No More Pretending

Qin Changfeng took out a blood crystal and, with an extremely elegant air, placed it into the wooden box containing it. "This blood crystal is worth a thousand Spring Coin! Brother Lin, I've paid your challenge fee for you!"

Lin Yi laughed and said, "I'm afraid you'll win all the Spring Coin and Blood Crystals in one battle, and I won't even have a chance to step onto the stage."

After Qi Wangshu inspected the items, he gestured to Qin Changfeng to invite him to proceed.

"Fuzhou, Qin Changfeng."

After stepping onto the ring, Qin Changfeng clasped his hands in a salute, hoping to make a name for himself.

Li Weiyi stood up, returned the greeting, and said in a strong voice, "Brother Qin can use magical artifacts!"

"Any magical artifact will do?"

"Of course! If I, Li, dare to set up a challenge in the street, I am confident that I can accept any challenge and win every battle."

"What spirit! But you are a mortal, and it would be too dishonorable for me to defeat you with a magical weapon."

Qin Changfeng did not truly underestimate Li Weiyi. In an instant, his internal energy surged rapidly, bursting forth from his pores. His spiritual energy radiated outward, and a two-zhang-tall Battle Intent condensed behind him, erupting with bright light.

"Mountain-Moving Torrent Palm!"

The seven-zhang square arena was far too small for a martial artist at the Fourth Realm of the Five Seas; he could almost reach it in one step.

With a horizontal palm strike, Qin Changfeng's right arm surged with a torrent of magical energy, as if it were about to move the entire space away.

Li Weiyi's expression was solemn, as if facing a formidable enemy. He quickly used his movement technique to dodge, not daring to take the attack head-on.

"Brother Weiyi, where are you going? Get off!"

Qin Changfeng laughed loudly, his wide sleeves billowing, and his left palm struck out from above in a mysterious and unparalleled way, while his Battle Intent completely locked onto Li Weiyi.

Left with no other choice, Li Weiyi had to fight him head-on.

"Bang!"

The two stood facing each other, retreating rapidly.

"Such powerful strength, it's definitely not as simple as it seems. It must be Perfected Person the netherworld."

Qin Changfeng's expression turned serious. He unleashed his full speed and agility, transforming himself into six people, his figure covering the entire arena. Streams of palm strikes swept in all directions, surrounding Li Weiyi and trapping him in the center.

Li Weiyi dodged three of his blows and then seized an opportunity.

With two fingers of his right hand, he struck out like a sword, as swift as a flash of light.

"Compassionate Sail Opening Light!"

"Whoosh!"

A beam of finger-force, as thick as a wine glass, shot out straight, piercing through Qin Changfeng's Battle Intent and protective aura, sending him flying off the stage.

Next, Li Weiyi will cultivate the fifth Battle Intent, which is this move, and he is determined to hone it well.

Even though Qin Changfeng was wearing Magic Tool Battle Robe, he still suffered minor injuries. He barely managed to unleash his magical energy to strike the ground, landing on his feet with a slightly pale face.

His eyes were fixed on Li Weiyi on the arena, unable to accept that a dignified Pure Immortal Body would be defeated by a mortal so quickly.

"Qin Changfeng of Fuzhou suffered a narrow defeat after six moves."

Qi Wangshu announced.

Li Weiyi stood with his hands behind his back, his spine as straight as a spear, looking down at his opponent. "Brother Qin, you shouldn't have underestimated me. If you were to use weapons, I wouldn't have been able to defeat you so easily."

"I want to try again."

Qin Changfeng was unconvinced and resentful, secretly regretting that he had underestimated his opponent.

Fortunately, it wasn't a life-or-death duel, so there's still a chance to start over.

Qi Wangshu said, "Challenges require queuing. Three more people have just paid their challenge fees. By the way, just a reminder, our young master Li is only holding the challenge for two hours today; he's very pressed for time."

More than ten martial arts practitioners quickly left, preparing to invite experts from their clan.

