May I seek good fortune and avoid misfortune, and live a long and prosperous life.

Ten days later, at the foot of Wangchen Peak in Lingzhou, a dense crowd of martial artists came to visit the second martial arts competition at Wangchen Peak.

Among these martial artists was a young martial artist dressed in gray, with an unremarkable appearance; this was Li Heng.

He mingled with the crowd and arrived at Wangchen Peak, ready to witness the heroes of the world.

Five days later, the second martial arts competition at Wangchen Peak officially began.

The four grandmasters with titles—Eastern Mad Scholar, Western Evil Monk, Southern Mad Swordsman, and Northern Wrathful Taoist—arrived as promised.

The four of them do not need to make a move at the moment; they are the defenders, sitting high in their own arena watching the Grandmaster-level martial artists compete.

Li Heng considered himself a southerner, so he chose to watch the southern region's competition.

He had no intention of competing for these titles; he only wanted to test just how strong the four Grandmasters with titles in this year's Wangchen Peak Martial Arts Tournament really were.

Five days later, the Southern Division competition came to a complete end, and the winner of the Southern Division was a Grandmaster who also wielded a sword.

This grandmaster was around sixty years old, called himself Crane Hermit, wore a blue robe, had slightly graying temples, and a weathered face. He was from Jiangzhou in the State of Chu and belonged to no particular sect or school.

Crane Hermit will challenge the previous Southern Region champion, Southern Swordsman, in one day.

If the challenge is successful, He Yin Shan Ren will receive a title in the Southern Region and become the champion of the Southern Region in the next martial arts competition.

The next day, the top scorers from each of the four regions challenged the reigning champions of their respective regions.

Whether it's the current champion or the champion from the previous competition, they all exude an imposing aura, showcasing the demeanor of the strongest martial arts masters.

These four challenge matches attracted martial artists from all over the Chu Kingdom, creating a massive crowd. If it weren't for the martial arts academy deacons specifically there to maintain order, the scene would have been chaotic.

The arena challenges lasted from day to night before finally coming to an end. The longest was in the Northern Region, where a white-haired grandmaster and the Northern Angry Taoist did not determine a winner until three quarters past dusk. In the end, the Northern Angry Taoist was more skilled and defended the arena and his title by a narrow margin of one move.

Meanwhile, He Yinshanren, the top player in the Southern Division whom Li Heng was paying attention to, was defeated by Nan Chijianke, and it was a crushing defeat. He was defeated by his opponent's sword in just two hours.

The hermit of the hermit was utterly defeated and publicly swore an oath:

"Only today have I realized that there are always people more skilled than me, and that there are always higher levels to reach. After witnessing Mr. Nan Chi's swordsmanship, I understand the gap between us. From this day forward, I, the Hermit of Crane Mountain, will no longer use a sword!"

After saying this, Crane Hermit immediately broke his precious sword in front of everyone, clasped his hands in a fist and said, "Ten years from now, I, Crane Hermit, will come back to challenge you again. Farewell!"

He then used his lightness skill to fly down Wangchen Peak and disappear from everyone's sight.

Li Heng nodded to himself, thinking that this martial artist did have some merits, at least he dared to admit his defeat, which was something many people could not do.

That evening, the second martial arts competition at Wangchen Peak officially concluded.

This time, three of the four Grandmasters were the same group as before. Only the Eastern Mad Scholar failed to defend his title and was defeated by a female Grandmaster who, despite having many wrinkles between her brows, still had a striking appearance and elegant demeanor.

"This newly crowned champion seems to be the peerless beauty, known as the most beautiful woman in the martial arts world forty years ago! Hasn't she disappeared from the martial arts world for nearly thirty years? Today she has actually appeared and defeated the Eastern Mad Scholar!" Many martial artists in the arena recognized the female grandmaster.

......

At 1:15 PM, the Dean of the Chu Kingdom Martial Academy appeared on Wangchen Peak and personally conferred titles upon the four Grandmasters.

This time, the first three people retained their previous titles, while only Fairy Cangming was receiving a title for the first time. At her suggestion, Fairy Cangming was granted the title of Fairy Dongming.

Thus, the second martial arts competition at Wangchen Peak concluded, and the four titles were conferred once again: Eastern Sea Fairy, Western Heretic Monk, Southern Fool Swordsman, and Northern Wrathful Taoist.

After bestowing their titles, the four Grandmasters exchanged pleasantries and sparred with each other before departing from Wangchen Peak.

At this moment, Li Heng had already dressed in black and covered his face, and used his lightness skill to catch up with Fairy Dongming at top speed.

When Fairy Dongming saw a mysterious man in black, masked and clad, rush up to her from behind, she was quite shocked.

However, she maintained a calm demeanor and said to Li Heng in an unfriendly tone, "Sir, why are you blocking my way for no reason?"

Li Heng went straight to the point, saying, "Fairy, don't be surprised. My purpose is just to have a friendly spar. I have no ill intentions. I will only make one move. Regardless of whether you can withstand it, I will leave and will not bother you any further."

After saying that, Li Heng directly struck Dongming Fairy with a palm.

Li Heng only used 30% of his internal strength in this palm strike.

Fairy Dongming dared not be negligent and immediately used all her inner strength to counter Li Heng's palm strike.

Both palms emitted powerful energy fluctuations in the air. When the two palms met, a loud rumble was heard, and a huge energy storm spread rapidly outward from both sides.

Li Heng remained motionless at the eye of the storm; any storm that came within half a meter of him would silently disappear.

The other woman, however, was not so lucky. She was sent flying three or four hundred meters by Li Heng's palm strike. Her clothes were torn to shreds by the energy storm, blood was spilling from the corner of her mouth, and she suffered serious internal injuries, looking extremely disheveled.

This was the first time in her decades of roaming the martial arts world that she had been so badly beaten in a single move, especially since she had mastered martial arts to such an extent, while her opponent seemed completely unharmed, standing there calmly. One can only imagine the shock she felt.

"This person is definitely not a Celestial Realm expert. As far as I know, Celestial Realm experts cannot attack martial artists at the Grandmaster level or below. He must still be at the Grandmaster level! But how can there be such a strong Grandmaster? Much stronger than the other three titled Grandmasters!"

Fairy Dongming clutched her wound, looking at Li Heng with a complex and fearful expression. If Li Heng harbored ill intentions towards her, she would be severely injured even if she didn't die.

"It seems that even with 30% of my normal strength, I can still injure my opponent. My strength is already invincible at the Grandmaster level!" Li Heng thought to himself.

After sparring with Fairy Dongming, Li Heng was ready to leave. He took out a bottle of healing pills and used his inner strength to send it to Fairy Dongming's side, then clasped his hands in a fist and said, "Thank you for the sparring, Fairy. I apologize for my rudeness. Goodbye!"

After saying that, Li Heng disappeared into the horizon and chased after the Western Heretic Monk.

After an incense stick's time, Li Heng caught up with the Western Heretic Monk, explained his purpose, and then used 30% of his power to strike him with a palm.

The Western Heretic Monk was completely baffled, not knowing what this black-clad, masked, clueless young man meant.

Can't you see how late it is? It's pitch black, what are you sparring for? Is this guy crazy?

However, the other party made a move without even asking him, so the Western Heretic Monk had no choice but to accept it.

The Western Heretic Monk sat cross-legged in the air, his body radiating golden light. A tall golden Buddha statue appeared in front of him, and the Buddha statue raised its huge hand, striking out at Li Heng.