Chapter 315: My Rules Are the Rules (Two-in-One)

The ground exploded with a sound; Fan Liweite made his move. The spear is the king of all weapons, and attack is the strongest power—destroy him.

The distance between the two sides was only a little over ten meters, and the outcome could be decided in the blink of an eye. Yet, in the 0.5 seconds after Fan Liweite lunged out, he vanished without a trace. Instantly, Dita and Aofei broke out in a cold sweat, because this was a total disappearance; his massive presence and sound were completely wiped away.

In such a life-or-death moment, this kind of turn of events would cause even the top experts to feel fear. This is why Fan Liweite dared to challenge Li Hao to a pilot duel.

Strength is the source of confidence!

Unlike the traceable movements of Perkins, Fan Liweite's super ability was a true disappearance akin to a ghost. At this moment, one second felt as long as a year.

A voice seemed to ring out from the netherworld: "Baiwu Liu Tianyin Pojun Qiang!"

A point of silver light lit up from behind Li Hao. The next second, the long spear thrust out. Li Hao instantly performed a half-turn with his back to the attacker, and his Tang sword blocked the fatal strike by a hair's breadth.

Boom.

Man and sword were sent flying back over ten meters. Fan Liweite's figure appeared, and he surged forward immediately. In mid-air, he released his grip on the long spear and kicked it out; the Silver Dragon Spear shot toward Li Hao's vitals.

"Baiwu Liu Longqiu Qiang!"

Fan Liweite opened with a killing move, playing for rhythm to catch Li Hao off guard. Li Hao, in mid-air, had no room to dodge and could only force his Qi to rise, gripping the Tang sword with both hands to take the extreme spear strike head-on.

He absorbed the terrifying force entirely and was sent flying, crashing into the wall.

The Silver Dragon Spear bounced back, and Fan Liweite gestured to instantly draw it back into his hand. His figure was still advancing, but as he retrieved the Silver Dragon Spear with fluid motion, he didn't intend to end it just like that. He launched an attack on Li Hao in one continuous motion. Just as he was about to pierce Li Hao with his spear, he suddenly saw Li Hao's eyes, and the hairs on the back of his neck instantly stood up. The next second, the fully dominant Fan Liweite suddenly performed a backflip and retreated over ten meters in a flash of footsteps.

This scene left the four people in the observation room completely stunned. From their angle, they couldn't see what had happened. Fan Liweite, who had held the absolute advantage and was on the verge of victory, had scurried away like a frightened rabbit...

Li Hao had already stood up at some point. If A Youyou weren't around, he could have played along with the opponent; there weren't many things that could interest him anyway.

Fan Liweite gripped the Silver Dragon Spear tightly, the anger in his heart surging. Why, why, why?

What was a mere look worth!

Where could there be any danger? This was just Li Hao putting on a show. He was no longer the Fan Liweite of years past.

"Li Hao, a warning for you: next time, you won't be so lucky!" Fan Liweite pointed his Silver Dragon Spear at Li Hao, forcibly suppressing the intuition of danger he had developed through years of training.

The people outside didn't know what had happened, only feeling that he had quickly entered his Burning Will. Even through the light shield, they could still feel Fan Liweite's formidable aura.

Except for Aofei, the other three all felt that Fan Liweite's magical disappearance ability was invincible. Unless the ability itself had flaws, such as duration or consumption, this kind of stealth or other form of concealment that left no trace of presence or sound was unsolvable. Even if Li Hao had great abilities, it was useless if he couldn't hit his opponent.

Li Hao smiled and placed his hand on the Tang sword once more.

This time, both of them were more serious.

Boom.

Fan Liweite made his move. It was exactly the same; the moment he lunged out, his figure vanished from everyone's field of vision without a trace, and even the sound disappeared. With the mental perception of bystanders like Aofei and Dita, they found absolutely nothing in the training ground. Facing such a terrifying opponent, if both sight and perception were lost, it was no different from a blind man feeling an elephant.

If one were to talk about counters, Dita had a certain possibility. Although he had disappeared from her field of vision, her ability had made a prediction—a successful one. The trajectory showed that Fan Liweite would most likely attack from the left side; this was the reverse angle of the Drawing Sword Technique, and Li Hao would likely use the Drawing Sword Technique. This.

