I really became a king.

Chapter 78: The Flag Remains Unfallen and Martial Arts Will Stand Forever
The aqua blue figure fell from mid-air, which also meant the end of the battle.

Jiang Yi stood on the round platform, his long sword Chi Hong had been sheathed again. He looked around again, and wherever he looked, he was greeted with two completely different reactions.

On the secular side, everyone looked at him eagerly, and the glory of a warrior surged through their bodies again.

As for the secular sects, there was an aura of dejection. Wherever Jiang Yi's eyes passed, everyone lowered their heads and dared not look at him, as if they were afraid that they would be the next to go on stage.

"Who else is in the fifth realm?" Jiang Yi's voice was very low, but because of the silence in the room, it was clearly heard by everyone.

But the whole scene was silent. Who else could it be? Jiang Xue, as the true disciple of Dongxutai, was definitely the number one person in the fifth realm of the Sewai Xianmen at the Famen Mountain. Even she was defeated. If anyone else went up, they would have the same fate.

And they were defeated so cleanly, basically the same as the previous twenty people, with no power to resist at all.

Under Jiang Yi's gaze, all the monks from the first to fifth realms of the secluded sects lowered their heads.

They were scared, frightened by Jiang Yi's iron-blooded tactics. No one wanted to become a useless person who was worse off than death.

"No one left? Looks like we've won this competition!"

we won!

These few short words brought tears to the eyes of many warriors present. For a whole month, they came from all over because they had a common belief in their hearts!

Especially on this last day, all five realms were opened. Although they knew that going on stage would mean the end of their martial arts foundation, they still did not hesitate, just to maintain the dignity of secular martial arts.

Although they failed, someone did it.

He is the figure on the stage, Prince Yi—Jiang Yi!
From now on, the name Jiang Yi will become a banner of their secular martial arts. As long as the flag does not fall, martial arts will last forever!

"Haha, Elder Taiming, since none of you are going up, we can end this competition now."

Ning Donglai, who was sitting on the armchair, stroked his beard and laughed, looking at Jiang Yi with quite affectionate eyes, which made Jiang Yi feel a little uncomfortable.

Several elders from Taiming's secluded sects had gloomy expressions on their faces. They had expected the beginning, but had guessed the ending wrong.

Jiang Yi did have the cultivation level of the fifth realm, and they successfully lured the other party in, but they were like letting a tiger into the mountains, and were completely defeated by the other party.

"No, today must not end in a miserable defeat!" Tai Ming and his companions knew very well that if today ended like this, they would be greeted with punishment from their respective sects.

The few of them looked at each other and seemed to have reached some kind of agreement. It was still Elder Taiming of Dongxutai who spoke up:
"Isn't it possible that Prince Yi's strength is more than the fifth realm?"

Jiang Yi didn't say anything. Although it was true, this was his trump card and he wouldn't be so stupid as to tell the other party his true strength.

The most important thing is that he has already won, so there is naturally no need to expose his true strength.

Tai Ming obviously didn't want to give up, so he continued, "How about another Sixth Mirror Contest?"

Jiang Yi curled his lips in his heart. He wanted to test my cards with just empty words. Are you too smart or am I too stupid?
"Yes, I have heard of Prince Yi's style for a long time. Why don't we have a battle in the sixth mirror as the closing battle of today?"

A voice came from the side. After Taiming saw the owner of the voice, he immediately shut up.

Jiang Yi looked in the direction of the voice, and after seeing the other person's appearance clearly, there was still no expression on his face. He just said: "If you want to see my true strength, your previous bets were not enough!" His face looked normal, but his heart suddenly tensed, and a surge of murderous intent surged up!
He is so familiar with this person!

Ye Feng, Ye Zichen's uncle, the younger brother of Queen Ye Xinmei of Dali, and also his nominal uncle.

According to the inherited memories, Ye Feng will be expelled from the Holy Land in a few years, and then, with the strong recommendation of Ye Xinmei, he will enter the Dali court and begin to control military power step by step.

This Ye Feng was extremely restless, and under the deliberate connivance of Ye Xinmei, he became arrogant, tyrannical, and bloodthirsty. He framed and destroyed the direct royal family of Dali, and finally even directly deprived his thirteenth uncle, Prince Yi Jiang Mo, of his "Cangziying", becoming the second king of a different surname after the Mu family of Northern Xinjiang.

His hands are stained with the blood of the Dali royal family and even secular warriors. He is the greatest enemy of secular martial arts.

If it were just these, Jiang Yi would not have such a strong murderous intention, but there was one thing that the other party could never tolerate in his previous life, that is, the other party should never spy on his princess, Mo Li.

In his memories of his previous life, Ye Feng seemed to have known Mo Li for a long time, or he had seen him on some occasion before, and he had always been extremely covetous of him.

Having just entered the society and not even established a firm foothold, he put pressure on Jiang Zhongbao, intending to get his hands on Mo Li.

The original owner of this body in the previous life was just a substitute after all. He only knew that such a thing happened, so Jiang Zhongbao was furious in front of him.

As for the final result, I don't have any memory of that information.

But just knowing this is enough. How could Jiang Yi's woman tolerate outsiders peeping at her!
Therefore, the other party must die!
In today's battle, the opponent's hidden danger must be resolved. In this regard, Jiang Yi's tolerance is zero!
"Oh?" Tai Ming's eyes lit up when he heard Jiang Yi's words, and he asked, "What else does Prince Yi want?"

"That depends on what you can come up with that will make me excited." Jiang Yi tried his best to suppress the murderous intent in his heart and said in an indifferent tone.

Tai Ming and his companions lowered their heads and discussed for a while, but they did not seem to reach a consensus. Ye Feng, who was standing next to them, looked at the sky, an impatient expression appeared on his face, and he walked straight to the round platform, holding something in his hand, and said:
"How about this bet?"

Before Jiang Yi could say anything else, the faces of several other secular sect elders from Taiming suddenly changed. Taiming even stood up and shouted:
"No!"

Ye Feng just stared at Jiang Yi, as if he didn't hear what the other person said at all.

"Ye Feng, this thing is too complicated to involve, and you must not use it as a bet." Another elder from the secular sect also stood up and said, "What nonsense! Don't you know that the secular dynasty has been looking for this thing for thousands of years? How can you take it out in public?"

"Why not? This doesn't belong to any sect. It belongs to my Ye family." Ye Feng didn't take the other party's words seriously at all.

Jiang Yi looked at the thing in the other person's hand. It looked very ordinary, in the shape of the earth armband in his previous life, the size of a palm, and pitch black. There was a golden word "Feng" engraved on it, and the sun, moon, and stars were carved around it. It looked just like the real thing and extremely vivid.

"What is this?" He was a little puzzled, but he felt that this thing seemed extremely precious. "Should I be more reserved and let the other party take out more benefits? It seems that the Ye family is really rich..."

While I was thinking, a voice suddenly came to my ear: "If you are sure of this battle, you might as well accept it. This thing is very important to you."

This was Mo Ruhai's voice, using the secret voice transmission method. Although his tone was neither hurried nor slow, Jiang Yi could sense the excitement and urgency in his voice.

It seems that this thing is indeed a good thing. Jiang Yi remained calm and nodded slowly:

"Okay, let's make this our bet."

(End of this chapter)