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Han Li stepped onto擂台 number ten, and soon, another Disciple also stepped onto the擂台.

He was burly, tall, and mighty, with powerful muscles that strained his clothes.

His cultivation was similar to Han Li's, also at the Late Stage of the Vein Opening Realm.

His Qi and blood were vigorous.

“Buzz—!”

As the two stepped onto the擂台, the next second, the barrier on the擂台 activated, covering it with a layer of light.

“Tiandu Peak’s Chen Bai, please enlighten me!” the burly Disciple spoke again.

“Tiandu Peak…” Han Li looked at the burly Disciple before him, his eyes flickering slightly.

It was his first match, and he had already encountered a Disciple from Tiandu Peak.

And at this moment, the burly Disciple instantly attacked, a powerful force whistling as he threw a punch, emitting a dark glow that instantly broke through the air.

“Slap—!”

Just as the punch was about to hit his face, Han Li raised his hand and directly grabbed the dark-glowing fist.

A wave of Qi surged out, and the terrifying force was directly caught by Han Li’s hand, his body remaining perfectly still.

“Hmm?”

Seeing this, the burly Disciple was startled.

However, the next second, with a crack, he instantly felt as if his fist had been crushed, and intense pain immediately assailed him.

“Ah!”

A painful cry sounded, and layers of sweat instantly appeared on the burly Disciple’s forehead.

“Sizzle—!”

A wisp of silver electric arc flickered, and the next second, Han Li’s fist directly slammed into the burly Disciple’s chest.

Crisis struck, and he instantly activated his True Qi to defend.

“Pfft—!”

The punch landed on his chest, and a terrifying force invaded his internal organs. His True Qi defense instantly disintegrated, and his body flew backward, crashing hard against the barrier, falling to the ground, and completely passing out.

The battle ended.

Killed in one punch!

Looking at the unconscious burly Disciple, Han Li’s expression was calm.

The barrier disappeared, and professional personnel immediately came forward to carry away the unconscious Disciple for treatment.

Han Li also stepped off the擂台 and returned to his seat.

“Excellent!”

Watching this scene, Chen Qi and the others in the distant seats all smiled brightly.

Killed in one move!

Clean and decisive!

“Junior Brother Han, you’re amazing, ending it in one move.”

Chen Dongfeng looked at Han Li, a surprised expression in his eyes.

To be able to crush an opponent in one move, despite having the same Late Stage Vein Opening Realm cultivation, was truly not simple.

“It’s just the preliminary round,” Han Li replied with four words.

“Having strength really makes a difference; he’s full of confidence,” Yang Qi interjected from the side.

Han Li glanced at her but said nothing, his gaze turning to the擂台, continuing to watch the battles… Time passed.

As the competition progressed, more and more Disciples were eliminated.

Of the more than three thousand Disciples, over half were completely eliminated.

Han Li also entered the arena several more times, winning without suspense every time.

Chen Dongfeng and the others also fought.

They won smoothly.

In the preliminary rounds, there was no chance for revival.

One failure meant complete elimination.

And the further it went, the more intense the battles became.

Although the maximum match time was fifteen minutes, most battles ended in a very short time… At the first quarter of You Shi (5-7 PM), a deep bell rang, signaling the end of the first day of the Tournament.

The remaining Disciples were less than a thousand, roughly over nine hundred.

Of course, this excluded the hundred elite Disciples on the Mountain and River Rankings.

As the bell rang, everyone left the venue.

Han Li and his Senior Brothers and Senior Sisters also returned to Yuhua Peak together.

The Mountain and River Tournament lasted for three days.

The preliminary and official rounds took two days, and the last day was for the top hundred contenders to redefine the rankings of the Mountain and River Rankings.

In the central courtyard of Yuhua Hall’s rear hall, Han Li and the others gathered around a table of delicious food, eating and chatting.

“Junior Brother, you performed well in the preliminary rounds. Keep up the good work; the battles ahead will become increasingly fierce,” Chen Qi said to Han Li, raising her wine cup.

