Chapter 700: Competition

Xinfeng City, early morning.

Inside a townhouse apartment.

At the entrance of the corridor.

Li Wei went downstairs, opened the box at the entrance of the corridor, took out a bottle of milk, and returned home.

"Wow... milk."

The little sister, who was sleepy, saw it, and her eyes widened immediately.

"Sigh, Little Wei, didn't I tell you not to buy so many things?"

Father Li and Mother Li got up, looking at the rich breakfast on the table and sighing: "This is such a waste of money..."

"It's okay, anyway, I have to eat more to practice martial arts."

Li Wei poured a glass of milk for his little sister, and drank the rest in one go.

This milk factory is said to raise quite a few cows, some of which have exotic beast bloodlines, and they also introduced a production line from White Eagle, with a high filling level. The key is that as a security guard at the milk factory, there is a discount for pre-ordering milk.

After drinking the milk, Li Wei carefully put away the milk bottles.

These bottles can be exchanged for quite a bit of silver at the milk factory.

"Since the discovery of the White Eagle Continent... Daluo has always been favorable in weather, and the lives of ordinary people have become better."

Li Wei ate and drank enough, lay on the sofa, and opened today's newspaper.

The newspaper paper was very rough, and the ink on it didn't seem to be completely dry.

Li Wei's palm holding the newspaper was clean, revealing a control skill one level higher than "water cannot enter."

"Hm?"

Just after reading a few lines, he was dumbfounded: "Ice sculpture man wreaks havoc on the White Eagle Continent... can this world still be good?"

Li Wei continued to read, his mouth opening wider and wider: "Far North scientific research ship discovered an ice sculpture... as a result, the ice sculpture came to life, and claimed to be 'Martial Maniac,' controlled the scientific research ship and returned, and is now challenging experts on the White Eagle Continent, causing multiple tragedies."

"This..."

Fang Xing was quite surprised when he saw the newspaper.

Although he could observe the world briefly through the guys who went astray practicing the Eastern Zhenwu Visualization Technique.

But he really didn't know much about the situation on the White Eagle Continent side.

'Using ten-thousand-year black ice to freeze oneself... which smart guy listened to my suggestion?'

Fang Xing thought for a moment: "To freeze oneself, one needs Turtle-Breathing Technique to break the limit... back then only Xun Heihu could do it with the help of the Eastern Zhenwu Talisman, but later the world relaxed the shackles, and one Void Realm expert after another appeared. If they were truly talented, they could indeed satisfy this requirement and break the limit of the Turtle-Breathing Technique... but even so, there were too many variables, for example, this one, wasn't he dug out halfway?"

Actually, this one was considered lucky.

If it were an unlucky one, maybe he would have sat and died in the ice, or encountered some disaster, or had his flesh destroyed...

"This Martial Maniac... eight out of ten is someone from Eastern Zhenwu Mountain back then..."

Fang Xing was sighing when he heard Li Wei's surprised voice: "White Eagle will send a delegation to visit Daluo, and is preparing to hold the 'World's Number One Martial Arts Tournament,' to make friends through martial arts, and decide the world's number one? This... could it be that the brains of those White Eagle people have been kicked stupid by the Martial Maniac? Prize money? Tsk tsk... one million taels of silver!"

"Oh?"

Fang Xing looked over and saw that there was a detailed explanation behind it.

Although it was just letting out wind, this reward of one million taels was indeed very tempting.

"According to this schedule, it will probably last for a few years... If you have the heart, perhaps you can fight for it..."

Fang Xing chuckled.

"Forget it... my life now is not bad, no need to cause more twists and turns..."

Li Wei looked at his foster parents and sister again, feeling extremely satisfied in his heart.

Three years later.

Swish!

The ocean waves rippled.

A cruise ship was sailing on the boundless sea.

Li Wei was wearing a black tight-fitting suit, his expression cold and hard, looking at the outline of a giant island appearing not far away: "The grand final of the World's Number One Martial Arts Tournament is held on this 'Death Island'?"

Compared to three years ago, Li Wei's temperament had changed greatly, and there was a ferocious scar on his face.

It was like a centipede, and it gave people a feeling of being a living thing when it moved slightly.

"Aning..."

Thinking of his little sister, Li Wei felt a pain in his heart.

Three years ago, his little sister unfortunately suffered from a serious illness, and it was a congenital serious illness.

Even if Li Wei exhausted all his family wealth, he couldn't find out why.

Later, he went to a White Eagle medical clinic and barely found the problem, followed by various terrifying treatment costs, which almost forced Li Wei to change his profession to be a robber.

Fortunately, at that time, the World's Number One Martial Arts Tournament had already opened, and Li Wei immediately signed up and placed a heavy bet on himself on the outside.

Accompanied by his continuous victories, he naturally earned a large amount of silver.

And along the way, he met many friends, opponents...

Unknowingly, he walked to this step!

"This grand final on Death Island is truly hiding dragons and crouching tigers... It is said that the 'Martial Maniac' will also participate..."

Li Wei thought to himself in his heart.

"Not only him, but also the Demonic Sect Master..."

