Gun Dao Zhao Aotian!

"Insolent boy! I, Li Yanfeng, will be the one to face you!"

As he spoke, Li Yanfeng leaped onto the Yanwu Arena like a leopard, brandishing a large axe, presenting a majestic sight.

"Axe Dao Li Yanfeng requests Your Excellency's guidance!"

The pressure of Qi Condensation sixth layer instantly permeated the Yanwu Arena, and cheers erupted from the Li family disciples below!

Li Yanfeng was a straightforward person who disliked complicated matters. Seeing Zhao Aotian so arrogant on the stage, the pride in his heart naturally could not be suppressed.

"The Aura arrives before the person!"

Facing the formidable Li Yanfeng, Zhao Aotian's face showed no change in expression.

He elegantly twirled the gleaming silver long spear in his hand.

"You are not yet qualified to be my opponent! My spear only craves the strong!"

Zhao Aotian's words were filled with arrogance, and his eyes openly displayed disdain. The long spear seemed to resonate with him, its silver glow flickering a few times.

How could Li Yanfeng endure such humiliation! The next moment, he said no more and stomped his right foot on the ground!

He assumed a combat stance! The stone slab beneath his feet cracked, and he hoisted the great axe onto his shoulder.

He appeared to be facing a formidable enemy; though he was bold, he was not reckless.

"The courage of a brute, what is there to mention?"

Observing the dusty Yanwu Arena, a long spear displayed heroic poise, its offensive fierce and its Aura overwhelming.

Just as the two were about to collide, Zhao Aotian's long spear swiftly drew a beautiful arc like lightning.

The long spear instantly pierced Li Yanfeng's arm! Blood flowed freely like a stream!

In pain, Li Yanfeng swiftly twisted his body, using offense as defense! He tried to find a way to break the deadlock in this desperate situation!

But how could Zhao Aotian let him have his way? The long spear curved to the side, its tip scraping the ground.

His slender figure stepped forward and turned, and with a sudden rotation of his waist, the long spear danced with him, striking directly at Zhao Yanfeng's shoulder!

"I can't dodge!"

This was Zhao Yanfeng's only thought. If he were to be struck by this blow, he would surely be heavily injured and defeated.

Another anomaly occurred.

The next moment, his muscular arm gripped the great axe tightly! His previous hesitation vanished instantly, and his eyes were filled with killing intent!

The great axe responded to his resonance, glowing with a brownish-yellow luster, and its Aura suddenly surged!

"Ghost Axe Slash!"

A force like that of a Kui Niu! It directly and unceremoniously cleaved towards the long spear!

As the great axe descended, ghastly ghost head black smoke billowed around, and mournful, sharp infant cries echoed incessantly!

The powerful force made Zhao Aotian's tiger's mouth tingle; it was truly a force that could break all methods!

Zhao Aotian retreated more than twenty feet, with shattered stones flying and dust pervading the Yanwu Arena. The force of this blow required even him to respond seriously.

Below the stage, Zhao Xinyi tightly clutched her hands, breaking into a cold sweat as she worried for Zhao Aotian.

......

A moment later, a blurred figure came into view.

In the dusty Yanwu Arena, Zhao Aotian and his long spear stood unyielding!

Dressed in elegant white robes, his ink-black hair fluttered in the wind!

"Zhao Yanfeng, you are very good. You must pay close attention to this next move!"

Looking at the unharmed Zhao Aotian, Zhao Yanfeng stood frozen in place for a moment, a great fear rising in his heart.

He was supremely confident in his axe technique, but at this moment, it felt like a mere mortal trying to shake a tree....

"My spear's first form, Startling Cloud!"

Zhao Aotian's posture was as agile as a bird soaring through the sky, and his spear danced like a swimming Dragon, stirring up layers of ripples.

"Chop!"

A terrifying sonic boom filled everyone's ears; the speed was so fast that it was difficult for the naked eye to follow.

The third Elder of the Li family rushed down to rescue him. The moment he blocked the spear, his eyes instantly filled with shock and panic.

