This Is Only Interest!

"Damn it!"

Watching Xiao Le seemingly produce an endless supply of pills that kept his combat strength intact, Miter Lie could not help but roar in fury. Pale red Dou Qi surged forth, flames ignited in both hands, and he thrust out a palm with the force of a raging wildfire.

"Low Xuan-tier Dou Technique: Blazing Flame Palm!"

Feeling the scorching heat, Xiao Le did not dare be careless. He stomped hard with his right foot, and the tyrannical force left a footprint more than half an inch deep in the granite floor. He shot into the air, drew back his left leg, and lashed it toward the Blazing Flame Palm like a whip.

"Eight Extremes Collapse!"

He barely blocked the flaming palm, but his trouser leg had already turned to ash. A crimson palm print appeared on Xiao Le's leg, leaving him in a miserable state.

However, Miter Lie had not fared any better. The hidden force of the Eight Extremes Collapse invaded his body, bursting open his shoulder and leaving his entire arm hanging limply at his side.

"Impossible! I'm the Miter Family's second greatest genius! You're just a four-star Dou Practitioner from the countryside..."

Miter Lie could not accept it for a moment. He, Miter Lie, had actually fallen today at the hands of a country bumpkin two cultivation levels below him.

The reason the Eight Extremes Collapse could rival Earth-tier Dou Techniques was its hidden force, which injured opponents invisibly.

Xiao Le's feat drew a great deal of attention, and faint cheers of his name could be heard.

The battle was not over yet. A powerful suction force dragged the still-dazed Miter Lie over and hurled him toward an attack coming from the side. Lightning snakes surged beneath Xiao Le's feet as he abruptly closed in, his fists striking out with fierce force.

"Eight Extremes Collapse!"

In the blink of an eye, three more people were eliminated. Unfortunately, the opportunity vanished in an instant, and Miter Lie had already recovered his senses.

Having learned his lesson, Miter Lie no longer dared to be careless. He ordered the subordinates still able to stand to attack together.

Xiao Le was at a disadvantage, and the injuries on his body began to multiply. He thought to himself, Looks like I can't keep holding back.

Mist-like lightning poured from Xiao Le's body, and its strange aura made Miter Lie shudder.

"What kind of power is that?" Mu Chen asked suspiciously from the viewing platform.

Mittel Tengshan stroked his beard beneath his chin and said uncertainly, "It's somewhat like a lightning-element spiritual seed similar to beast fire. Looks like he has encountered some good fortune!"

With the boost of the Heavenly Demon Evil Lightning, Xiao Le's combat strength rose several more levels, enough to make even Miter Lie feel alarmed.

"Just putting on a show!" Miter Lie forced himself to sound confident, while also trying to reassure the people beside him.

Xiao Le clenched his fists and felt the power brought by the Heavenly Demon Evil Lightning. Brimming with confidence, he looked at Miter Lie with the corners of his mouth raised.

Dou Qi poured into the soles of his feet before erupting explosively. Borrowing that force, Xiao Le charged at the remaining men. His fists tightened and straightened, carrying a tyrannical, fierce momentum, while strange and sinister lightning snakes flickered over them as they smashed toward his opponents.

"Eight Extremes Collapse!"

Xiao Le, now incomparably stronger, sent three figures crashing to the ground screaming with a single strike. Gray-black electric arcs occasionally flashed over the remaining men, including Miter Lie, and their auras steadily weakened.

This allowed Xiao Le to discover in surprise that the Heavenly Demon Evil Lightning possessed tremendous corrosive power and could even devour Dou Qi. Watching their movements gradually slow, Xiao Le knew it was time to end the battle.

Using the Suction Palm and Fire-Blowing Palm in coordination with Eight Extremes Collapse unleashed through his feet, Xiao Le reduced the arena to a single standing figure in less than the time it took to burn an incense stick. Miter Lie had received Xiao Le's special attention. With a pair of panda eyes and a face swollen like a pig's head, he had long lost his former handsome and high-spirited appearance. The way he looked at Xiao Le now carried both fear and resentment.

A streak of light shot into the arena and dispersed, revealing an old man. The elder caught Miter Lie in his arms and injected Dou Qi into him, trying to stop the bleeding.

"You actually struck so ruthlessly!" The old man's voice was icy as he looked lovingly and painedly at the unconscious Miter Lie in his arms. A powerful aura surged out alongside his Dou Qi and pressed down on Xiao Le.

"Ah!"

Xiao Le let out a muffled groan. His unyielding eyes remained fixed on the old man as he sneered, "Is this the fairness of the Miter Family?"

"Enough!" Mittel Tengshan's voice rang out.

The repeated provocations made Mittel Tengshan's face darken.

Though the old man was one of the Miter Family's three great elders, he could not openly defy the family head's authority. With a helpless snort, he withdrew his Dou Qi and carried Miter Lie away from the martial arena.

Mu Zhan and the other two, who had already finished their battles, also turned their attention to Xiao Le. Their fame and status had prompted many people to voluntarily help clear their paths, so they had finished much faster than Xiao Le.

The final four had been decided: Xiao Le, Mu Zhan, Mittel Hao, and Nalan Jun.

The previously unknown Xiao Le had also begun to gain supporters. When Xiao Le stepped down from the arena, many young women boldly declared their affection for him. Their fiery enthusiasm frightened him so badly that he fled in a panic.

Ya Fei had already returned beneath the platform. Seeing Xiao Le flee in such embarrassment, she teased him, "I never expected little brother Xiao Le to be so charming. How about it? Do you need big sister to arrange a marriage for you?"

