Mobei, Tantai tribe.
In the early morning, some of the men on the grassland went hunting, some were feeding cattle and sheep, and some were practicing martial arts and archery, competing with each other, which was very lively.
After the Confucian disciples got up, they had nothing to do. They all went to watch the contest between the men on the grassland curiously. They cheered loudly from time to time and were very excited to watch.
Men on the grasslands are different from warriors in the Central Plains. Warriors on the grasslands mostly focus on tempering their physical bodies, while warriors in the Central Plains pay more attention to the cultivation of inner breath.
There are two different styles of martial arts. It is impossible to say which one is stronger or weaker. It is just because of different physical and cognitive differences that each has different choices.
However, from the perspective of the Grandmaster-level practitioners of the Fifth Realm, although external skills such as tempering the body have an advantage in the early stage, the upper limit is not high. The further you go, the more difficult it becomes to practice, and the improvement in strength is also very limited.
Of course, most warriors, limited by their martial arts qualifications or training resources, can only open up one or two divine treasures in their lifetime. It is difficult to gain an upper hand against those who practice external skills.
"Friends from Zhongyuan, don't just look at it, come and show it together."
A warrior from the Tantai tribe saw the Confucian disciples watching the excitement and invited them warmly.
"No, no."
Chang Yu and others quickly refused. After learning from the Helian clan, no one dared to cause trouble this time.
The warriors of the Tantai tribe couldn't help but look puzzled when they saw such a big reaction from the Confucian disciples in front of them.
What's going on? It's just a gesture. Why do these Central Plains people react so strongly?
In the crowd, Li Ziye, Bai Wangyu, and Wen Xiuru were also looking for melon-eaters. They were also reluctant to come forward. It was okay to watch the excitement. Let's compete? impossible!
In the distance, Tantai Jingyue, dressed in a light blue fur robe, stood quietly, staring at the young man among the Confucian disciples, with a flash of murderous intent in his eyes.
Li Ziye felt something and immediately looked back.
The two people's eyes met again, and after a moment, they each nodded.
Soon, the two of them looked away and pretended as if nothing had happened.
Their fates were mutually restrained, and both of them had a strong sense of repulsion towards each other. However, neither Li Ziye nor Tantai Jingyue knew the reason, let alone whether the other party had the same feeling, so they showed no abnormalities.
In the middle of the crowd, the battle between the Tantai warriors continued, with fists and feet showing great strength.
Close combat, punches to the flesh, can further stimulate the mood of the onlookers, who all blushed and cheered loudly.
Not long after, the two Tantai warriors fought fiercely to determine the winner. One of them flew out of the battle and was beaten to pieces.
"good!"
Immediately, the Tantai tribe and Confucian disciples who were watching clapped their hands and applauded, very excited.
Between Bai Wangyu and Wen Xiuru, Li Ziye, who always loved watching the excitement, clapped the most enthusiastically and cheered the loudest.
"General Tantai."
At this time, in the crowd, the warriors of the Tantai tribe made a way, and from behind, a young man stepped forward. It was Tantai Zhen who had greeted everyone from the Confucian sect before.
"So lively."
Tantai Zhen looked at the people watching, smiled, and said, "Why didn't you invite friends from the Central Plains to join us to make fun of it?"
"Invited, just."
The warriors of the Tantai clan looked at the Confucian clan and did not say any more.
"It must be that you are not sincere enough."
Tantai Zhen stepped forward, glanced at everyone in the Confucian sect, and immediately focused on the seemingly inconspicuous young man. He smiled and said, "Jiaoxi Li, I heard that the technique you practice is the best in the world, the Flying Immortal Technique. How about it?" , let’s try it out, just compete on moves, until we hit it.”
In the crowd, Li Ziye was startled when he heard his name being called.
Looking for him?
He didn't speak, didn't cause trouble, and didn't show off, so how could he still be called out?
Li Ziye came back to his senses and looked at Little Red Riding Hood. His eyes conveyed, "Look, I didn't initiate the trouble."
Bai Wangyu also had a look of helplessness on his face. He couldn't hide from him. This Brother Li was really troublesome to find wherever he went.
"Brother Li, go ahead. Since General Tantai has extended his warm invitation, we can only be respectful and obey his orders."
With everyone's attention, Bai Wangyu spoke.
He knew that he could no longer refuse, otherwise he would not only discredit the Tantai clan, but also lose the reputation of the Confucian clan.
When Li Ziye heard that Little Red Riding Hood agreed that he should go, he walked into the middle of the crowd without any further hesitation.
"Elder brother, why does Tantai Zhen suddenly want to compete with Brother Li?"
Wen Xiuru said with some confusion, "Strictly speaking, Brother Li is not a member of the Confucian sect. If you have to choose, you should choose you and me, or Chang Yu and the others."
