The Condor Heroes: The Quanzhen Sect has produced a vengeful master!

Wang Jiuling ignored these sarcastic remarks.

Kublai Khan had not expected Wang Jiuling to agree so readily.

He originally thought that Wang Jiuling would be very principled and even willing to sacrifice Lu Qingdu and others.

This situation has led Kublai Khan to hold Wang Jiuling in even lower regard.

"In that case, let's go now! I have already made all the preparations!"

Kublai Khan walked out with a smile, and the others exchanged glances and followed.

Kublai Khan made thorough preparations, not only setting up the arena for the martial arts competition but also inviting many martial arts practitioners to watch.

Xiao Xiangzi was very excited in front of the arena.

Although he lost to Wang Jiuling in a contest of internal strength, he did not believe that his physical strength was inferior to Wang Jiuling's.

Furthermore, between Yin Kexi and Ma Guangzuo, who was his match?

Xiao Xiangzi squinted at Wang Jiuling, who remained calm. "You stinking Taoist! I couldn't very well lecture you in front of His Majesty Kublai Khan!"

"Once we're on stage, I'll beat you until you beg for mercy!"

Wang Jiuling ignored this clown; today, he was determined to settle things with his fists, and he wanted to save face and save face.

"Today! Whoever remains on this stage at the end will receive my personal investiture!"

As soon as Kublai Khan finished speaking, those traitors couldn't wait any longer and said they wanted to have a contest first, to add some excitement and create a lively atmosphere for the martial arts competition.

Kublai Khan did not refuse, and so the martial arts competition began on the stage.

But the real masters are still just observing first.

"Qingdu, calm your mind and focus your energy. You may be facing a tough battle today."

Behind them, Wang Jiuling turned his head and whispered to Lu Qingdu.

Lu Qingdu nodded deeply.

By this time, the martial arts competition on the stage had been going on for some time, and the atmosphere had become lively.

Seeing that it was almost time, Yin Kexi and Xiao Xiangzi were eager to try.

Just then, a figure stepped forward and glided onto the stage.

He didn't even draw his sword; with just one palm strike, he sent the Han Chinese martial artist on the stage, who was boasting to Kublai Khan, spitting blood and flying off the stage.

A gasp rippled through the audience, and upon closer inspection, everyone recognized the man as Wang Jiuling.

Xiao Xiangzi and Yin Kexi's eyes lit up when they saw it.

"This Master Qingyang is truly a hidden talent. Is he in such a hurry to serve Kublai Khan? Tsk tsk!"

"You really can't judge a book by its cover, haha!"

Hearing the whispers around her, Guo Fu's face flushed with anger. "You spineless Taoist priest! I spit on you! I was so wrong about you!"

Kublai Khan looked at Wang Jiuling on the stage with a smile. Just as he was about to say something, Wang Jiuling spoke up.

He bowed to Kublai Khan from afar, his voice loud and clear, echoing all around.

"Today, I have no intention of participating in this competition, for I have no interest in the title of Mongolia's greatest warrior!"

Upon hearing this, Kublai Khan's smile faded, and Wang Jiuling, with an upright expression, continued in a loud voice:

"However, Prince Kublai Khan has been so hospitable to me and has even taken care of my few good-for-nothing nephews. Since the prince is so kind, I cannot be impolite!"

Wang Jiuling narrowed his eyes, his gaze sweeping over Yin Kexi, Xiao Xiangzi, and the others below the stage.

"In my humble opinion, none of those who participated in this competition today deserve the title of the greatest warrior! If Prince Kublai Khan were to bestow this title upon them, he would likely regret it later!"

"This humble Taoist priest dares to offer some guidance to Prince Kublai Khan, which I will present as a small gift to the prince!"

Upon hearing this, everyone was shocked, staring dumbfounded at the Taoist priest on the stage.

He's so arrogant!

Judging from the Taoist's words, he disdained to be the number one warrior and looked down on the experts recruited by Kublai Khan.