"This person is very strong; do not underestimate him. His finger technique is extremely unexpected and powerful; be careful."

Qin Changfeng grabbed Lin Yi's wrist, gave him this instruction, and then went to pay the second challenge fee.

Lin Yi understood Qin Changfeng's strength. Even if he underestimated him, Li Weiyi was definitely no ordinary opponent, as he could knock Qin Changfeng off the stage in six moves.

Therefore, after entering the arena, he didn't hide anything, but took out a high-level magical artifact sword containing scriptures and asked, "Brother Weiyi, what magical artifact do you use?"

"My finger techniques have been honed to a level of unparalleled mastery, so much so that it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call them the best in the world. They are enough to overcome any adversity and defeat any opponent. Why would I need to use any magical artifacts?"

Li Weiyi, with one hand behind his back, looked relaxed and commanding. "Forgive my bluntness, but at the same cultivation level, physique is not the key to determining combat strength. More important are an individual's martial arts skills, combat wisdom, application of magical energy, mental state, and spirit..."

As a Pure Immortal Body martial artist, Lin Yi had no reason to believe his nonsense and interrupted, "Let's begin!"

Li Weiyi shook his head and sighed, "Come on!"

"Boom!"

Eight moves later, Li Weiyi once again used the "Compassionate Sail Opening Light of the Chan Sect Twelve Loose Hand Techniques. His finger strikes, like a sneak attack, struck from a tricky angle, breaking through Lin Yi's protective aura and knocking him off the stage.

"Lin Yi of Fuzhou has been defeated in nine moves," Qi Wangshu announced.

Li Weiyi gazed at the Immortal Forest suspended in mid-air, his tone regretful. "Lin Yi, in a duel on the arena, your composure is far inferior to mine. You only wanted to win Spring Coin; you weren't here for martial arts exchange. With that kind of mindset, how could you possibly be my opponent?"

Lin Yi coldly replied, "Brother Weiyi, when you were instructing me, why didn't you look at your sleeves?"

Li Weiyi raised her arm and glanced at the sleeve that had been slashed by the sword, her expression changing slightly. "You..."

"You were just three inches away from losing your hand!"

Lin Yi snorted and immediately went to pay the second challenge fee, confident that he already knew how to defeat Li Weiyi.

Sitting in the chair, Qi Xiao nodded slightly. Li Weiyi was indeed skilled, able to defeat Qin Changfeng and Lin Yi within ten moves. However, neither Qin nor Lin were Perfected Person, and Qi Xiao was confident he could defeat them within ten moves even if they were at the same cultivation level.

What exactly is the first successor's intention?

Hidden Eleven sat on the second floor of a restaurant not far away, his face full of smiles. "Is making money this easy? Are there really so many fools in the world, vying to be sparring partners and handing over their money?"

Li Weiyi had three main concerns: first, he was worried that Cang Jin reappear; second, he was worried that Yang Qingxi would cause trouble; and third, he was afraid that someone would steal Spring Coin. Therefore, he had Hidden Eleven hide nearby.

These Spring Coin and Blood Crystals were obtained by exchanging all the low-level magical artifacts he possessed, and he couldn't afford to lose them.

"Qi Qian was defeated in four moves."

"Li Jiuchong was defeated in five moves."

"Si Jiabai, defeated in six moves."

Qin Changfeng had been observing the fight on the stage, carefully studying it, and now it was finally his turn.

"Whoosh!"

Stepping onto the arena, he donned a pair of high-grade magical gauntlets forged from the Dense Metal, each weighing eight hundred jin. As he walked step by step toward Li Weiyi, his Battle Intent coalesced on his back, and he reached his peak state.

"Brother Weiyi, I won't underestimate you this time! I know you are very strong and have extremely high martial arts skills, but I am not weak either," Qin Changfeng said.

The duel begins.

"Boom!"

Li Weiyi did not confront him head-on, but instead used his speed advantage to fight him.

On the eighth move, he unleashed the Compassionate Sail Opening Light, knocking him off the stage with a single finger.