"Maybe he is more interested in Brother Li's Flying Immortal Technique."
Bai Wangyu looked at the two people in front of him and responded in a solemn voice.
"General Tantai, we must win!"
"Professor Li, you must not lose!"
In the middle of the crowd, the two people looked at each other. Before the fight started, the people around them were already excited.
The warriors of the Tantai tribe naturally support Tantai Zhen, and similarly, the disciples of the Confucian sect also hope that Li Ziye can win.
"please!"
Tantai Zhen said politely, holding an unedged scimitar.
"please!"
Li Ziye, also holding an unsheathed Chunjun sword, responded.
The sword has no eyes, and neither of them wanted to hurt their harmony, so they chose to temper their weapons.
The next moment, in the battle, the two figures moved at the same time.
One's sword was as heavy as a mountain, and the other's sword was as fast as lightning. Neither of them used their true energy, and only relied on the exquisiteness of their moves to fight for victory.
The swords clashed, and a dull collision sound was heard. Li Ziye only felt numbness in his right arm. He was surprised by his opponent's strength, and his moves suddenly changed, and he whirled his sword to break into the chest of the opponent.
When Tantai Zhen saw this, he turned to one side to avoid the edge of the sword, and immediately struck out with a palm, powerful and heavy.
Li Ziye stepped forward, avoiding the palm force of the former, and swung the pure Jun sword in his hands at the same time, a little faster.
The competition of moves was not suppressed by their cultivation. The figures of the two people kept intertwining, making and breaking moves in just a split second. The speed of changing moves was breathtaking.
Tantai is really the most favored son of the Tantai clan, second only to Tantai Jingyue. In terms of martial arts talent and combat experience, he is not inferior to the four great talents of the younger generation. He can be said to be the most outstanding young strongman in the Eight Tribes of Mobei.
Comparatively speaking, Li Ziye started practicing martial arts late, and his martial arts talent is not outstanding. However, along the way, he has been guided by great practitioners like Plum Blossom Sword Immortal and Sword Chi, as well as young people like Bai Wangyu and Sanzang. Thanks to the careful teachings of a generation of peerless geniuses and the experience of carving names in the Heavenly Book, Li Ziye's strength is also rapidly improving day after day.
In general, Li Ziye is no longer weak among the younger generation, and he is slowly catching up. The biggest reason is not that Li Ziye works harder, but because Li is rich enough, has enough connections, and has a lot of life. Also good enough.
When it comes to cultivation resources, if Li Ziye is ranked second, no one in the world would dare to be ranked first.
In the words of a swordsman, the cultivation resources wasted on Li Ziye are enough to create a great practitioner of the fifth realm, and Mr. Li is still only in the middle of the second realm.
"boom!"
In the battle situation, swords collided, and the two of them took three steps back at the same time. The competition of moves was indistinguishable.
"good!"
All around, everyone watching the battle applauded. Even the Confucian disciples did not expect that Li Jiaoxi, who had never been very serious, could be so powerful.
"Even if it's a tie, what does Mr. Li think?"
After testing the strength of the person in front of him, Tantai really didn't take any further action and said with a smile on his face.
"Cheng Rong, if we really fight, I am no match for you."
Li Ziye didn't make excuses and said honestly.
"I am a few years older than Professor Li Xixu. I have been practicing martial arts for longer, so my cultivation level will naturally be higher. From now on, with Professor Li's martial arts talent, I will definitely catch up to him very quickly." Tantai Zhen said with a smile.
"hehe."
Hearing the word talent, Li Ziye smiled soullessly, bowed his hands in a polite salute, and then turned around and walked back.
After the fight, just compliment each other a few words, talk about martial arts talents, I don't know, doesn't he like people to say these words the most?
"Brother Li, you fought well!"
Among the crowd, Bai Wangyu saw the former approaching and said with a smile, "I never noticed that Brother Li is so powerful now."
"It's just a competition of moves, it doesn't count. If I actually fight him, I still can't beat him." Li Ziye said unhappily.
"Brother Li, don't be so impatient."
Wen Xiuru also smiled and persuaded, "Brother Li is the person I have encountered over the years. He has the worst talent, but the fastest progress in martial arts. Brother Li has only been exposed to martial arts for a year, and he has become what he is today." Because, this is something no one can do.”
"I don't think you need to emphasize the fact that you have the worst talent." Li Ziye gritted his teeth.
"Slip of the tongue, slip of the tongue."
Hearing this, Wen Xiuru couldn't help but laugh and said, "The main reason is that Brother Li's cultivation path is so legendary. If it hadn't been said by the eldest brother himself, I wouldn't have believed it."
While the three of them were chatting and laughing, Tantai Zhen quietly left the crowd and came to the Tiannu's tent.