Han Li raised his cup and nodded: “Senior Sister, don’t worry, I will do my best.”

“With Junior Brother’s strength, reaching the top hundred is definitely not a problem.”

Huangfu Yanran said with a smile.

“The official competition is when the real challenge begins, so we can’t be careless,” Duan Ye said.

“Come, let’s drink to Junior Brother’s victory today!”

Baili Changqing raised his cup, and the group clinked glasses, draining their wine.

After the banquet, Han Li bid farewell to his Senior Brothers and Senior Sisters and returned to his room.

His Senior Brothers and Senior Sisters also continued to stay at Yuhua Peak.

They would leave after the Mountain and River Tournament ended!

...The next day, dawn broke.

The light from the east pierced the darkness, illuminating the vast land.

A deep bell rang, echoing throughout the Qingyuan Sect.

At Yuhua Peak, Han Li and his Senior Brothers had breakfast and then headed to the Mountain and River Tournament venue.

The second day, preliminary and official rounds!

The popularity was even higher than on the first day. Except for some special personnel responsible for guarding the Sect, almost everyone else was present.

Han Li and his Senior Brothers and Senior Sisters entered the venue separately and then took their seats.

Over nine hundred Disciples.

After the first day’s preliminary selection, the remaining ones were all formidable.

Some Disciples with Mid Stage, Early Stage, and even Late Stage Vein Opening Realm cultivation had been eliminated.

Over ninety percent were at the Vein Opening Realm Peak.

The few at the Late Stage of the Vein Opening Realm were countable on one’s fingers.

Han Li, Bai Wushuang, and Yang Qi were considered rare, and of course, there were also some powerful Late Stage Disciples.

However, generally, most were Vein Opening Realm Peak Disciples.

At five quarters past Chen Shi (7-9 AM), the Elder in charge of the Tournament on the central high platform ascended it again.

Han Li automatically ignored this segment of nonsense.

As the bell rang.

In the Void Spiritual Mirror, numerical plates appeared one by one.

The first round began!

Bai Wushuang and Yang Qi’s names were among them.

Han Li was no exception.

However, the three of them were on separate擂台s and had not yet faced each other.

Stepping onto擂台 number thirty-one, another Disciple soon followed him onto the stage.

He was at the Vein Opening Realm Peak cultivation.

The barrier activated, enveloping the擂台.

“Yuhua Peak’s Han Li, it’s quite impressive that you’ve made it this far,” the Disciple, who looked somewhat like a scholar, spoke.

Han Li’s expression was calm, without the slightest fluctuation.

“Yesterday, you beat my Tiandu Peak Disciple so badly that he hasn’t woken up yet. If you concede, I can let you leave safely,” the scholar-Disciple spoke again.

“You talk too much,” Han Li said.

“It seems you want to try!” A cold glint flashed in the scholar-Disciple’s eyes. The next moment, a white light appeared, and a Low Grade Spiritual Artifact longsword materialized in his hand.

“Blazing Wildfire!”

The scholar-Disciple slashed out with his sword, and a crimson Sword Qi instantly struck towards Han Li.

“Boom!”

Han Li’s figure flickered, swiftly disappearing from his original spot. The next second, he appeared behind the scholar-Disciple.

“Hmm?”

“So fast!” The scholar-Disciple was startled, sensing a terrifying force coming from behind him.

“Clang—!”

In the nick of time, the scholar-Disciple blocked with his sword. The Spiritual Sword in his hand let out a mournful hum and vibrated, his wrist went numb for a moment, almost dropping the sword, and his body staggered backward.

Han Li took a step forward, giving him no chance to breathe. A fist, flashing with lightning, unleashed a visible fist print.

“Pfft—!” The scholar-Disciple hadn’t even recovered when the lightning fist print directly slammed into his body.

Even with the brief block from the Low Grade Spiritual Artifact, his body was sent flying by the punch, crashing against the barrier, and he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.

“Boom—!”