"Qin Changfeng was defeated in nine moves."

To get them to keep paying challenge fees, Li Weiyi commented on each person in a martial arts conversation. "Your strength is very strong, and your fist and palm techniques are top-notch. It's a pity that your movement speed is too slow. A top expert shouldn't have such a weakness."

His normal martial arts commentary sounded extremely harsh to the loser.

It would be more satisfying to mock and ridicule them.

Just a little bit more, just a tiny bit more...

Qin Changfeng trembled, his gaze sweeping over the pointing fingers of the young martial artists around him. He said indignantly, "A battle between cultivators at the Fourth Realm of the Five Seas, and he only built a seven-zhang square arena? Of course it's easy for it to collapse. Yes, the arena is too small! If we use a larger venue, he can't do anything to me."

"Not only is the arena small, but the ground is also very slippery," Li Jiuchong, who had been knocked off the arena earlier, said in a deep voice.

Zuoqiu Baiyuan sneered, "It snowed this morning, of course the ground is slippery. How come only you guys slipped down? Is Young Master Li born on top of it?"

"If you can't afford to lose, then don't fight!" Qi Wangshu shrugged and spread his hands.

"Keep fighting! I refuse to believe we can't even withstand ten of his moves!"

Li Jiuchong paid the challenge fee again.

Qin Changfeng followed closely behind, determined to regain his lost face no matter what.

Moreover, he has already found the reason: it's his mindset; he shouldn't have had a winning mentality.

If you simply aim to survive ten moves, and endure those ten moves, winning ten thousand Spring Coin won't be difficult at all.

People who are blinded by greed are irrational.

The news spread quickly, and more and more martial artists from the Fourth Realm of the Five Seas gathered below the arena from the four cities in the east, west, south, and north.

Even in the Immortal Forest, several individuals, both men and women, emerged from the fifth realm of the Pure Immortal Body, at the Fourth Realm of the Five Seas, ready to demonstrate their skills.

Most of them came with the top experts of their clans, either to join in the excitement of the Qianlong Lantern Festival, to lend a hand, or to make friends with peers who were geniuses.

"He's quite skilled! I just inquired and found out that Li Weiyi has fought nearly twenty matches and defeated his opponents within ten moves in each one." Luo Zhan was a young martial artist from the Lei Xiao Sect, at the Fourth Realm of the Five Seas.

Lu Wensheng is the older brother of Lu Cangsheng Lei Xiao Sect, the inheritor of the Thunder Cloud Sect, and Pure Immortal Body at the Fourth Realm of the Five Seas. In his youth, the elders of the sect once believed that his talent was even greater than that of Lu Cangsheng.

Unfortunately, within just a few years, his younger brother rose rapidly and left him far behind.

Lu Wensheng said, "Could it be that it's not even the Fourth Realm of the Five Seas?"

"Probably not. Zuoqiu Ting dared to write this calligraphy, which is tantamount to guaranteeing his own reputation. Besides, that kid's magical energy is indeed only at the third level," Luo Zhan said.

There were seven or eight young men and women from the Lei Xiao Sect who came with Lu Wensheng and Luo Zhan to broaden their horizons. Someone said, "They only defeated a rabble. The strength of millions of sect disciples is what makes them the strongest in their realm."

"The number one in the same realm... It's laughable. The martial artists of the Southern Realm are too arrogant. Senior Brother Wensheng, are you confident you can defeat him?"

Lu Wensheng had watched both of Li Weiyi's matches in their entirety. "Very strong, and he's been holding back, never using his Battle Intent. He should be about on par with me."

"What? He's only at the third rank of Qi? Senior Brother Wensheng, you're at the fourth rank of Qi, and your mastery of thunder magic is extremely high." The Lei Xiao Sect disciples couldn't accept this result.

Lu Wensheng laughed and said, "You're just like those martial artists who blindly step onto the stage to challenge others; you only see his mastery of magical energy. I dare say that this person's physical cultivation is already quite advanced."