Li Hao was finished.

Whoosh~

Boom.

Li Hao's Tang sword was unsheathed. Immediately following, Fan Liweite's figure appeared. He blocked with his long spear, taking the full force; his hair flew, the clothes on his chest burst open, and he staggered backward.

Dita's mouth was wide open. "Circular Drawing Blade Slash???"

"What kind of nonsense is that? That's the Crimson Lotus Undying Slash!" Aofei corrected.

A warning sign appeared for Fan Liweite. Li Hao had already arrived at his side. The Tang sword slashed down, the Silver Dragon Spear blocked, Boom.

Fan Liweite's body sank heavily, the ground beneath his feet exploded, and a terrifying force struck him. The light flames on his body churned violently. Just as he wanted to counterattack, another heavy slash came down.

Boom.

Blood had already seeped from the corner of Fan Liweite's mouth. The next second, Li Hao kicked out.

Boom-crack.

The Heavenly King of a generation, Fan Liweite, became a mural, his body sunken into the wall. The next second, Fan Liweite broke free from the wall and hovered in mid-air. His arms shook violently, his light flames churned, and the destructive force inside his body was shaken out.

"Li Hao, you are the first to force me to use Flowing Heart Martial Arts!" Fan Liweite's voice rang out across the arena, and those outside heard it clearly as well.

Not to mention Lone Wolf Romero, the others were also itching with curiosity, but they couldn't see anything. The entrance was blocked tightly by members of the Eternal Team. The Eternal members also felt a tightness in their hearts; with their Team Leader's strength and ability, his Burning Will alone was enough to run rampant, and his signature techniques were so powerful they were impossible to resist.

His Golden Zone continued to climb. As the light flames churned, Fan Liweite's body was enveloped in silver, tangible light. His formidable power suppressed the entire arena, transcending levels. Unlike the half-baked power increase of Jialina, Fan Liweite's was fully controllable—the pinnacle of human ability, used as he pleased.

Holding his silver spear and hovering in the air, Fan Liweite looked as mighty as a War God. Li Hao smiled speechlessly and flickered his figure.

Boom.

The mighty War God suddenly crashed, smashed into the ground by a figure. Accompanied by a roar, silver light scattered—a counterattack from Fan Liweite. However, Li Hao's punch directly disintegrated it, the force exploding with Fan Liweite's body as the axis. Following that, he kicked out, and Fan Liweite flew out in a spiral. Li Hao flicked his hand, and the Silver Dragon Spear pinned itself into Fan Liweite's waist; Fan Liweite had to spin around his own Silver Dragon Spear to stabilize himself.

The whole arena was dumbfounded. Su Yu was so shocked she almost swallowed her own tongue. Was something reversed? Was Fan Liweite being too much of a gentleman?

"Fan Liweite, how did you even pick up that championship? Chao Qinglong and the others are too useless if they could lose to this." Li Hao shrugged helplessly. "Was it like this before he won the championship, or did he become like this after?"

Honestly, Li Hao felt that the current Fan Liweite wasn't even as good as Chao Qinglong. It wasn't that Fan Liweite wasn't strong—his ability was good—but it felt like his brain wasn't in the game. The thing that distinguished Tianqi Humans from others was their terrifying crisis perception and grasp of enemy weaknesses. But the current Fan Liweite didn't seem much like a Tianqi Human; his whole body exuded arrogance. Was the influence of being a champion really that great?

Fan Liweite's teeth gnashed with a crunching sound, his handsome face twisting. He had been careless and was actually ambushed. "Go to hell!"

With a bang, after entering Flowing Heart Martial Arts, all of Fan Liweite's combat abilities were fully enhanced. It was truly a domineering power that shook the world, completely incomparable to just a moment ago.

"Silver Dragon Hundred Styles!"

The sky full of spear shadows chased Li Hao, attacking crazily, wishing to pierce Li Hao through. Li Hao's Tang sword blocked and parried the attacks continuously. Suddenly, he used a sliding sword technique, moving in along the Silver Dragon Spear, and delivered a Top-Heart Elbow.

Burst!

With a boom, Fan Liweite was blasted away, but with a wild roar, he forcibly halted his momentum. The next second, he soared into the air, descending with a crazy aura, slamming toward Li Hao with all his might.