"This child is truly an Immortal Master!"

After a long while, the third Elder Third Elder Li Yin finally recovered, his thoughts chaotic, but more than that, a sense of desolation.

"The Immortal Dao I pursued for most of my life, the ethereal path of an Immortal Master, would actually manifest so easily in this junior. What a pity, how tragic...."

How could Zhao Qifeng not know what he was thinking? He stroked his beard and silently shook his head.

"Some people are indeed favored by Heaven. How can a golden carp remain in a pond?"

Zhao Aotian, without any surprise, won this match, and his body remained completely unharmed.

The cheers below the stage were thunderous, and every disciple was flushed with excitement. They admired and revered the strong, and even though Zhao Aotian was from the Zhao family, it did not affect their resolve.

Some were happy, some were sad. Zhao Yanfeng returned to the Li family crowd, looking dejected, none of his previous proud and bold demeanor remaining. He sat silently in his seat, not saying a word.

Looking at Zhao Yanfeng, who had a dark, deathly pale face, everyone wanted to offer some words of comfort but didn't know how to begin.

In the silent atmosphere, a sound finally broke through.

Following the sound, they saw a graceful young girl.

"Zhao Xinyi."

At this moment, she was looking at Li Yan with disdain, occasionally shouting insults, her expression very proud.

.....

The referee asked the Li family: "For the next match, who will the Li family send out?"

Among the large crowd, no one spoke. Zhao Aotian was too powerful; at this point, it wasn't about showing off, but completely about making a fool of oneself! Becoming someone else's stepping stone!

Zhao Aotian on the stage also grew a little impatient, looking down at everyone with a stern face.

"My spear is still not satisfied."

Everyone looked at each other, wide-eyed, but no one responded. They couldn't help but turn their gaze to Li Shang.

The meaning was clear: as a high-level Cultivator, why wasn't he going up? Was he waiting for others to go one by one to their deaths?

With great power comes great responsibility; how could he not understand this principle?

Facing the pressure from the crowd, Li Shang gritted his teeth and rushed straight to the stage with a dark face!

"I, Li Shang, will face Your Excellency!"

Seeing someone approach, the cold expression on Zhao Aotian's face softened slightly, and the corners of his mouth curved into a smile.

"Why isn't Si coming up?"

Upon hearing this, Li Shang's expression grew even uglier, and the hatred in his eyes seemed to solidify.

He, Li Shang, was the Grand Elder's successor, and this was the first time in his life he had been so disdained!

He wished he could kill this person in front of him, eat his flesh, drink his blood! To restore his, Li Shang's, prestige!

But reality was cruel. Facing such a powerful enemy, he didn't have the slightest thought of a lucky victory.

However, how could he admit defeat before fighting?

"Zhao Aotian, you are truly arrogant to the extreme! Today, I will use your blood to establish my name, Li Shang!"

The pressure of Qi Condensation seventh layer was completely undisguised. The long sword in his hand gleamed with cold light, extremely sharp!

Below the stage, Li Tan's mouth showed a bitter smile, "Sword Dao."

....

"Rising Sun Sword Art!"

Without any exchange, he used a powerful move as soon as he entered the arena, which stunned everyone into silence for a moment.

Zhao Aotian was also extremely vigilant in his heart. Since both sides were Cultivators of the same level, he naturally would not underestimate them.

The long spear in his hand moved like thunder and lightning! It went straight for Li Shang's sword!

A smile also appeared on Li Shang's stiff face; his plan had succeeded!

Although spear techniques are strong, their advantage lies in lethality and range. If someone could engage in close-quarters combat, it would be an excellent strategy!

The power of a spear technique when in close quarters is reduced by more than seventy percent, and even the swinging posture becomes awkward. But Zhao Aotian isn't a fool; why would he engage in close combat with him?

After Li Shang's repeated deductions for a long time, he finally decided to enter with a killing move!

Attacking Zhao Aotian's side, at that time, the situation would be reversed!

"The advantage is mine!"