Clad in麒麟雕花铠 (Kirin-carved armor), wielding a three-pointed blade, with a tiger's physique and a wolf's waist, moving with the gait of a dragon and tiger, he strode forward.
Everyone in the arena held their breath. It was Liao Hua!
He was the recent prominent figure in Shu Commandery, his identity shrouded in mystery, his power terrifying, as if a deity had suddenly descended upon Shu Commandery.
As Liao Hua stepped onto the stage step by step, his aura surged from the first level of Xiantian straight to the third level of Xiantian! Su Dan Novels.
"That is..."
"Impossible, this is impossible! How could such a powerful expert suddenly appear in Shu Commandery, and we knew nothing of it!"
Someone in the crowd exclaimed.
"What virtue or qualification does this Yang family possess to recruit such a formidable individual."
Facing Liao Hua, who possessed the power of the third level of Xiantian, Zhang Feng tightened his grip on his long saber.
"Father, what do you think?"
Wang Ping's brow furrowed.
"Junior Brother, rest assured, with me here, this Liao Hua is nothing to worry about."
Bai Hong said with a calm expression, like an immortal fallen to the mortal world.
"Then thank you, nephew." Wang Shan said with a smile.
"Senior Liao Hua, our Feiyu Hall is willing to offer half of the Yang family's cultivation resources to sincerely invite you!"
Someone from below the stage shouted.
"Half of the cultivation resources? What is that? Look at what kind of mess your Feiyu Hall is. Half of the cultivation resources, bah!"
"As long as Senior Liao Hua is willing to join our Zhan Dao Sect, we will establish Senior as the Sect Master of Zhan Dao Sect!"
Suddenly, various invitations arose from the crowd.
Striding onto the stage, Liao Hua stood proudly. With a demeanor that could conquer the world, he declared, "If anyone dares to speak nonsense again, I will surely annihilate their entire clan!"
The entire arena fell silent.
"What a big boast."
A disciple from Jianmen said indignantly.
You are merely a subordinate general of a mere city, relying on the power of the third level of Xiantian, and you dare to make such grand pronouncements!
The Jianmen disciple sneered, "With your cultivation, you would be nothing special in our Jianmen. Heh heh, what are you, to speak of annihilating an entire clan? Do you even have the ability?"
"I think your master is not much of a thing either!"
Liao Hua heard this and was furious. How dare this scoundrel dare to point fingers at his liege!
When a lord is insulted, a vassal dies!
Thinking of this, a fierce killing intent erupted in Liao Hua's eyes, his internal energy churned, his three-pointed blade hummed, and his aura condensed madly.
"General Liao Hua, you cannot! It is currently the period of the competition, and moreover, you have already ascended the stage. You cannot casually attack the spectators' area. Otherwise, you will forfeit the match!"
Seeing Liao Hua unable to suppress his anger, Zhang Feng quickly stopped him.
"General Liao Hua, please compete with peace of mind. Such a pest will be dealt with by me."
Zhu Sheng, standing behind Yang Hao, had been constantly fanning himself with a feather fan.
With a wave of his sleeve.
"Those who insult my liege shall all be slain!"
Instantly, several shadowy blades of cold iron shot out from Zhu Sheng's mouth. Dark blade lights appeared, and massive blade shadows descended upon the Jianmen disciple on the stage, slashing down furiously!
"Presumptuous!"
Bai Hong thrust out his sword, a vast cold light piercing directly towards one of the blades.
"Boom!"
The battle blade spat out by Zhu Sheng was fierce and sharp, directly shattering Bai Hong's long sword, instantly reducing it to nothingness!
Following closely behind, the remaining battle blades, some slashing towards the Jianmen disciple who had spoken rudely, and some towards Bai Hong.
The colossal blade shadows were as vast as a sea of blood, blood-red light crisscrossing the sky, like divine thunder from the highest heavens, awe-inspiring!
"How dare you!"