I originally thought he was going up there to compete for the title of number one warrior, but I never expected him to be such a madman!

In just a few words, he insulted all the experts present!

The audience immediately erupted in discussion, with Xiao Xiangzi Yin Kexi pointing at Wang Jiuling and angrily cursing him.

"You bastard! How dare you humiliate us like this? Are you looking for death?!"

"You stinking Taoist priest! You're asking for it!"

Lu Qingdu's brow twitched as he listened.

He had a feeling that his uncle was not one to back down, but he didn't expect him to be so tough!

This is not just about not wanting to be humiliated, but also about turning the tables and slapping Kublai Khan in the face!

He looked toward Kublai Khan's position, at which point Kublai Khan's expression had completely changed.

He realized what was happening.

At that time, Wang Jiuling asked him: "If I defeat everyone, can I take people away?"

Kublai Khan was careless.

The opponent changed the purpose of the duel from "competing for the title of Mongolia's number one warrior" to taking someone away.

He agreed without realizing it, and was tricked.

But Kublai Khan could not say anything at this moment.

If we refuse, wouldn't that be publicly admitting that our own people are incompetent?

Kublai Khan gripped the armrest of his chair so tightly that his knuckles turned white, but his expression remained calm. He looked towards Xiao Xiangzi and Yin Kexi.

Xiao Xiangzi couldn't wait any longer, so he jumped onto the stage.

"What an arrogant and ignorant Taoist priest! How presumptuous!"

As he spoke, he charged toward Wang Jiuling with a mourning stick in his hand.

Wang Jiuling drew his sword and, with a swift and agile movement, caught Xiao Xiangzi's mourning staff.

He then thrust his sword towards Xiao Xiangzi's face.

As soon as the fight began, Xiao Xiangzi was greatly alarmed, for Wang Jiuling's sword was imbued with true energy.

Before he even got close, Xiao Xiangzi felt a strong gust of wind.

when!

He hurriedly used his mourning staff to block it, but Wang Jiuling's sword strike was so powerful and heavy that it made Xiao Xiangzi's arm go numb.

But he fiercely grabbed the mourning stick and swung it at Wang Jiuling again.

The two exchanged more than ten blows in the blink of an eye.

Within ten moves, Xiao Xiangzi could still hold his own against Wang Jiuling.

But after ten moves, he felt the pressure increase.

As he used more and more moves, Wang Jiuling on the other side seemed to be able to see through his weaknesses more and more.

Wang Jiuling's martial arts skills are improving rapidly, showing a slight improvement compared to when he was chasing Li Mochou.

This slight improvement is the key to widening the gap between masters.

Xiao Xiangzi's martial arts skills are clearly superior to Li Mochou's.

But at this moment, he had only taken more than twenty moves from Wang Jiuling and was already in a sorry state.

laugh!

Wang Jiuling swept his longsword, and Xiao Xiangzi barely dodged it, but his clothes were slashed open.

Xiao Xiangzi was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat.

Before he could adjust, Wang Jiuling reappeared above him, thrusting his sword down from above.

Ding!

Xiao Xiangzi narrowly avoided the attack. Wang Jiuling's sword tip touched the ground, the longsword slightly bent, and then he used the force to float up into the air.

His sword strikes were unpredictable, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, sometimes heavy, sometimes light, leaving Xiao Xiangzi struggling to keep up.

With a determined effort, Xiao Xiangzi charged forward again.

However, this time, he had other methods.

The mourning staff spun, spewing out plumes of black smoke that enveloped Wang Jiuling.

This is his specialty.

Just when everyone thought Wang Jiuling would be the one to fall for it, they saw the long sword in Wang Jiuling's hand spinning continuously, and the protective true energy around his body constantly dispersing the black smoke.

"What kind of martial art is this?"

Xiao Xiangzi was shocked, but then he saw Wang Jiuling rushing over, his long sword gleaming coldly, which sent a chill down Xiao Xiangzi's spine.