Chapter 369: Challenge (Part 2)
"What is so funny? I am just being merciful and don't want to hurt anyone!" The Immortal Master opposite, seeing Han Li's indifferent expression, couldn't help but become angry, and he put on the status of a "high-level expert" even more.
"Nothing! I just feel that this competition seems a bit easier than I imagined!" Han Li tapped the solid ground with his toes and said nonchalantly.
"What? You actually dare to look down on me like this!" This middle-aged cultivator's face turned red all at once. He raised his hand, and a glittering object appeared in his hand. But before he could unleash the object in his hand, he suddenly felt a flash of a figure before his eyes, followed by his vision going black, and he collapsed softly to the ground, unconscious.
A moment later, Han Li walked out from inside, dragging the unconscious middle-aged cultivator, with his usual expression.
The other cultivators in the hall were greatly astonished upon seeing this scene.
They all saw the difference in cultivation base between Han Li and his opponent clearly. But the one who won was actually Han Li; this was truly beyond their expectations.
But not all cultivators were extremely surprised. The old man who had been keeping a straight face revealed a trace of an extremely strange expression.
He looked at Han Li with deep meaning. Although he didn't say anything, he seemed to know the process of Han Li's strike.
Han Li chuckled "Hehe," placed the two bamboo slips in front of the old man without changing his expression, put the unconscious opponent on the ground, and returned to the group of winning cultivators.
The old man looked at the unconscious middle-aged cultivator at his feet, shook his head lightly, and revealed a trace of a smile that wasn't quite a smile.
"Number eight."
When the last winner also appeared, the old man looked at the other ten cultivators who had not yet played and coughed lightly, saying faintly:
"Next, start challenging in numerical order. If you feel that your magic power is severely depleted, you can rest for a while and challenge later. But the challenges must all be finished within today, otherwise, it will be treated as an abstention. Moreover, challengers are not allowed to challenge those who have already competed with others. As for the extra number eleven, they will challenge once among the ten final winners."
"Alright, let's begin!"
Seeing that the old man had finished speaking, the cultivator ranked number one couldn't wait to choose an opponent who looked to have the lowest cultivation base from the ten cultivators and entered the platform together.
The opponent being challenged only had the cultivation base of the sixth layer, while he was a cultivator of the seventh layer; it seemed his chances of winning were indeed not small!
But after the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, the one who walked out from the white light first was the sixth-layer cultivator. As for the number one cultivator, he came out a while later, covered in wounds.
He had a look of shame on his face and ran out of the hall without saying a word.
Seeing this scene, the expressions of the remaining challengers changed. And that cultivator returned to the group of ten without a care.
"Next!" The old man called out without a trace of surprise. It seemed the victory of that cultivator was a matter of course!
"Senior, my magic power hasn't recovered yet; please wait a moment!" The number two cultivator said with a somewhat red face.
"Number three," the old man ignored whether this person's magic power had really not recovered or if he was somewhat afraid of fighting, and directly called the next number.
The next cultivator frowned slightly and also avoided the fight.
And the number four cultivator below, unable to overcome his embarrassment, braced himself, chose an opponent, and entered the platform.
As a result, the same scene appeared again.
Looking at the number four cultivator who was not lightly wounded, the remaining challengers all revealed expressions of shock.
Under these circumstances, the two cultivators behind also delayed the timing of their challenges. In their view, letting others go up first to test the waters was the wise choice.
"Number seven," the old man's expression moved, and he slowly called out Han Li's number.
Han Li walked out silently, reached out a finger, and pointed at an opponent with the sixth layer of cultivation.
That cultivator was a sturdy man. Seeing that Han Li didn't retreat and even chose him, he grinned hideously and walked toward the platform with big strides.
Han Li, on the contrary, walked slowly, as if he were considering a strategy.
As the sturdy man and Han Li's figures disappeared into the white light, everyone watched the direction of the platform with concern.
The Foundation Establishment stage old man closed his eyes, seemingly resting his mind.
But after a while, his facial muscles moved slightly, followed by a trace of surprise. He opened his eyes, somewhat astonished.
Then, a figure appeared on the platform in the white light.
The cultivators hurriedly focused their gaze, only to see that after the white light dissipated, the person was actually Han Li. He was completely uninjured, but he was dragging his scorched opponent with one hand, walking out leisurely, looking exceptionally relaxed.
