Eternal Life Starts as a Hunter
Chapter 542 - 176: Tian Nan and Southern Land, Blade in Hand, Childlike Martial Obsession
The White Mist Robe pushed forward with both hands, and immediately twelve ice crystals, along with the original twin swords, spun like a vortex towards Li Yuan, their momentum vast and mighty, carrying a sense of powerful rushing impact.
But compared to his Dragon Breath, it was unknown how much weaker it was.
’So that’s how it is.’
’Accumulate, then explode, so the power limit is higher than some of the Elders of the Divine Wood Hall.’
Li Yuan nodded, then pretended to be nervous as he quickly swung his blade.
Clang, clang, clang, clang!!
He swung his blade like he was holding a silver platter, pretending to struggle as he resisted the fourteen spinning stabbing swords...
The White Mist Robe was also doing his best to control it.
The two seemed evenly matched.
And at the last moment, Li Yuan suddenly let out a loud shout, his body like lightning, rushing in front of the woman in the white robe, placing the blade against her neck.
Then he laughed heartily, saying, "I win, I win."
The White Mist Robe was somewhat stunned and blocked, she hadn’t thought she would lose.
No.
She had a Spiritual Artifact, how could she lose?
This... how is it possible?
She replayed the scene just now, feeling a bit confused for a while.
But when she turned back, the bald man had already gone far.
"Dian Wei!"
"Dian Wei!"
The White Mist Robe shouted.
But she could no longer find the person.
"Where did such a monstrous child come from?" The White Mist Robe’s eyes showed a look of seriousness, then muttered, "I have to notify the sect."
...
This sparring session left Li Yuan quite regretful.
Because he had already realized that "Fifth Grade" couldn’t give him the feeling of "real combat."
’Why not just honestly find the Han City Hall Master?’
In Li Yuan’s view, Qing Hancheng was the strongest of all the people he had ever seen.
Since he was going to the Divine Wood Hall, he might as well look for Qing Hancheng and have a fight on the way.
But how to fight?
Under what identity could he fight?
This wasn’t some pre-planned move, but rather a small thought he originally had, but as he traveled this path, it slowly grew due to the local circumstances.
He wasn’t an all-knowing Immortal, many things could only be "played by ear."
Originally, Li Yuan was worried that there had been a giant change outside, but as he traveled along, he didn’t find any existence stronger than him, not even someone who could touch his bottom line.
The Elder of the Mirror Flower Water Moon Palace just now was merely "1480~3650", and she dared to fly in and assess a stranger at Fifth Grade, which showed that in her eyes, her own strength was already considerable.
And in Li Yuan’s impression, Qing Hancheng’s strength was only "8772~35166", all these years passed by, no news from spies stating he broke through to Third Grade.
If he truly broke through, there should have been a significant move, but there wasn’t any.
Li Yuan did some analysis, glanced at his own "4530~69496" on the side, and suddenly realized "isn’t there a possibility that he is already the ceiling above ceilings on this Mianzhou Path?"
Gradually, his plan was formed.
’If you don’t want to attract too many enemies, then don’t get involved in their affairs.’
’Since that’s the case, just be a pure Martial Fool.’
’Isn’t this the persona I just set up?’
’Be an obsession-driven Martial Fool, no one will deliberately target me, at most they’ll want to use me as a tool.
At that point they’ll tempt me with benefits, deceive me, seduce me, expecting to use me.
This way, maybe I can gain something again.’
’Originally, doing this is very dangerous.’
But since I already find it hard to encounter a stronger existence, why not give it a try?
After all, I still have Thousand-Mile in a Line.
After all, I left my Fourth Grade Blood in the Black Market Ghost Realm.’
Lost in thought, Li Yuan’s body, which had soared into the clouds, quickly descended, entering a state of low-altitude flight, while meticulously contemplating the details of "how to portray a Martial Fool."
...
Several days later.
Li Yuan was flying.
Suddenly, a figure rose into the sky.
"Are you Dian Wei?"
The voice came, blocking Li Yuan’s path.
Li Yuan stopped, looking at the person, a slender and smiling strange youth.
The youth had a fine blade hanging at his waist, eyes slightly squinted, resembling a venomous snake.
And this person, Li Yuan actually recognized, it was "Yuan Zongzi" from the Holy Fire Palace, who had previously fought alongside him in Beijiang Prefecture.
It had been more than twenty years, and this former Sixth Grade had already broken through to Fifth Grade, with the fine blade at his waist clearly different, appearing as a blade but exuding a sense of fierce fire.
Li Yuan suddenly remembered hearing the rumor about "Tie Sha leaving with Yuan Zongzi," and his eyes instinctively scanned downward.
From this glance, he saw a rough and unkempt man in the crowd on the ground.
This crowd should all be disciples from the Holy Fire Palace accompanying Yuan Zongzi.
And that unkempt man, who else could it be but Tie Sha?
Tie Sha had "Peak of Grade Six" data floating around him, appearing just a step away from Fifth Grade.
Li Yuan’s old friends were few, yet he hadn’t expected to encounter Tie Sha again.
At this moment, a voice came from the opposite side.
"Dian Wei?"
Li Yuan recollected himself, removed his mask, revealing a sincere face and a gleaming bald head, saying, "I am. Who are you?"
"Holy Fire Palace, Yuan Zongzi, I wish to invite you to our Holy Fire Palace." The strange youth looked at him.
Li Yuan wanted to drink with Old Tie, so he foolishly said, "I’m hungry, invite me to eat and drink.
After eating and drinking, you beat me, and I’ll follow you to whatever palace that is."
"Holy Fire Palace." Yuan Zongzi emphasized.
Li Yuan controlled his stomach to emit "growling" sounds.
Yuan Zongzi looked at him, pondering: Just heard the news that a Fifth Grade Independent Practitioner was found in this region of the Mianzhou Path, didn’t expect to bump into him, if I could take him back to the Holy Fire Palace, it would be a great merit for me.