"He won with physical strength? Wouldn't it be very unfair to limit his cultivation to the Fourth Realm of the Five Seas?" said a disciple of the Lei Xiao Sect.

Luo Zhan said, "There's nothing unfair about it. Among the outstanding talents of Myriad Gate Families, clans, and even powerful families, who doesn't cultivate both their spiritual energy and physical body? Take our Senior Disciple Brother, for example; he has already cultivated a Dao Body."

Lu Wensheng nodded. "Those people in the top one or two ranks all have incredibly strong physical bodies, making up for all their shortcomings. It's just that the Golden Bone is difficult to cultivate, and the Golden Spring is hard to find, so there are still not many who have cultivated Dao Body. Junior Brother Luo, why don't you give it a try first?"

"Haha, that's exactly what I was thinking. I'm sure I can withstand ten moves. I'll force him to reveal his true abilities."

Luo Zhan strode towards the arena and handed over one thousand Spring Coin, including Lu Wensheng's challenge fee!

Qi Xiao glanced at him, sensing the unique aura emanating from the Lei Xiao Sect disciple. He then looked at the man in the distance who bore a slight resemblance to Lu Cangsheng, pondered for a moment, and a smile appeared on his lips.

With his cultivation level, how could he not see that Li Weiyi hadn't used her full strength?

But now that the Lei Xiao Sect disciples have arrived, they should be able to force Li Weiyi to reveal his true fighting strength, and Qi Xiao felt a faint sense of anticipation.

Li Weiyi fought nine more matches, and for the fifth time, he knocked Qin Changfeng away.

This crushing defeat completely shattered Qin Changfeng's spirits. He collapsed to the ground, unable to get up for a long time, his eyes vacant.

Li Weiyi couldn't bear to give him any more pointers, so he spoke the truth directly, sighing, "Brother Qin, you're no match for me in ten moves. Don't waste any more money; you've already given me a lot! I, Li Weiyi, am the unparalleled number one in my realm. You ordinary martial artists can't withstand ten moves from me."

"Are they not even going to act anymore?" Qi Xiao, sitting in the chair, raised an eyebrow.

Luo Zhan, the next challenger, glanced disdainfully at Qin Changfeng lying in the snow. "Is this the level of the Imperial Court's martial arts practitioners? If the area below the arena were a forest of swords... chuckle..."

"Roar!"

Unable to bear the shock, Qin Changfeng let out a howl, first glaring at Luo Zhan with gritted teeth, then looking at Li Weiyi on the arena, before rushing out of the crowd like a madman.

His companion, Lin Yi, had already left silently after losing four matches.

Luo Zhan, dressed in a lightning- Magic Tool Battle Robe woven with purple light patterns, stepped onto the arena. With each breath, streaks of lightning crisscrossed the space within seven zhang.

He said, "I heard that challengers can use any grade of magical artifact?"

Li Weiyi recognized the disciple as a member of the Lei Xiao Sect, realizing that his true client and target had finally revealed themselves.

In terms of wealth, one must have Myriad Gate Families and a sect with tens of millions of members.

Although the Imperial Court's martial arts practitioners are wealthy, it depends on the person. If they could hook up with a top-tier official's son like Jiang Ning, they could make a fortune several times over.

Li Weiyi smiled and said, "If you can produce Hundred Character Scripture Magic Tool, I will definitely accept it."

"Can the Thunder Law Profound Ice be used?" Luo Zhan asked.

Li Weiyi said, "Of course! But I can guarantee that within seven zhang, even if you take out the Thunder Law Profound Ice, you won't be able to unleash it. Your hands will definitely be broken first!"

"Haha, just kidding. It's just a ring fight, not a life-or-death struggle."

Luo Zhan a hand seal, and a long, serpentine bolt of lightning appeared in his palm, spreading out in an arc over ten zhang long. He announced his name: "Luo Zhan of the Lei Xiao Sect, I'd like to learn from Young Master Li's superior skills."