Just as he stood up, another lightning fist print condensed and struck out. He didn’t have time to think and instantly used his Low Grade Spiritual Sword to defend.

“Crack—!”

A shattering sound rang out, and the next second, the Low Grade Spiritual Sword directly exploded, turning into fragments.

The scholar-Disciple spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, slammed into the barrier, and this time, completely fell unconscious.

“Damn, this guy is so fierce, he can even shatter a Spiritual Artifact?!”

Below the stage, Chen Dongfeng watched Han Li’s battle on the擂台, his eyelids twitching wildly.

Shattering a Spiritual Artifact with a few punches, this strength was like that of a humanoid monster.

Was this the power that could be unleashed in the Vein Opening Realm?!

Spiritual Artifacts had extremely strong endurance. Even if they weren’t specialized protective Spiritual Artifacts, they weren’t that easy to shatter.

Han Li directly shattered the Spiritual Artifact and brutally knocked the Disciple unconscious. This scene also made many Disciples turn their heads in surprise.

“Junior Brother is so fierce!”

Below the stage, Chen Qi and the others also felt a bit surprised.

Shattering a Spiritual Artifact with a few punches, this power was definitely more than just a simple transcendence; it might even be comparable to Innate power.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to shatter a Spiritual Artifact so easily.

No matter how bad a Spiritual Artifact was, it was still a Spiritual Artifact!

“It seems Junior Brother is also quite secretive,” Huangfu Yanran murmured, a strange light flashing in her eyes.

“Compared to the last mission, he has indeed improved a lot. He’s truly a Prodigy.”

Chen Qi blinked, but more than that, she was delighted… The battle ended, and Han Li stepped off the擂台.

This was his second encounter with a Tiandu Peak Disciple. Without exception, Han Li fulfilled his promise: meet one, cripple one.

Since they were at odds with Yuhua Peak, he certainly wouldn't be polite.

If it weren't for Sect rules, it wouldn't have just been a severe injury leading to unconsciousness.

Returning to his seat, Han Li suddenly felt a sharp gaze.

He looked towards the distant seats, which were for the various Peak Revered Masters.

A middle-aged man in a white robe was looking at him, with a hint of sharpness in his eyes.

Han Li frowned; this middle-aged man in white robes was likely the Peak Revered Master of Tiandu Peak.

"Brother Han, that's amazing! You can even shatter a Spiritual Artifact."

At this moment, Chen Dongfeng's voice sounded from the side, and Han Li withdrew his gaze.

Chen Dongfeng looked at him, his eyes shining brightly.

"His Spiritual Artifact was too poor; the quality wasn't good enough," Han Li said.

Chen Dongfeng: "╮(▔,▔)╭"

"The quality wasn't good enough"? You're really talking nonsense.

No matter how poor the quality of a Spiritual Artifact, it could easily withstand the power of a Vein Opening Realm Martial Artist.

"Brother Han, could you be a special Physique?"

Chen Dongfeng blinked.

"Do I look like it?"

"Yes!" Chen Dongfeng nodded.

Han Li: "..."

The battles continued.

The number of eliminated individuals also grew.

Out of over nine hundred Disciples, only a little over two hundred remained.

They were just one step away from the hundred Disciples who would enter the official competition.

Another round of matches ended, and Han Li's gaze turned to the Void Mirror.

Within the Spiritual Mirror, individual numbered tags appeared.

The tag in his hand vibrated. Looking at the number on the tag, Han Li stood up, but suddenly, his expression tightened as he looked at Bai Wushuang beside him.

Bai Wushuang looked at the Void Mirror, then at the number on the tag in his hand, and his gaze fell on Han Li.

Arena number eight!

This battle was between the two of them.

"I know your strength is great, but I won't surrender easily," Bai Wushuang said softly. After speaking, he strode towards Arena number eight.

Han Li said nothing and followed him to Arena number eight.

Beside them, Chen Dongfeng and Yang Qi exchanged glances.

They hadn't expected these two to face each other just before the official competition.

