Chapter 367

"Xuanlan."

From the very first exchange, Li Miao had actually been secretly wondering—this realm, one of the three natures, shouldn't be so easy to deal with.

At the very least, it shouldn't be as simple as "very strong protective true energy." If Zheng Qi could break the wonder of this realm after spending a few decades, then Yingzhou shouldn't have been able to be passed down to this day; it should have been wiped out by Penglai long ago.

Zheng Anqi's strange, suddenly surging strength should be one of the true wonders of the "Xuanlan" realm.

Li Miao beckoned toward Zheng Anqi; it looked like a provocation, but in reality, his true energy and strength were already secretly circulating, and his gaze was nailed to Zheng Anqi, paying attention to every detail on his body.

Sure enough, quite a few strange movements appeared on Zheng Anqi's body.

His arms, which looked slightly thinner compared to Li Miao's, bulged within his robes. The silver ingots under his feet were faintly deforming, as if his weight were changing silently.

Most importantly, the protective true energy wreathed around his body no longer floated in mid-air, but fell lightly, fitting onto Zheng Anqi's body, faintly forming a thin, transparent—Daoist robe.

Li Miao smiled.

"Only now starting to bring out your real skills, isn't it a bit late?"

Zheng Anqi walked over, not picking up Li Miao's thread, but speaking to himself.

"Li Miao... is this the name you took for yourself?"

Li Miao raised an eyebrow.

"If you want to change your name, I can give you one too. How about Li Xiaowu?"

Zheng Anqi, however, nodded seriously.

"If I am the one who survives today, after I destroy Yingzhou in the future, I will change my name... perhaps I will take the surname Li."

"Li Miao, although you were left outside and didn't get the Yingzhou heritage, you are also very lucky not to have inherited this bullshit surname, nor to have been born with shackles put on you."

"The departure from Penglai, the Yingzhou civil strife, and my appearance in the Central Plains today, are all because of this filthy surname, and the 'Xuanlan' planted in our bodies along with this surname."

Swish!

Before the words had even fallen, Zheng Anqi appeared in front of Li Miao in an instant, a single palm chopping down, bringing with it a shrill wind!

Li Miao lifted his hand in a punch to counter!

A dull, loud sound echoed, and the flesh on Li Miao's fist tips instantly split!

"Indeed, it's different now."

Li Miao's gaze condensed; Zheng Anqi's strength now exceeded his, and the toughness of his tendons, bones, and flesh was the same. In a pure contest of strength, Li Miao had already fallen into a disadvantage.

But this instead made the corners of Li Miao's mouth hook up even more!

Rather, this was the kind of opponent Li Miao liked most!

In an instant, he changed his fist into a claw! Li Miao flipped his hand to grip Zheng Anqi's wrist, his figure turning to drill into Zheng Anqi's embrace, flipping his elbow to smash toward his face!

Zheng Anqi lifted his arm to collide with Li Miao's elbow, and then also gripped Li Miao's arm, locking him in his embrace!

At this very moment, the dharma robe formed by the protective true energy on his body rolled, the thin-as-cicada-wing sleeve corners emitting a cold light, suddenly attacking toward Li Miao's back of the neck!

The corners of Zheng Anqi's mouth hooked up.

And then he was suddenly kicked in the chin from bottom to top, his head tilting back, his vision going black!

"Front Lotus, never seen that before, have you!"

The strength conducted through his skull to his brain; Zheng Anqi's strength unloaded in a trance, his claws gripping Li Miao's arm loosening involuntarily, only to be grabbed by Li Miao!

Just kicked away by Li Miao, his toes having just left the ground, Zheng Anqi was pulled down by Li Miao again!

In mid-air, Zheng Anqi's eyes finally condensed; as he came to his senses, Li Miao's fist had already blasted into his chest! He barely lifted his hand, the dharma robe condensed from true energy blocking in front of the fist!

Boom!

Zheng Anqi was in mid-air, his figure involuntarily about to fly backward!

Li Miao stepped forward to follow, grabbing Zheng Anqi's ankle and pulling him back again! The muscles on his arms bulged, and the clothing on his back was stretched until it split, revealing muscles knotted and intertwined like tree roots!

Boom!

Another punch, the dharma robe condensed from true energy undulating like water waves, and a sharp pain had already come from the flesh on Zheng Anqi's chest!

Zheng Anqi's pupils shrank!

He had only just let go of his mental knots and truly started to use the wonders of the "Xuanlan" realm, yet Li Miao had already shaken this wonder!

And he knew that Li Miao couldn't stop there!

His arm was grabbed, and the figure that was originally flying backward was pulled back again! The speed was so fast and the force so great that his clothing was being cut by the air, floating in mid-air like butterflies!

Li Miao's ferocious smile appeared in front of him.

Crack.

The stone slabs and gold and silver beneath Li Miao's feet shattered, his fully extended arm pushing his arm like a great bow! This third punch, far exceeding the previous two, imprinted itself on Zheng Anqi's chest again!

The dharma robe rippled like water waves, and then helplessly shattered!

"Ugh!"

The taste of rust surged from his throat to his nasal cavity; Zheng Anqi spat out a mouthful of fresh blood in mid-air, his whole body flying backward, rolling several times on the ground, flipping to stand up, and lifting his hand to cover his chest.

"The bones are fine... but the flesh is damaged."

Zheng Anqi looked up at Li Miao.

Li Miao looked at the damaged flesh on his own fist, flicked it away with a swish, and looked at Zheng Anqi with a smile.

"Pretty impressive."

"This is the real Xuanlan, right? The strength I used just now carried a vibrating force; it took three punches in a row on that protective true energy to barely break it open."

"Why didn't you use it before?"

The protective true energy on Zheng Anqi's body flowed like water, patching the breach that Li Miao had forcibly shattered.

"Because it's disgusting."

Li Miao sneered.

"Preferring to be beaten flying all over the sky by me, only willing to use it when you knew you might die—what kind of rules does your Yingzhou heritage have, all of you bitter and deep-seated?"

Zheng Anqi answered in a deep voice.

"If you win, I'll tell you."

"Good!"

He was dozens of zhang away when he started speaking, and the tail of the sound had already arrived in front! Li Miao pounced forward again, a leg sweeping toward Zheng Anqi's ribs!

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Zheng Yi split Liu Chun's chest with a sword and kicked him to the ground. Immediately, she flashed and caught up to the fleeing Shou Xia, about to behead him with a sword!

"Senior Zheng... leave a live one!"

Cao Hanyan shouted from the side.

Zheng Yi's sword stopped on Shou Xia's shoulder, pressing down and forcing him to kneel on the ground.

Only then did Cao Hanyan run over, panting, his chest heaving.

He had gone into battle before his injuries had fully healed, and after dispersing the commoners, he had followed Zheng Yi to hunt down the three fleeing Garrison Commander Eunuchs; being able to hold on until now was already very strenuous.

Zheng Yi looked at him with a complex expression, pressed her lips together, wanting to apologize, but couldn't get it out.

Cao Hanyan caught his breath, stepped forward, gripped Shou Xia's head, and asked.

"Eunuch Shou, I have a question."

"Although the wealth on the street just now was a lot, it should look to be quite a bit less than the wealth you've collected over these decades... Where is the other wealth?"

Shou Xia's eyeballs rolled, wanting to quibble, but his head felt a sharp pain.

He cried out in pain: "Shuntian! Shuntian!"

"Mother! Mother!"