The Ballad of Youth: Inheriting Daoji, Li Hanyi, the Escapee from Marriage

"Humph!"

Seeing the golden light appear before him, and seeing Li Xiuyuan holding a broken fan and engaging with his Cloud Dragon Sword, continuously releasing internal force to begin a stalemate, Mo Qixuan couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, his expression full of confidence!

All that could be heard was a cold snort from him, and his profound inner strength, belonging to the Great Freedom Realm, surged out like a tidal wave!

It produced one sonic boom after another!

Moreover, with the confrontation between the two as the center, the central area of ​​Meirenzhuang, which is a full third the size of a football field, gradually began to collapse!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

This is the whistling sound produced when internal forces clash!

That's the roaring sound caused by the ground collapsing!

If someone who had never seen a sword immortal draw their sword were to witness this scene, they would be absolutely dumbfounded and incredulous.

Is this what you call quiet?

Does a mountain peak have to collapse to be considered a major event?

Rustle! Thump! Thump!

As the ground collapsed, the attic surrounding the central area also began to shake due to damage to its foundation.

Sand and gravel kept flying and falling.

Fortunately, although Xiao Se cannot use internal energy, he possesses the world's best lightness skill that does not consume internal energy.

He quickly distanced himself from Tang Lian!

Otherwise, in less than ten seconds, as the internal energy released by the two monsters in the center of the arena intensified, and as the foundation of the attic was completely shattered, one beam after another fell down!

He'll have to be buried there!

"Master Daoji's martial arts are superb! Although we all guessed from the beginning that he was exceptionally skilled, but..."

"But this is too exaggerated! According to that white-haired immortal, his internal strength has already reached the level of a sword immortal!"

"Then Master Daoji, who is currently holding his own against the opponent, must also possess the strength of a sword immortal?"

Within what is currently considered a safe zone, Tang Lian stared in disbelief at the confrontation unfolding before her, her face filled with shock and her heart with fear!

He thought that if Li Xiuyuan hadn't been there, facing a contestant like the White-Haired Immortal, perhaps, based on what the other party said—that he was a descendant of an old friend—the other party wouldn't have killed him.

But I'm afraid the mission of escorting the golden coffin is definitely not going to be completed.

Although he doesn't yet know exactly what's inside the golden coffin, the fact that it's so sought after is itself an extraordinary thing!

Furthermore, according to Xiao Se, the white-haired immortal also admitted that he came from the Outer Heavens and belonged to the Demonic Sect!

Whether the other party is truly a demon or not, just from the perspective of their stance, if they really get their hands on the golden coffin, wouldn't that just make things better for the enemy?

With this shift in power, wouldn't he have made a grave mistake?

Thank goodness for Master Daoji!

Tang Lian felt quite fortunate.

"more than."

Upon hearing Tang Lian's words, Xiao Se looked around the scene more carefully and astutely noticed the problem.

Yes, even though he can't use internal energy now, which is no different from having lost all his martial arts skills, the meridians he opened up during his cultivation still retain the strengthening effect on his body.

Just like in the original story, when Wuxin took Lei Wujie to the depths of the lake to heal his wounds, Xiao Se could still hear the other's soft voice. Now, even though he is at least several hundred meters away from the center of Meiren Village and from Li Xiuyuan, it is still a short distance.

Most people would be considered to have good eyesight if they could even see a blurry little figure!

But he could clearly see the expression on Li Xiuyuan's face. "Look closely at that mad monk's expression!"

Tang Lian seemed to have doubts about what he had just said, unsure of what he meant.

Xiao Se patted his shoulder, urging him to look more closely at Li Xiuyuan's expression.

"His expression... Oops, I see it! Oh no, Master Daoji's face is showing signs of strain!"

"What should we do? If we lose, we can't fight back. Are we just supposed to let them take the golden coffin?"

Xiao Se: "..."

Xiao Se was speechless. Was Tang Lian really not able to react, or was she imitating that crazy monk?

Given that strained expression, why would you interpret it as him being unable to defeat the opponent?

Wait a minute...

Logically speaking, showing signs of difficulty is indeed a sign that someone is losing!

How come he now sees the struggling expression and thinks it means victory is assured?

What? You're saying that labored expression was on that mad monk's face? m.23sk.net

Then it's all right. If it's that mad monk, then everything makes sense, and it's not his problem with Xiao Se anymore!

"No, Xiao Se... why aren't you worried at all?"

"Aren't you afraid..."

Tang Lian was interrupted by Xiao Se before she could finish speaking.