"I'm afraid Bai Wushuang won't be able to stop Han Li..." Chen Dongfeng said, looking at the two figures.

"His strength is indeed formidable!" Yang Qi nodded.

Having personally witnessed Han Li shatter a Spiritual Artifact with his Physical Body, his strength was greater than that of a Vein Opening Realm Peak Disciple. He was probably not much inferior to the Disciples at the top of the Mountain and River Rankings.

"It couldn't be avoided. Their cultivation levels are the same, so meeting at this time is only natural," Chen Dongfeng said.

After all, the Spiritual Mirror's arrangement was automatic, not manually controlled.

"Let's wait and see. Bai Wushuang isn't weak either; they should have a wonderful duel," Yang Qi said... On Arena number eight, as the two stepped onto it, the barrier instantly activated.

"Buzz—!"

Bai Wushuang raised his hand, and a large Spiritual Artifact saber appeared, radiating spiritual might. It was clearly a Medium Grade Spiritual Artifact.

Holding the Spiritual Saber, Bai Wushuang's Aura instantly changed, like a saber Revered Master, revealing his sharpness.

True Qi permeated his body, reaching its peak.

"Buzz!"

Han Li also said nothing. He spread his hand, and with a flash of silver light, the Dragon Pattern Spear instantly appeared in his hand.

Seeing Han Li reveal the Dragon Pattern Spear, a hint of surprise flashed in Bai Wushuang's eyes, but he said nothing. He turned his saber and struck out.

At the same time, Han Li also activated the Dragon Pattern Spear. With a flash of silver light, the spear shot out like a Dragon, striking instantly.

"Clang—!"

Saber and spear collided, sparks flying.

Han Li remained motionless, while Bai Wushuang was forcibly pushed back to the edge of the arena.

"Freezing Slash!"

He gripped the Spiritual Saber, activating it with all his might. The Spiritual Saber in his hand glowed blue, and a chill permeated the air. A visible blue Saber Qi shot out, seemingly freezing the air.

"White Dragon!"

The spear shaft rotated, and Han Li simultaneously unleashed the Life-奪ing Spear Technique. The long spear whistled, striking out like a soaring white Dragon.

"Boom—!!"

A powerful wave of Qi swept the surroundings, the air vibrated, and the entire arena trembled.

Cold Qi and spear shadows raged.

A blurry mist.

"Clang clang clang!!!"

From within the mist, only the crisp sound of metal clashing could be heard, and a sharp Aura surged.

One spear and one saber, instantly erupted with immense power.

"Why doesn't Junior Brother use the Fire Tipped Spear? Fire counters ice; he would have simply crushed him."

In the seats, Chen Qi spoke.

Huangfu Yanran looked at the battle on the arena and said softly, "Perhaps this person has some connection with Junior Brother. He doesn't want to overwhelm him with a stronger weapon. Otherwise, he could easily defeat him with his bare hands."

"Junior Brother has a good character. Revered Master didn't misjudge him; he's a good seed. It's a pity Revered Master left too early, otherwise, with vigorous cultivation, he could have become even stronger," the Second Senior Brother said.

"Clang clang clang!!!"

As they spoke, the situation on the arena changed rapidly. A Dragon's roar sounded, and in the next instant, a figure flew backward, crashing into the barrier.

"Pfft!"

The figure landed, kneeling on one knee, spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood, the light in his eyes dimming by three points.

As the mist dispersed, Han Li's figure appeared, standing with his spear. Looking at Bai Wushuang, who was kneeling on one knee, he did not take advantage of the situation.

"Cough cough..."

Clutching his chest with one hand, Bai Wushuang coughed, then stood up and looked at Han Li, "I lost!"

"You yield!" Han Li nodded slightly, then retracted his spear.

The barrier dissipated, and Bai Wushuang staggered off the stage.

Han Li returned to his seat and sat down.

Bai Wushuang also sat down.

"Your spear technique doesn't seem to be your strong suit," Chen Dongfeng said from the side.