Xu Ji saw the scholar spitting out blades of energy, his aura magnificent. He knew the scholar's depth, equal to his disciple Bai Hong, but Bai Hong had acted in haste, his move was not advantageous.
Worried about Bai Hong's safety.
A sword light like a coiled dragon soaring, a divine being striking heaven, swept across.
The sword light was ethereal white, like entering a divine realm, faint white energy tore through the void, striking the heavens, and directly reached Bai Hong.
There was no choice. Zhu Sheng's attack was ruthless from the start. Xu Ji had no time to react and could only protect his disciple Bai Hong.
Boom!!
The very earth seemed to tremble, and the clouds in the sky were torn apart, with dense cracks filling the spectator stands.
Bai Hong, at the center of the explosion, turned pale, his sword trembling uncontrollably!!
This pale-faced scholar behind Yang Hao actually possessed such powerful cultivation!
As the blade energy dissipated, the Jianmen disciple who had spoken rudely had already vanished, leaving only a pool of blood and shattered bones!
"My Liege, the offender has been executed!"
Zhu Sheng bowed his head.
"Indeed!"
Yang Hao looked calmly at the scene before him, long since numb, holding a cup of tea.
"Ding! Slaying a Houtian expert, gained 1000 kill points!"
"Only a thousand? So weak!"
Hearing the system's notification, Yang Hao put down his teacup and looked at Xu Ji.
"Elder Nine of Jianmen, your disciple spoke rudely and without discipline, openly insulting an imperial official in broad daylight."
"According to the laws of Wu Kingdom, he deserves to be executed! Have I spoken incorrectly."
"Correct."
Che Ming interjected. This pale-faced scholar was another expert. The Yang family could not be underestimated.
"Humph!"
Xu Ji snorted coldly and sat down, flicking his sleeve.
There was nothing he could do. His disciple had insulted an imperial official in broad daylight, and with Che Ming watching, he could only swallow his anger.
Zhu Sheng's attack was swift, precise, and deadly, undoubtedly another bombshell.
"Who is that?"
"So strong, able to contend with a Jianmen elder and remain so calm!"
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Che Ming coughed, drawing everyone's attention: "Let the grand competition begin!"
Only then did everyone recover and look at Liao Hua and Zhang Feng in the arena.
"General Liao Hua, please show mercy!"
Zhang Feng cupped his fists in a salute.
"My liege has ordered! The competition should cease at an appropriate point. Patriarch Zhang, please rest assured!"
After speaking, Liao Hua dragged his three-pointed blade and stood quietly opposite Zhang Feng, closing his eyes to rest, motionless!
The crowd below looked at Liao Hua, standing motionless on the stage, and began to whisper amongst themselves!
"General Liao Hua is going for a one-strike victory!"
Zhou Yuji gazed at Liao Hua, who was gathering his energy on the stage.
"General Guan was loyal and brave throughout his life, his military prestige was awe-inspiring. General Liao Hua followed General Guan for many years, he must have learned something."
"Yuji is right, this is the 'Drag Knife Slash'!"
Yang Hao's eyes lit up. He had desperately wanted to learn it and had even forced Liao Hua to practice with him for a while, but he could never grasp its essence.
Zhang Feng stared at the motionless Liao Hua. Initially wary, he couldn't discern any specific action from Liao Hua, only the surging aura that had been brewing all along.
After some time, Zhang Feng could no longer hold back. He charged towards Liao Hua with his long saber at full speed.
At this very moment, Liao Hua opened his eyes, a chilling killing intent condensing into a peak, and his overwhelming aura instantly swept outwards.
Like a ferocious beast, a violent and cold hunting aura enveloped Zhang Feng.
What powerful aura.
Che Ming's hair stood on end: "Zhang Feng is going to lose!"
Blade light, a vast ocean of blood, like a waterfall from the Milky Way, pouring down from the heavens, its momentum soaring!
The blade light streaked across the sky, fiercely slashing towards Zhang Feng in the center of the stage!