Fang Xing's chuckling voice sounded in Li Wei's heart: "I can sense that on that Death Island, there are special rituals and other arrangements, probably the place where that Demonic Sect Master, the Second Grade 'Return to Ruins Master,' is preparing to be promoted to First Grade..."

Li Wei's expression was complex.

The changes brought about by world ascension had been continuously and deeply affecting the world.

By now, the Demonic Sect Master was actually going to be promoted to First Grade.

Knowing how pit-like the "End Existence" was, even if he didn't participate in the competition, he had to come and stop it.

'Although I have spread the "Life-Defeating Poison Body Sutra" through black markets and other channels... but not many people practice it. People teach people, but they can't learn... they still need things to teach people, and they can only learn after experiencing a beating.'

Li Wei thought; 'If there is no true End Existence born, hundreds of thousands of people will die... I'm afraid neither White Eagle nor Daluo will take it seriously.'

"Hm, you kid, you have grown up."

Fang Xing nodded, and then fell silent.

"Vulture Li Wei?"

On the deck, a powerful knight approached.

Li Wei looked over and saw a blonde, blue-eyed female knight.

She saw Li Wei and revealed a brilliant smile: "I am 'Rose Knight' Avril... very happy to meet you."

"Avril, hello."

Although Li Wei was greeting, his attitude was very distant.

He turned and returned to his room.

"Sure enough, Vulture Li Wei, just like the rumors, cold, arrogant..."

Avril saw this scene, but a sweet smile appeared on her face: "Conquering such a man is more interesting than conquering the sky..."

Swish!

The ship docked, and one martial arts powerhouse after another with inexplicable auras landed.

"Everyone... welcome to the last level of the World's Number One Martial Arts Tournament."

A figure descended from the sky.

His face was ancient and square, but his whole body carried a terrifying aura.

"Is it him?"

Li Wei's eyes moved: "Martial Maniac!"

"Fought eight hundred battles, defeated White Eagle with his own strength, and is now the true 'King of White Eagle'! It is said that the World's Number One Martial Arts Tournament was pushed by him from behind, and now he is also the gatekeeper..."

Li Wei's eyes moved, and he shifted his gaze away.

Of course, the biggest label the other party had here was 'Eastern Zhenwu Successor'!

It is said that he also awakened the most pure 'Eastern Zhenwu Sacred Body,' which is the same talent as the Eastern Zhenwu Founder! He is also the most powerful competitor for the world's number one recognized today!

'In order to break through, specially held the World's Number One Martial Arts Tournament? Truly arrogant...'

Li Wei thought to himself in his heart.

"Very good... seeing so many martial arts geniuses today, it was not in vain that I slept for hundreds of thousands of years."

Martial Maniac suddenly raised a hand.

Pfft! Pfft! Pfft! Pfft! Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!

Light and shadow flashed in the void.

Li Wei subconsciously reached out, operating the Xuanwu True Art, his skin was incomparably tough.

Even so, he felt a huge force coming, and his whole person couldn't help but sway slightly.

And when he looked at his palm again, he saw a token fragment in his palm.

"Martial artists who are still standing have the qualification to participate in the next competition... You need to survive and practice on this Death Island... and finally collect a token and head to the 'Discussion Platform' in the center of the island!"

Martial Maniac's figure gradually flew higher, and then disappeared without a trace: "Only the first eight people have the qualification to challenge me."

"Collect tokens?"

Li Wei glanced around and found that Avril was looking at him with vigilance, and couldn't help but be speechless: "There are only eight at most, the token tokens might be even fewer..."

"Go."

His figure flashed, and he rushed into the dense forest...

And those martial artists who were a step slower were involuntarily involved in the great melee...

In another direction of Death Island.

Temporary port location.

Another ship of contestants was sent.

Chu Kuangtu descended from the sky, said the exact same words, and even scattered token fragments to test the martial arts of these people.

Inside the cabin.

Several Demonic Sect disciples guarded a pitch-black coffin and looked at each other: "Everyone has entered the venue... hope the ritual can succeed."

"No! With the blessing of that great existence, the Sect Master will definitely succeed... arrive at 'End'!"

They looked at the pitch-black coffin, their eyes filled with fanaticism.

These were the most pious and fanatical believers in the Demonic Sect, tested many times.

"The Sect Master will definitely be promoted to First Grade this time!"

"To become End, one needs the end of many strong people as sacrifices for the ritual..."

"Hehe, those martial arts powerhouses on Death Island, their deaths are part of the Sect Master's promotion ritual, and the living ones can just become supplements for the Sect Master after breaking through..."

"Martial Maniac, actually already knows some clues, won't he take action to stop it?"

A Demonic Sect disciple said with some worry.

"Hmph, this person is a martial arts maniac, in order to break through to higher martial arts, he has almost gone crazy... This time our action, his attitude is acquiescence, just to let the Sect Master successfully break through to First Grade, and then become his whetstone... Hehe, didn't know that the whetstone is too hard, and the knife is broken, which is also common..."

Just as several Demonic Sect disciples were talking, on the pitch-black coffin, one ritual and secret pattern after another kept flashing, and wisps of black Qi wandered like they had their own life... ===== CHAPTER 701 =====