"Silver Dragon Soaring Sky Break!"

Boom.

The spear stabbed into the ground, and the ground exploded with a roar. Li Hao's Tang sword was held against Fan Liweite's neck. Fan Liweite turned his head, trying to break free, his body performing high-speed evasive maneuvers, but the Tang sword seemed glued to his neck; no matter how he moved, it remained there. The Silver Dragon Spear suddenly swung to knock the Tang sword away, but Li Hao backhanded him, slapping Fan Liweite away.

This scene left the four in the observation room numb. Was this really Fan Liweite?

It would be more like it if the situation were reversed. Dita knew that this situation was no longer a duel, but a dimensional strike. Was Li Hao holding back a bit too much?

Suddenly, Dita rubbed her forehead. Why would such an unrealistic judgment appear in her mind!

"Fan Liweite, I'll give you one more chance, otherwise the pizza is going to get cold," Li Hao said. He didn't really want to fight anymore. The current Fan Liweite didn't seem like a Warrior at all; he had lost the flavor of the Tianqi. Or perhaps winning a championship really could change a person. He felt that even Chao Qinglong could hammer him.

As a Warrior, this was perhaps the greatest insult. At this moment, his pupils had turned silver-red, his aura was somewhat chaotic, and his emotions were in disarray. He feared failure, worried about Arths's attitude, and as a champion himself, being beaten like this was too shameful...

Complex emotions flooded his brain. Fan Liweite let out an explosive roar, exerting all his strength to vibrate the Silver Dragon Spear, suppressing all distracting thoughts, and forcibly locking onto Li Hao. His teeth had bitten down until they bled. It had been five years; even in the era of Basta and Maxis, he was a powerful existence that no one could look down upon. Why, why, why!!!

The terrifying Zone Value continued to soar, and the silver needle-like light flames bloomed with dazzling power. With the Silver Dragon Spear pointing diagonally at the ground, he was going to fight Li Hao to the death!

Only blood could wash away the shame!

Li Hao's K23 Tangdao returned to its sheath, a curve appeared at the corner of his mouth, and his center of gravity slowly lowered.

A massive silver dragon light totem appeared behind Fan Liweite. This was the Flowing Heart Martial Arts Silver Dragon Soul Origin State, the limit of the Golden Zone currently known to humans, and also a manifestation of the combination of reality and illusion that only the most outstanding people could produce, possessing a heaven-chosen Spirit.

The roaring silver dragon illuminated the entire Arena. Under the silver dragon, no ability could remain hidden. The silver light had already seeped out, and everyone outside the arena felt this terrifying, immense pressure. Was this the true strength of the current number one in the Solar System? Actually, most people felt it would be like this, but truly feeling it was still shocking. This was the suppression from the Heavenly King Fan Liweite; Li Hao had been completely crushed to the point where not a shred of aura remained.

"It's about to be decided. Flowing Heart Martial Arts Silver Dragon Soul Origin State. Fan Liweite is angry, hehe," Romero said. "Li Ge is still as cunning as ever. If he hadn't been provoked, he definitely wouldn't have wanted to use it."

"Hmm, his aura is a bit manic," Basta frowned. "A bit unstable."

"Hehe, facing Li Hao, it's hard to be stable. It just depends on whether he can injure Li Hao. If he can't even cause an injury, it feels like there's no way to play."

"Maybe it's a draw," Ji Yuguang laughed. "Both sides suffering is undoubtedly what everyone wants to see."

Dumela looked at Ji Yuguang with a mocking smile. "Based on your judgment, you're also trash."

Talk is talk, and joking is joking, but no one had absolute certainty. Facing the Flowing Heart Martial Soul Origin State, which was the pinnacle of human physical potential, Fan Liweite had already reached the human limit. Either side could win or lose.

The four people fortunate enough to see it all widened their eyes. Although Su Yu didn't understand much, given the current situation, Fan Liweite couldn't possibly lose. How could he lose? There was no way to lose! She knew that the Soul Origin State of Flowing Heart Martial Arts was the strongest state, unparalleled!

Arths watched Li Hao, who was devoid of any aura, and began to feel nervous. This had completely exceeded the scope of her cognition. Instinctively, she felt that Li Hao's life energy was more powerful, but...