"how?"
Tantai Jingyue, who had witnessed the battle between the two, asked calmly.
"The Flying Immortal Art is indeed the best in the world. The sword is fierce, the movement is extremely fast, and the same level of cultivation is invincible." Tantai commented truthfully.
"Now, are you still absolutely sure that you can kill him?" Tantai Jingyue continued to ask.
"have."
Tantai Zhen affirmed, "However, the time needs to be changed to two quarters of an hour. If he intends to delay the fight, a quarter of an hour may not be enough."
"Can."
Tantai Jingyue nodded and said, "Tonight, I will create an opportunity for you to fight him alone. Remember, you only have this chance to kill him, and you must not miss it."
"yes!"
Tantai Zhen responded respectfully.
One day passed gradually in peace.
To the west, the sun sets, the day ends, and the night comes.
Inside the felt tent, Li Ziye and the others were just about to take a rest.
Suddenly, outside the tent, a piercing shout echoed through the night.
"Assassins, there are assassins, please protect the king and the goddess!"
The anxious voice immediately alarmed everyone who was preparing to take a rest. Even the Confucian disciples walked out of the felt tent to see what was going on.
In the distance, black shadows flashed past, and around them, raging fires burned, illuminating the night.
"Go help put out the fire!"
The Confucian disciples reacted and left the tent one after another to help put out the fire.
"Why did the assassin suddenly appear?"
After Li Ziye walked out of the felt tent, he looked at the fire outside and frowned slightly.
"Go and help put out the fire first."
Bai Wangyu said something and immediately walked quickly towards the direction of the fire.
"Brother Li, let's go, let's go help too."
On the side, Wen Xiuru quickly followed and went to put out the fire together.
Li Ziye frowned again when he saw this. Why did he feel so wrong?
Under the dark night, because of the fire and the appearance of the assassin, the entire Tantai tribe was in chaos. All men, women, old and young were busy putting out the fire, and the soldiers of the Tantai tribe were also trying their best to capture the assassin.
Among the felt tents that were set on fire one after another, there were the tents of Lord Tantai and Tantai Jingyue. Several assassins passed by, each of them a master, with their murderous intentions clearly revealed.
Soon, the soldiers of the Tantai tribe fought with several assassins, and the swords and swords clashed, making the entire Tantai tribe even more chaotic.
In the distance, after Bai Wangyu and Wen Xiuru left, Li Ziye was also ready to help. However, just after taking a few steps, a black shadow passed by, avoiding everyone's eyes, but only Li Ziye One person saw it.
Black shadows flew towards the tent of three people, not knowing what to do.
not good!
When Li Ziye saw this, he looked shocked and immediately chased after him.
There are many important things in their accounts that cannot be lost.
Inside the tent, Li Ziye rushed in and was about to look for the assassin. At this moment, a sword flashed across him, killing him mercilessly.
A merciless knife, with a tricky angle and full of force, just for the sake of life.
When the crisis struck, Li Ziye had no time to draw his sword, so he subconsciously bent his body backward to avoid the fatal light of the sword.
"Bah!"
The sound of clothes being torn was heard, Li Ziye's left arm was scratched by the light of a knife, and blood spurted out.
Although he avoided the vital points, he was still slightly injured and covered in blood.
In front of him, the masked assassin was holding a machete. He failed to kill him with one move, but the killing move followed.
Li Ziye was frightened. Faced with the stormy attack of the assassin in front of him, he wanted to draw his sword, but there was no chance.
And the masked assassin seemed to know the key to the martial arts of the person in front of him. He didn't give him the chance to draw his sword at all before making a move.
"Keng!"
The moment the scimitar slashed down, a harsh collision sound was heard, and at some point, a short sword appeared in Li Ziye's hand. It was the fish intestine sword hidden on his body.
The swords collided, and Li Ziye took half a step back. Taking advantage of the stunned moment of the person in front of him, he immediately pulled out the pure Jun sword behind him and slashed it down with one strike.
With a bang, the swords collided again, the air flow vibrated, and the entire felt tent suddenly fell apart.
At the same time, in the distance, Bai Wangyu and Wen Xiuru, who went to help put out the fire, didn't realize that Li Ziye hadn't followed.
The two helped the men, women, and children of the Tantai tribe put out the fire together, extinguishing the fires on the felt tents one after another.
"Xiu Ru, have you seen Brother Li?"
After a long time, Bai Wangyu seemed to remember something, looked at the chaotic scene around him, and asked.
"Brother Li?"
When Wen Xiuru heard this, he looked startled. He looked around and said, "I didn't see it. It's too chaotic. They should be fighting the fire elsewhere, right?"
"I'll try and find it."
Bai Wangyu frowned and immediately went back to search.