"It's alright, just a Minor Achievement," Han Li said indifferently.

Hearing this, a hint of sadness flashed in Bai Wushuang's eyes.

"Senior Brother Bai, don't be discouraged. Losing to Senior Brother Han is not shameful. Don't forget, he can shatter Spiritual Artifacts with his fists," Yang Qi said with a smile.

"If I make a Breakthrough in the future, may I seek your guidance again?" Bai Wushuang looked at Han Li and suddenly asked.

Han Li looked at him, nodded slightly, and said, "If I am here, I can accompany you."

"Thank you," Bai Wushuang said two words, then stood up and left.

"It seems you injured him quite badly," Chen Dongfeng sighed, watching Bai Wushuang's retreating figure.

Han Li: "..."

Why did that sound a little off?

Time flowed by.

Soon, the list of one hundred Disciples for the official competition was released.

Next was the official competition.

The one hundred elite Disciples of the Mountain and River Rankings would also appear!

To determine the new top one hundred of the Mountain and River Rankings.

The atmosphere of the tournament was pushed to a new climax.

On the central high platform, the presiding Elder of the tournament appeared.

"The list of one hundred official Disciples has been released. Please congratulate them with applause!"

The Elder's voice, amplified by True Qi, spread throughout the Mountain and River Tournament venue. As soon as his voice fell, thunderous applause erupted.

"Next, I announce that the official competition will begin immediately. All Disciples, please collect your new tags first."

As the Elder's voice sounded, Han Li and the other Inner Sect Disciples also stood up and lined up to exchange for new tags.

Within a quarter of an hour, all Disciples had completed the tag exchange.

This tag exchange also included the one hundred elite Disciples of the Mountain and River Rankings.

Han Li's tag was number eighty-eight.

The tag exchange was completed.

Han Li and the other Inner Sect Disciples returned to their seats. The Void Spiritual Mirror changed, and individual tags, including names, appeared.

In the first round, his name was prominently listed.

And his opponent was Yang Qi.

Seeing her name appear on the Spiritual Mirror, Yang Qi looked at Han Li, her large, watery eyes blinking.

"I'm so unlucky. How did I end up encountering you in the very first match..." Yang Qi said with a bitter expression.

Chen Dongfeng laughed from the side, "This means you're fated, haha. Junior Sister Yang, you'll probably stop here this time."

"Hmph, I won't give up easily."

Yang Qi tilted her head back. Then, she strode out. Han Li said nothing and followed suit.

Soon, the two arrived at Arena number sixteen.

As they both stepped onto the arena, the arena's barrier instantly activated.

Their gazes met. A flash of light appeared in Yang Qi's slender hand, and a fiery red long whip appeared in her grasp.

It was a High Grade Spiritual Artifact.

"Although I know you're formidable, this granny isn't to be trifled with either. Show me your full strength; don't hold back, and don't look down on me."

Yang Qi held the Spiritual Whip, her gaze firm as she looked at Han Li.

"...Alright, you make your move." Han Li nodded slightly.

Yang Qi wasted no words. She cracked the whip, making the air explode, and swiftly lashed out.

The soft Spiritual Whip instantly became as hard as a long spear.

Han Li watched the approaching long whip, and a Dragon's roar emanated from within his body.

Deep within his flesh and blood, three Dragon Elephant Primordial Embryos vibrated.

The next second, a terrifying Dragon Elephant phantom manifested behind him.

At the same time, a layer of golden light shimmered around his body.

"Boom—!"

The moment the long whip struck the golden light, the Dragon Elephant phantom behind him roared. The next second, a terrifying wave of Qi surged.

"Bang—!!"

Yang Qi's pupils contracted. She felt an irresistible force assailing her. The Spiritual Whip in her hand was shaken loose, crashing against the arena's barrier. Her delicate body trembled, and a mouthful of fresh blood spurted out.

With a single blow, she was directly repelled by the backlash of the Overlord Body Golden Body.