Aofei and Dita were the most fortunate; such a battle was of immense help to them. This kind of experience was what every top expert craved. Every move and style of Fan Liweite and Li Hao, every detail and every change, were within their observation.

Fan Liweite's power had climbed to a level that made even top Warriors fear. At this moment, the Silver Dragon Soul Origin began to rotate around Fan Liweite, driving the silver light flames to rotate as well. Before long, Fan Liweite turned into a brilliant silver spiral pillar of light, directly piercing through the ceiling.

Romero, Basta, Anlita, and others outside the arena watched the terrifying power being emitted with grave expressions. Fan Liweite wasn't just angry; he was risking his life. This supreme and powerful aura crushed the immature Flowing Heart Martial Arts of Jialina; this was the ceiling of human physical power.

Those Warriors who had originally been full of interest and even expectations about challenging Fan Liweite turned pale at this moment, because under such power, they were vulnerable. This was the divine might of the Heavenly King.

The supreme number one active player of the NUP.

Accompanied by the might of a Dragon Roar, the silver light tornado carried the power to destroy the heavens and earth as it struck toward Li Hao.

The terrifying power completely enveloped Li Hao. Under this kind of power, even dodging became a luxury. The massive silver dragon, accompanied by countless brilliant meteors, spiraled down. The light shield of the Arena emitted dense, explosive sounds, and ripples of energy burst forth like water waves. Fan Liweite's power had completely overflowed. Everyone inside and outside the arena held their breath and waited; all contempt and doubt had vanished.

All that remained was to look up at the stars.

Supreme Silver Dragon Soul Origin Galaxy Heavenly Meteor Falling Star Spear!

At this moment, a strange smile appeared at the corner of Li Hao's mouth. The K23 Tangdao finally left its sheath. In an instant, golden light exploded, and a beam of tangible golden light blasted toward the sky, splitting the heavens and earth!

Pop~

Time seemed to freeze all at once. The next second, Boom~

Nine Heavens of thunder roared. Everyone's eyes and ears instantly lost their function, and nothing but golden light remained in their minds.

It was unknown how much time had passed. When Aofei and the others regained their vision, Fan Liweite was already lying on the ground with a deep blade mark on his chest. The Silver Dragon Spear had snapped into two pieces. He lay on the ground motionless, his breathing intermittent, like a fish on the shore. His eyes stared at the ceiling, his gaze vacant.

Boom—

The ceiling cracked, rubble fell, and one side of the giant mushroom building had completely opened a skylight, as if cut by divine craftsmanship.

At some point, A Youyou had already rushed over from the observation room and lunged toward Li Hao.

Li Hao stared blankly at A Youyou. *This, no way, are you sure? * Because he had already heard many footsteps, arriving almost in an instant.

Seeing Li Hao's strange expression, when the two were only a meter apart, A Youyou finally realized and forcibly suppressed the urge to throw herself into Li Hao's arms. "Are you hurt?"

Looking at A Youyou's concern, Li Hao revealed a heartwarming smile. Just as he was about to speak, Fan Liweite, not far away, spat out a mouthful of old blood a meter high and passed out cold.

At that instant, when Fan Liweite, lying on the ground, saw Arths rushing over, hope burned in his heart. If failure could earn him Arths's feelings, then what did failure matter?

But the scene that followed was like a thunderbolt from the blue.

One was lying on the ground, bloody; the other was standing there without a hair out of place. Couldn't they see who was hurt?

The unconscious Fan Liweite twitched and rebounded in unwillingness.

This situation actually startled Li Hao. He had long since turned over a new leaf and started life anew; he had controlled that blade very well, it shouldn't have been this heavy. How could it be like this???

At this time, the others also rushed in—the people from Eternal, the people from Tianjing Martial Arts—but the first to enter were Lone Wolf Romero, Wolf King Basta, and the others. Their speed was faster, and anyone who blocked them was pushed aside. Seeing this scene, Romero and the others suddenly went quiet.

The indestructible Arena was a miserable sight. The wall directly opposite was gone, the ceiling had exploded, and most importantly, Fan Liweite—that arrogant, peerless Silver Dragon prodigy of the Hundred Martial Arts—was now lying in a pool of blood, with the severed K23 Yinlong Qiang beside him, his life or death unknown.