"What's the use of being anxious? I don't know martial arts, and there's nothing I can do to help!"

"Moreover, the contents of that golden coffin may not necessarily be any treasure; it might just be something symbolic."

Xiao Se turned away, indicating that he didn't really want to explain.

Is he the only intelligent person in this group?

The others either have to be honest or work hard; it's really tough...

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On the other side, in the central area of ​​"Beauty Village"!

At this moment, the entire Beauty Manor was almost a ruin. Not only had all the surrounding pavilions collapsed, but the spot where the two stood, which was the hardest hit by the aftershocks of the confrontation, had also formed a large crater with a diameter of 100 meters.

Because things have developed to this point, the initial idea that a contest of internal strength wouldn't cause much of a commotion has long been eliminated from Mo Qixuan's mind!

Yes, if we're talking about the level at the beginning, it was probably much more subtle than the sword immortal battle where a single sword sliced ​​off a mountain.

However, he underestimated himself and Li Xiuyuan's internal strength!

At the beginning, I only used three-tenths of my strength, and the other party already showed signs of difficulty.

Because of this, Mo Qixuan was also thinking that as long as he could quickly increase his output to 50%, 80%...

This way, you can suppress your opponent immediately and ultimately win the contest of internal strength!

But to everyone's surprise, even after he used half his strength, his opponent did not show any signs of exhaustion.

The difficulties I faced before have indeed become much greater!

At first, Mo Qixuan had no suspicions, and even now, he is still very confident in his internal strength.

However, as he unleashed more and more internal energy, the wind pressure from the initial shockwaves of their confrontation grew stronger and stronger!

Daoji's expression grew increasingly difficult, yet he still showed no sign of weakness or retreating even a step!

At this point, Mo Qixuan began to have some doubts. Then, he continued to increase his efforts, even infusing his internal energy with sword energy and sword intent to make his internal energy more lethal.

But in the end, when he saw the other person roll their eyes and stick out their tongue to perform the word "difficult" to the extreme, he finally realized that this guy was really faking it!

"Damn it, Daoji, how much strength do you still have left? Why is it that the harder I try to defeat you, the more difficult it is for you to be repelled?"

"You're deliberately trying to keep up with me, does that mean my best efforts aren't even worth your attention?"

Mo Qixuan shouted angrily at Li Xiuyuan.

"Ah? No..."

“Master Mo, you have misunderstood me. If I still had the strength, wouldn’t I have defeated you long ago?”

"As for why the more effort you put in, the stronger I become... that's naturally because I share the same idea as you!"

"Master Mo is constantly testing me, and I am only doing the same thing because I want to test you!"

"Monk, I'm really not as amazing as you think!"

Li Xiuyuan explained with an innocent expression.

"Hmph! You can't believe a word you say, not even one of your statements!"

Seeing that the commotion had already reached such a large scale, Mo Qixuan no longer cared about anything else!

He first used a clever technique to allow his body to retreat safely by taking advantage of the opponent's burst of internal force!

Immediately afterwards, his strongest sword move, combining all his internal energy and sword intent, began to take shape!

"Looks like this is the last resort?"

Li Xiuyuan spoke in a daze, and then a troubled look appeared on his face.

"Alright, alright, consider this repayment for the wine debt to Benefactor Mo. I, the monk, will also use a more respectable method to end this!"

"The Buddhist Secret Technique - Vajra Sigh!"

With the words "Keep all worries away," Li Xiuyuan's expression turned serious. He closed his broken fan and sat cross-legged on the ground with a rare gesture of clasping his hands together.

In the blink of an eye, a dazzling golden light slowly began to bloom from his body!

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Chapter 34 The Crystal Vajra! Subduing the Dragon with One Hand!

The Buddha once smiled as he held up a flower, and even the Vajra possesses a compassionate heart!

When that golden light bloomed in the snowy night, the light was not dazzling, but it was enough to make people unable to open their eyes!

Even when powerful figures like Mo Qixuan had their eyes closed and only dared to use their inner strength to sense their surroundings, everyone heard a sigh filled with pity from somewhere. When they opened their eyes again and looked towards the place where the golden light had first emanated, which was Li Xiuyuan's location, they were all taken aback.

But all they saw was that the other person's body remained unchanged, with their eyes still closed and hands clasped together, sitting cross-legged in the same spot.

Aside from the inexplicable sense of solemnity that could be gleaned from his disheveled attire.

They couldn't even find out what the other party had just done, or where that golden light had gone!