Fantasy, starting with a treasure bowl

Boom!

A loud clang of sword energy piercing the air rang out, and the next moment, a large amount of black and white sword energy dissipated like melting snow in spring. In contrast, Zhao Tingmei herself was completely unharmed and remained as immovable as a mountain!

"What?!"

Seeing that his full-force sword strike hadn't even scratched a hair on Zhao Tingmei's body, Ma Mengqi's expression changed slightly, filled with shock.

It should be noted that not only was the opponent's cultivation level slightly inferior to his, but he also did not use any magical artifacts or magic weapons. He blocked his full-force sword strike entirely with his physical body, which was simply monstrous!

"Hmm? Could this power be... an innate spiritual body?"

Not far from the battlefield, Lu Feng, who was watching the battle, seemed to have noticed something amiss, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly, showing surprise.

"good."

Before Lu Feng could think further, Gu Canyang's reminder also came from inside the Treasure Basin: "Although this person's Yuan Power cultivation is still a notch weaker, he possesses an innate spiritual body, and his physical physique is far superior to that of ordinary martial artists of the same level. That's why he dared to be so arrogant just now, directly withstanding the sword energy impact with his bare body..."

"If my prediction is correct, this person has awakened one of the innate spiritual bodies: the Pure Yang Golden Bell Body!"

Gu Canyang's voice still drifted slowly into my ears, "Although this spirit body is not of high rank, only a mortal-level spirit body, and even far inferior to the Heavenly Thunder Profound Body on your female disciple's body, it is still passable. At least it is enough to deal with this guy named Ma Mengqi..."

"Heh, as expected of a contemporary prodigy from the Northern Wei royal family, his strength is indeed quite formidable..."

After listening to Gu Canyang's analysis, Lu Feng also stroked his chin, and then a thoughtful smile appeared on his lips.

Although in his eyes, Zhao Tingmei and Ma Mengqi were just two weaklings fighting each other, with no real skill involved, it wouldn't hurt for Lu Feng to observe a few more battles right now.

"Fellow Daoist Ma, if this is all you've got, then I, Zhao, will gladly accept the victory in this battle...!"

Easily deflecting Ma Mengqi's all-out attack, Zhao Tingmei twisted her neck and bones, then suddenly tore off her robe, revealing her incredibly strong, bronze muscles.

Hiss...! Hiss...! Hiss...!

Moreover, Zhao Tingmei's muscles were slightly different from those of ordinary martial artists. Not only did they emit streams of blood-red steam, but they also swirled around his entire body, resembling a giant golden bell, which made people feel intimidated!

boom...!

As the crimson steam around her body reached its peak, Zhao Tingmei's body trembled again, and her Yuan Power surged rapidly, like a rocket taking off. In the blink of an eye, she broke through four realms and leaped into the eighth level of the Spirit Soul Realm!

"This surge of elemental energy is... at the eighth level of the Spirit Soul Realm!"

Seeing Zhao Tingmei's Yuan Power suddenly surge several times over, Ma Mengqi was also shocked, his expression filled with terror. "Could it be that this person has been hiding their true strength from the very beginning? No...! This is impossible...!"

It should be noted that the opponent was only at the fourth level of the Spirit Soul Realm at the beginning, but now, in the blink of an eye, Zhao Tingmei's strength has increased several times over, which naturally shocked Ma Mengqi and made him unable to believe it!

"So, not only is he a naturally born spiritual body, but this kid is also hiding his Yuan Power cultivation. Interesting..."

Seeing this, Lu Feng, who was watching the battle, also looked thoughtful and nodded silently.

At first, he felt that this year's Four Nations Martial Arts Tournament was not challenging enough. Moreover, among all the geniuses from various countries, only Gongsun Jian of the Tai Chi Sword Sect had any real strength. As for the others, they were just there to be easy prey!

Now it seems that Lu Feng underestimated the overall strength of the Four Kingdoms Martial Arts Tournament. Moreover, these people all like to play dumb to fool others, and they are not as weak as he imagined.

"Fellow Daoist Ma, please forgive me!"