A terrifying aura permeated the entire venue. Lost and forgotten memories suddenly flooded their minds. Five years ago, it was this devil who, expressionless, had tortured everyone over and over again. That was everyone's Nightmare Mode. He would use the way his opponents least wanted to see to beat them until they doubted the world.

Life without love.

At this time, the people from Eternal all rushed to Fan Liweite's side, shouting for a doctor. Everyone glared at Li Hao, but this anger was filled with more fear.

This was Fan Liweite! This was the top Soul Origin of Flowing Heart Martial Arts, the pillar of the NUP. This was an existence that didn't even know how to lose at the same level. How could he be beaten like this?

And the person in front of them seemed to have only slightly damaged clothes and a bit of dirt on his body.

The medical staff worked busily on emergency treatment, injecting emergency needles, looking anxiously at Fan Liweite. Fortunately, Fan Liweite slowly regained consciousness, but his eyes were vacant when he opened them.

For a moment, everyone was silent. Li Hao walked over, and subconsciously, everyone stepped aside. The Eternal team members, who had been full of fighting spirit just a moment ago, instinctively recoiled.

"Fan Liweite, your state isn't right. This time doesn't count. There is still time in the exchange tournament; I can give you another chance." Li Hao felt that Fan Liweite still had potential to be tapped and left the other party some leeway.

But as soon as these words were spoken, the whole place fell into dead silence. Nothing about this was right. It was already like this, and he wanted to do it again?

Only the people from Tianqi knew that the reason Li Mo was Li Mo was that you'd better not provoke him. Once provoked, as long as he still had a breath left, he would make you feel what it was like to be worse off than dead.

Seeming to sense the strange gazes of the people around him, Li Hao felt he should explain: "Ahem, what I mean is, you aren't hurt badly; you should be fine soon."

Then everyone's gazes became even stranger. *Damn it, this isn't bad? *

What would be called bad?

Sometimes life is just this sad. You get beaten up, and the person who beat you isn't even satisfied yet. What can you do?

"Okay." Fan Liweite's hoarse voice sounded, filled with unwillingness, but his eyes no longer held the arrogance of an S-Tournament Champion Heavenly King.

The Eternal team members and medical staff carried Fan Liweite away. From beginning to end, Fan Liweite didn't move again.

Anlita, Klein, and the others had no surprise on their faces; the result was probably just like this. "Li Ge's style remains the same; congratulations."

"They won't make me pay for it, will they? It was mostly Fan Liweite who caused the damage," Li Hao said embarrassedly.

"Li Ge, you jest. Hailong still has a few spare training grounds; it won't delay the exchange tournament." Anlita didn't believe it for a second; he was always talking about irrelevant things to ignore the main point, exactly the same as five years ago. "It's a pity I couldn't witness the power of Li Ge's blade with my own eyes."

Everyone looked with envy at Dita and Aofei, who were still dazed; these two had witnessed the whole thing, and the profound meaning within that spear strike and blade slash was absolutely a great tonic for their level of cultivation.

Li Hao smiled. "Everyone, since you've come all this way to Hailong, don't just sit idle. Our Tianjing Martial Arts has a thin foundation, but we are eager to learn. We should have more exchanges. I'll treat everyone to pizza, and later we'll change venues and start with Langwu."

If it had been just a moment ago, the people from Langwu could have spat right in his face for saying such things, but now they were all as if facing a great enemy, especially Romero; he hadn't expected that Li Hao would want to take him on right after finishing with Fan Liweite.

This was leaving no way out!

"I have other tasks later, so I might not be able to participate in group training, but you are all welcome to book a sparring session with me at any time." Perhaps worried that everyone might have some misunderstanding, Li Hao continued, "Fan Liweite really isn't seriously injured."

Upon hearing this, everyone relaxed, and Anlita smiled charmingly. "Li Ge says it well. It's an exchange tournament, after all; if we don't exchange, what are we idling for? Fine, after we finish the pizza, we'll get it arranged."

No one had any objections; it was clear that the situation had now returned to Li Hao's control.

Li's rules are the rules.

(Brothers, I've finished writing, I did my best. I have a low fever, I've taken three doses of ibuprofen, and I can currently walk upright. I feel like the symptoms will continue for a few more days; it's uncomfortable. Everyone, please pay attention to your personal protection.)