Xiao Le shook his head without speaking, then sat cross-legged and began recovering the energy he had expended in the matches. He did not have much time to prepare.

Fortunately, Xiao Le had long been prepared. Before Xiao Le left, Medicine Elder had refined quite a few healing and recovery pills for him.

Xiao Le popped several pills into his mouth as if they were candy beans and began refining them.

This made Ya Fei's heart ache. Her judgment was sharp, and the quality of those pills was certainly not low.

Xiao Le's performance today had greatly surprised Ya Fei. She had not expected him to possess such strength. She had underestimated him.

After a quarter of an hour, it was time for the semifinals. This time, the opponents would once again be decided by drawing lots.

The four of them stepped onto the platform together without speaking to one another. The other three still did not consider Xiao Le their equal, and their disdain made him very unhappy.

"Lot Number One!"

Xiao Le looked over the lot token in his palm, his expression indifferent.

Not far away, Nalan Jun looked over and smugly said to the two beside him, "Looks like I've booked my place in the finals early. Good luck to you two!"

Mittel Hao and Mu Zhan neither agreed nor disagreed, but it was clear that they largely approved of Nalan Jun's words.

Anyone would be unhappy at being looked down upon, but Xiao Le thought to himself, Just wait. I'll make your Nalan Family pay some interest first!

Before the semifinals, there was a quarter-hour break.

Very quickly, everyone in the martial arena focused their attention on the two upcoming matches. However, the crowd gathered before Arena One was noticeably smaller than the one before Arena Two. Clearly, the spectators did not believe Xiao Le could create another miracle.

Xiao Le calmly stepped onto the arena. Sparse cheers rose up, worlds apart from the thunderous reception on the other side when Nalan Jun stepped onto the stage.

Nalan Jun wore a confident expression as he leisurely assessed Xiao Le. He praised, "You came from the countryside, yet you have reached this point. Your talent is not bad. How about this? Join our Nalan Family. With the Nalan Family's resources supporting you, you will surely soar to great heights!"

Xiao Le gave him a strange look. Nalan Jun's words clearly looked down on him, and Nalan Jun did not even know Xiao Le's identity.

Xiao Le gave a disdainful laugh. "As expected, everyone from the Nalan Family is cut from the same cloth. Not a thing has changed."

Upon hearing this, Nalan Jun's anger flared. As one of the empire's three great families, the Nalan Family possessed its own pride. He snorted angrily and took his stance, waiting for the match to begin.

The instant the match began, Nalan Jun, who had long been prepared, released icy blue Dou Qi. The temperature in the surroundings plummeted, and even the moisture in the air froze, raising a spreading mist of frost.

An ice-element Dou Practitioner!

No one had expected Nalan Jun to be an ice-element Dou Practitioner. Although the ice element was not as rare as the lightning element, it was particularly troublesome to deal with.

The vortex within Xiao Le's body spun at high speed, and lightning snakes emerged one after another, warming his body, which had grown stiff from Nalan Jun's chill.

"Mid Xuan-tier Dou Technique: Cold Wind Ice Spike!"

Nalan Jun shouted sharply as ice-element Dou Qi surged forth wildly. A bone-piercing cold wind suddenly swept across the arena, and the air before Nalan Jun began to condense. Before long, a crystal-like ice spike appeared.

"Being stubborn comes at a price!" Nalan Jun swung his left arm, driving the ice spike toward Xiao Le.

That piercing coldness—seven-star Dou Practitioner!

Without holding anything back, Dou Qi erupted from Xiao Le's entire body. Gray-black Heavenly Demon Evil Lightning coiled around him, while Dou Qi gathered beneath his feet and lightning snakes and electric arcs flickered.

Xiao Le chuckled. "Is that so? Then I'd like to see for myself!"

He took a step and suddenly shifted sideways. With every step, a lightning snake flashed across the ground, creating a dazzling sight. Lightning-element Dou Qi was naturally swift and fierce.

He narrowly avoided Nalan Jun's attack.

Nalan Jun did not get angry. He drew in a breath, spun around, and thrust at Xiao Le once more.

After being dodged several times in a row, Nalan Jun's face flushed red as he roared, "Do you only know how to dodge?"

Xiao Le's seemingly playful humiliation made Nalan Jun lose his reason. Seeing this, Nalan Jie was greatly disappointed. Nalan Jun was still lacking in temperament.

"Oh, you want to try?" Xiao Le stopped moving, amusement glinting in his eyes as he mocked him.

Many people shook their heads at this sight. Xiao Le could not even see through such an obvious provocation. He had actually abandoned his speed advantage and chosen to confront Nalan Jun head-on, causing many to feel regretful.

"Hahaha! A four-star Dou Practitioner—what do you have to fight me head-on with?" The ice spike shot toward Xiao Le, accompanied by Nalan Jun's mocking laughter.

The sharp tip of the ice spike was painfully dazzling beneath the sunlight. Xiao Le did not dare be careless. He extended his left palm, sending a wave of air surging forth.

"Fire-Blowing Palm!"

It actually caused Nalan Jun's attack to stall. Nalan Jun braced with his left foot behind him, his face turning red as he exerted all his strength before finally pushing forward against that force.

When Nalan Jun was only one meter away, Xiao Le gave a strange smile. His right foot slammed down on the ground, his left palm changed from blowing to pulling, and he fiercely sent out the right fist he had prepared long ago. The punch carried unstoppable momentum, as though it would pierce through the void itself.

"Eight Extremes Collapse!"