Seeing this scene, not only were the cultivators who were also challengers stunned, but those remaining who were to be challenged revealed expressions of disbelief.
As for the youth Wen Wen Qiang behind the old man, his mouth was wide open, unable to close for a while.
Han Li placed the opponent, who still had a breath left, in front of the old man, and then returned to his original position leisurely, under the gaze of various astonishment.
And the other challengers, seeing this, couldn't help but move aside, revealing a trace of awe.
Seeing this situation, Han Li sneered inwardly.
It seemed that no matter where one went, speaking with strength was the most effective.
Perhaps Han Li's unexpected great victory gave the remaining people confidence to win, and as a result, the following few people did not avoid the fight and directly chose opponents to have a great battle.
But these few people all ended up with serious injuries.
Seeing this scene, the first few challengers were terrified and completely extinguished their desire to win. Finally, after discussing it, they actually chose to abstain one after another.
After all, knowing they were no match and still insisting on going up, they weren't brain-damaged!
As a result, the old man announced on the spot that only Han Li had obtained the qualification for the Gu family to trade on the big island.
Then the old man handed a blue jade slip to Han Li, saying that handing it to the Gu family would suffice.
Then the old man issued an order to leave without any politeness. All the cultivators were unceremoniously kicked out of the hall by him.
In the corridor, when Han Li handed the blue jade slip to the Master of the Gu Manor, the expression on his face was truly spectacular.
First, it was some disbelief, then astonishment, and finally, it was wild joy!
"Immortal Master Han, I won't say much about my gratitude. Please rest assured, the conditions promised by the Gu family will definitely be fulfilled for you, Immortal Master."
When saying this, Han Li, the Master of the Gu Manor, and Wang Wang Changqing were already sitting in the beast-drawn carriage, on the road back to the Gu Family Manor.
Although he was speaking with a face full of gratitude, his hands were clutching the jade slip tightly, fearing that it might fly away. He looked truly somewhat funny.
"I believe Mr. Gu will not do such a thing as burning bridges after crossing the river! Especially toward a cultivator." Han Li leaned against the wall of the carriage and said with a faint smile.
Hearing Han Li's words, which seemed to carry a hint of warning, the Master of the Gu Manor and Wang Wang Changqing turned pale, and then repeatedly said they wouldn't dare.
Not long after, Han Li returned to the wooden house on the hill, and Qu Hun was guarding there honestly.
Han Li only practiced Qi in the house for another three days when Wang Wang Changqing came to find him again.
This time, he came to notify Han Li that he could go to the Ascension Pavilion on the Immortal Mountain to handle the qualification for permanent residence on Kuixing Island. By the way, he also had to determine a place for Han Li to cultivate.
After all, every cultivator on the island could possess their own cave dwelling.
Although because he didn't participate in the Spirit Land Competition, the place he could get would certainly have thinner spiritual energy, but at least he could have a place to cultivate.
Han Li, carrying the guaranteed document signed by the Gu family, flew straight toward the center of Kuixing Island using his magic tool, while Qu Hun naturally remained to guard the little house.
Along the way, Han Li flew over seven or eight cities and dozens of small towns, and finally saw the Immortal Mountain that Wang Wang Changqing had spoken of.
That was a huge green mountain with its top soaring into the clouds; three peaks soaring into the clouds pierced the sky, looking truly majestic and imposing.
The small peaks below the giant peaks were countless, too many to count.
Looking at it, Han Li had no idea how wide this mountain was.
Han Li stared blankly at the so-called "Immortal Mountain," somewhat dazed.
"Eh, isn't this Fellow Daoist Han?" A greeting suddenly came from behind Han Li.
Han Li was slightly startled, feeling it sounded familiar, and hurriedly turned his head to look.
He saw that not far behind him, the weak-looking Wen Wen Qiang was looking at him with a full face of smiles, his feet stepping on a flying magic tool that looked like a wheel.
"So it is Fellow Daoist Wen, what a coincidence!" Han Li was stunned for a moment, then laughed.
"Hehe! Indeed! I didn't expect to meet Fellow Daoist either! I truly admire you for being able to defeat the guards' cultivators!"
"Guards?" Han Li was truly stunned upon hearing this!
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