, but also had a variety of tricks up their sleeves.

If Li Changqing can't do it himself, he can hand the man over to his subordinates.

"Not so easy! Do you think you can just take away my Golden Guard members like that?"

Lu Chuan, the Golden Sword Immortal, spoke in a cold voice.

Before he knew it, the shameless Duke of Qi's mansion had seized the initiative.

This young man is quite capable; the Golden Guards cannot let him go under any circumstances.

The previous bet was made very clear.

Besides defeating Qi Mingxiu, he also needs to withstand Lu Chuan's three undefeated sword strikes before he can take away Hong Fu Nu and Lord Qing.

Li Changqing was even more interested in fighting a sword immortal.

Xiaoyao and Da Xiaoyao seem to be at the same level, and their power levels are not much different.

But their strength is worlds apart.

To progress from Grandmaster to the Free and Unfettered Realm, one needs to find their own martial path and create their own unique martial arts.

From the Realm of Freedom, one enters the Great Realm of Freedom.

In addition to finding their own martial arts path and creating martial arts techniques suitable for themselves, martial artists must also...

Another point is that we must achieve the transformation of qi into form.

Just like the methods Lu Chuan used.

His sword light could not only materialize, but also, according to his will, simultaneously severely injure dozens of assassins.

Of course, to reach his level, ordinary carefree living is not enough.

Only the best among the elite in the Great Freedom can accomplish this.

Lu Chuan is respectfully called the Golden Sword Immortal for this reason.

His methods have completely transcended the ordinary people's understanding of martial arts, bordering on the divine.

Just like the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms that Li Changqing just used, for most martial artists, that is a technique that only a Great Free and Unfettered expert can possess.

His inner energy, covering his hands, allowed him to clash head-on with a sword that could cut through iron like mud.

This is certainly not something that a mortal body can do; it can only be achieved by transforming true qi into form.

Please advise!

Li Changqing gestured for Lu Chuan to act quickly.

"Good, that's courageous!"

Seeing that he was so young yet possessed such talent, Lu Chuan was also moved to admire his abilities.

But precisely because of this, he will not hold back in the upcoming contest.

Only by letting the young people in front of us know what it means to be outmatched and have a world beyond our understanding can we truly help them.

Only then did he understand the benefits of siding with the imperial court.

Even the two supreme beings of the Great Zhou Dynasty only broke through to the supreme realm after entering the Great Zhou Armory.

This young man is clearly self-taught; he has never undergone systematic training.

If given the opportunity, he might really be able to soar to great heights.

Lu Chuan curled his lips into a confident smile.

"The first sword, ten thousand stars!!"

Lu Chuan handed Hong Fu Nu and Lord Qing over to the others, and then walked up to Li Changqing.

The two were more than ten feet apart when Lu Chuan raised his longsword and casually slashed out. His sword strike seemed casual, but to Li Changqing, it was completely different.

The golden light emanating from the sword quickly coalesced into a ball, which rose into the sky, illuminating the entire market as bright as day.

"Oh My God!"

There were many experts present, but the most impatient were the spoiled brats from the Five Cities Garrison.

When they saw this, their eyes widened like saucers.

My eyeballs almost popped out.

Lu Chuan, the Golden Sword Immortal, actually cleaved out a small sun.

And it was a golden sun.

The golden sun spun continuously high in the sky, and as Lu Chuan's sword fell, beams of sword light shot out from its golden glow.

Each sword beam was about the size of a finger.

Although small in size, its power was extraordinary. Li Changqing easily dodged the first two strikes that came down.

"puff!"

"puff!!"

The golden light landed and blasted a small crater in the ground.

The pit may not look big, only an inch or two in diameter, but its depth is enough to make one shudder.

It hasn't been measured, but a conservative estimate is two feet, or even more.

If this were to happen to a person, how could their mortal body possibly withstand it?

It's afraid it'll turn into a hornet's nest in the blink of an eye.

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