Chapter 80

Around the Martial Arena.

Martial Dao practitioners kept gathering.

In the various restaurants and teahouses not far away, many powerful figures were hidden.

"Gu Shu, do you think that Lu Li will appear?"

Inside a private room of a pavilion.

Ling Wushuang's gaze looked through the window at Wu Xinglan, who was waiting quietly.

"Young Master Ling, that Lu Li from Qian Cheng has no grudge against us. Why did you deliberately pass the news of his arrival to Wu Xinglan? Is it just out of curiosity?" The old man named Gu Shu asked, feeling somewhat strange.

"Curiosity is only one part of it!"

The corners of Ling Wushuang's mouth lifted slightly.

"That Lu Li, as a nobody, actually made Qian Wang go back on his word, preferring to break his own promise just to transfer this quota to him. For such an opponent, I really cannot feel at ease."

"Is Young Master Ling trying to use Wu Xinglan's hand to test that Lu Li?" Gu Shu finally understood Ling Wushuang's intention.

"Just going with the flow. Even if I didn't say anything, given Wu Xinglan's status, he would have received the news before long. Even if Lu Li finds out later, he cannot blame me."

Wu Xinglan picked up his wine cup.

Still smiling, he looked toward the Martial Arena.

The stage has been set!

Now, just waiting for the main character to appear!

It was not just Ling Wushuang from Kun Cheng!

In the remaining six cities, all the people who came were hiding here. They were all people who would enter the Secret Land this time, and they all held deep curiosity about the suddenly appearing Lu Li.

Even the major forces in the city that had nothing to do with Lu Li had people come.

They all wanted to see what kind of methods this Lu Li had.

To be able to change Qian Wang's will!

Time passed bit by bit.

The scorching sun was in the sky!

Noon was gradually approaching!

But, Lu Li's figure still did not appear.

Around the Martial Arena, the onlookers gradually showed signs of impatience.

"What's going on? Did that Lu Li not receive the battle invitation?"

"That shouldn't be, otherwise why would Wu Xinglan be waiting here with such fanfare."

"Why hasn't that Lu Li come? Did he stand him up?"

"Daring to stand up Wu Xinglan, if it's true, that would be the biggest joke of the year!"

Between the restaurants and teahouses!

Many people from Martial Dao families also showed strange expressions.

Is that person from Qian Cheng really so bold that he dares not even accept Wu Xinglan's battle invitation?

"Now there's an even better show to watch."

In the private room.

Ling Wushuang smiled lightly and vanished in a flash.

And at this moment, on the Martial Arena, Wu Xinglan suddenly opened his sharp eyes.

He tapped his foot.

And dashed toward the direction of the Guest Pavilion.

"This is simply outrageous!"

High in the long sky, only this angry voice kept echoing.

Hearing this, the crowd became even more excited.

They all headed toward the Guest Pavilion in a mighty force.

The three-kilometer journey.

Arrived in an instant!

Just as Wu Xinglan's figure arrived, a cold shout came.

"Bold! The Guest Pavilion is a restricted area; flying is not allowed!"

But before this voice fell.

Another voice with a hint of apology came.

"So it is Martial Spirit Venerable. I am truly sorry, please feel free to do as you please. If you need any help, just let us know."

"Get lost!"

Wu Xinglan's voice was icy, scolding the person who was trying to curry favor.

His gaze shifted to the eighth floor of the Guest Pavilion.

"Lu Li, get out here!"

This angry voice kept echoing, but received no response.

The raging fire in Wu Xinglan's heart could no longer be suppressed, and he suddenly charged toward the eighth floor.

Just as he was about to break through the wall!

Suddenly, a powerful surge of Origin energy rushed out, completely blocking his body.

"Lu Li, you are finally willing to take action. I want to see what qualifications you have to be mentioned in the same breath as my worthy brother Wudi, to actually make Qian Wang transfer that only quota to you."

Wu Xinglan shouted suddenly.

Inside his body, that vast power instantly rose to the limit.

"My Wu Family enters the Dao through martial arts, undefeated in a hundred battles. Today, I will defeat you with the authentic Fighting Technique of the Wu Family."

On his body.

A soaring fighting intent arose.

As his fighting intent soared, four phantoms evolved around him, each phantom evolving a different attacking technique. Fists and kicks were shadowless, spiritual power was magnificent, releasing a powerful pressure that shook all directions.

"Fighting Technique, it's the Wu Family's Fighting Technique!"

"He actually evolved four phantoms!"

"Each of those four phantoms can control a martial skill, plus Wu Xinglan's own body, five bodies in one, enough to increase combat power fivefold!"

"Indeed, in the entire Wu Family, there should be no more than ten people who can evolve the Fighting Technique to this stage!"

"This Wu Xinglan's talent is too terrifying!"

The crowd arrived in a mighty force!

Upon seeing the Fighting Technique Wu Xinglan displayed in the air, they were all extremely shocked.

Wu Xinglan is only at Martial Spirit Perfection!

If judged by cultivation, he is far from the top ten in the entire Sheng Cheng Wu Family, but being able to evolve the Wu Family's Fighting Technique to this stage is enough to show the terror of his talent.

Once he cultivates to a higher realm in the future, I fear he could truly catch up to the Wu Family Ancestor and become a Martial King!

Just as everyone was marveling.

In a room on the eighth floor of the Guest Pavilion, a light sigh came.

"Truly disturbing my peace!"

The voice fell.

High in the sky, a point of starlight appeared abruptly. That starlight shone in the long sky, not dazzling, yet seemingly eternal and unique, making the entire world lose its color.

Jiemie Shafa!

Carrying endless destructive power, it tore through the sky at an extreme speed.

"Ah!"

Wu Xinglan let out a miserable cry.

The four evolved phantoms shattered instantly, and his entire body fell toward the ground below the Guest Pavilion.

"Ga!"

Only then.

Did the crowd react.

The person had not even appeared!

Wu Xinglan was already defeated!

Such methods, I fear even ordinary Martial Monarch experts could not possess!

That Lu Li, what kind of sacred being is he?

The crowd was extremely shocked!

But at this moment, an old figure materialized in front of the severely injured and unconscious Wu Xinglan. That figure helped Wu Xinglan up, probed slightly with Origin energy, and his face turned ugly.

He stood up and looked toward the eighth floor of the Guest Pavilion from the air.

"Meridians severed, Martial Dao foundation half-destroyed. Isn't your action a bit too vicious?"

"What!"

Hearing this, the surroundings were in an uproar.

Wu Xinglan's Martial Dao foundation is half-destroyed?

Although the Wu Family is strong and possesses various miraculous healing pills, once it involves the Martial Dao foundation, the result is only known to the heavens.

"Too terrifying, not leaving even half a shred of face?"

"That is a Wu Family prodigy!"

"Who exactly is that Lu Li? To have such sufficient confidence."

The crowd discussed in shock.

Only then did they suddenly realize!

It seems that until now, they haven't even seen what that so-called "Lu Li" looks like!

Just as they were suspicious!

On the eighth floor of the Guest Pavilion, a young figure appeared quietly.

He looked at the Wu Family elder, his expression still calm.

"I only used one strike, I didn't intend to destroy his foundation. If you want to blame someone, blame his own lack of strength!"