After revealing her full strength, Zhao Tingmei gave Ma Mengqi no chance to react. In an instant, she vanished from the spot.

Swish!

The next moment, Zhao Tingmei suddenly appeared behind Ma Mengqi like a ghost. At the same time, she brought her five fingers together to form a fist. A large amount of Yuan energy mixed with blood-red steam was used to deliver a heavy punch to the opponent's back!

"not good!"

Sensing a sudden threat of death coming from behind, Ma Mengqi was also terrified. He immediately released all his Yuan Power to form a protective barrier, and at the same time, he slammed his palm backward, intending to block Zhao Tingmei's full-force attack!

Boom! Rumble...!

In an instant, fists and palms clashed, creating a loud impact and a surging aura that spread outwards. The next moment, Ma Mengqi was seen being forced back like a kite with a broken string, until he finally coughed up blood and collapsed to the ground, staining the ground crimson!

"Cough cough cough...!"

Struggling to his feet, Ma Mengqi felt a sweet taste rise in his throat, then couldn't help but vomit a mouthful of blood. His gaze towards Zhao Tingmei opposite him grew increasingly horrified, "Such powerful strength...!"

"Even with my full strength, I couldn't stop it in the slightest. Is this the power of an innate spiritual body...?"

Although he had mastered the Tai Chi Sword Technique, the unique skill of the Tai Chi Sword Sect, to a high level, he was still unable to do anything to Zhao Tingmei, and he couldn't even break through Zhao Tingmei's Pure Yang Golden Bell Body!

This clearly shows the vast difference in their abilities; they are not even on the same level!

"Fellow Daoist Ma, it seems that in this battle, I, Zhao, have the last laugh..."

Just as Ma Mengqi was stunned and shocked, he saw Zhao Tingmei leap and land in front of him again. Her face was still calm and composed, as if she had not used her full strength in the previous battle.

"Your skill is unparalleled; I am simply outmatched. I concede defeat...!"

Ma Mengqi glanced up at Zhao Tingmei, who stood calmly before him, a hint of resentment flashing across his face. But in the end, he lowered his head and conceded defeat.

Because he wasn't stupid, he could clearly see that Zhao Tingmei hadn't used her full strength yet. If the battle continued, he still wouldn't have a chance of winning and might even lose his life!

"Thank you for your concession."

Seeing Ma Mengqi bow his head and admit defeat, Zhao Tingmei showed no smugness. He also cupped his hands in greeting, then turned and left, as if the battle he had just fought was merely a warm-up.

"Round 1, Match 1: Zhao Tingmei, number 9 in the Dragon Group, wins!"

Seeing this, Qin Xuanzhong, who was in charge of the Four Kingdoms Martial Arts Tournament, stroked his long beard and then calmly announced, seemingly unsurprised by the result.

After all, whether in terms of cultivation level or innate spiritual body, Zhao Tingmei almost completely crushed Ma Mengqi from the Taiji Sword Sect. The latter had almost no chance of winning this battle!

...

Meanwhile, the Northern Wei army

"Hmph! This brat just loves to waste time. He's only going to feign weakness and drag this out for so long against a mere fifth-level Spirit Soul Realm trash..."

Zhao Kuangyi stood with his hands behind his back, his face solemn, seemingly not particularly satisfied with Zhao Tingmei's performance just now.

After all, Ma Mengqi was only one of the six disciples of the Taiji Sword Sect who participated in the battle, and his strength and cultivation were not particularly top-notch. In fact, he was ranked at the bottom among the inner disciples. Even if Zhao Tingmei won this battle, there was nothing to brag about!

In addition, for the Zhao clan of the Northern Wei Kingdom, their biggest rival in this year's Four Kingdoms Martial Arts Tournament is still Gongsun Jian, the senior disciple of the Tai Chi Sword Sect!

In Zhao Kuangyi's view, even if their Northern Wei Kingdom could not win the championship in this year's Four Kingdoms Martial Arts Tournament, they had to at least make it into the top three. Otherwise, they would not be able to share much of the Yuan Stone Mine, and it would be almost a wasted trip!