Fantasy: Immortality Begins with Absorbing Demons

Chapter 114 Xiong Li

After Song Qing jumped onto the platform, he first bowed to Elder Song, and then, ignoring Elder Li's unpleasant expression, sat down cross-legged on his own.

Half a time passed, and although people began to step forward to defend and fight on other arenas, there was still no movement on the arena where Song Qing was located.

Those who managed to fight their way through thousands of outer disciples to reach the third round weren't stupid. Knowing that Song Qing was incredibly strong, why bother fighting him head-on? They might as well let him advance in the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.

Time passed little by little, and soon Song Qing would become the first disciple to advance.

Elder Li's face turned ashen. He had always disliked the Song family, so how could he stand by and watch them act arrogantly in front of him? He called over a steward and whispered a few words to him.

Then, a tall, muscular man appeared in front of Song Qing's arena. He had a fierce expression and a muscular body.

"Challenger, Xiong Li!"

One of the disciples responded with a chant.

"Look, this is going to be interesting!"

"Xiong Li? Could he be that monster who enjoys torturing people?"

"That's him. I've heard he's unpredictable and loves to torture his enemies in battle. Sometimes he even goes berserk and slaughters his own teammates! If it weren't for his exceptional strength, he would have been executed long ago. How could he have only been demoted to an outer disciple..."

"Hmph, this Xiong Li is quite a ruthless person among the outer disciples. If I hadn't protected him before, my words might not have worked!" On the high platform, Elder Li's gaunt face revealed a cruel smile.

Normally, Xiong Li would rely on his madness to bite anyone he met and eliminate anyone Elder Li disliked.

Although there is a rule in the competition that no one is allowed to harm others, those who violate this rule will be disqualified from the competition.

But this Xiong Li was originally a mad dog he kept, using the resources he provided, regardless of whether he was in the outer sect or the inner sect.

He couldn't wait to see Song Qing being torn to pieces. For some reason, he now particularly enjoyed watching scenes of blood and flesh flying everywhere.

Thinking of this, Elder Li glanced at Han Yi almost imperceptibly.

'Should we use bear strength to test that kid?'

'Hmph, whatever. What does Tie Sha's mysterious disappearance have to do with me? Those 'good-for-nothing' bastards from Black Wind Stronghold, it would be so satisfying if they were all dead! Let's see if Han Yi knows what's good for him. If he's willing to be a dog of the Li family, then so be it…'

Han Yi, who was sitting in the audience watching the battle intently, had no idea that he had just narrowly escaped death.

Although he possessed the strength to contend with Elder Li at his current cultivation level, if Elder Li was truly determined to attack him, he could only fight and retreat, trying to escape as quickly as possible...

Fortunately, Elder Li and Black Wind Stronghold are only superficially united, each with their own agendas, so Han Yi is still relatively safe for the time being!

thump, thump, thump

As the burly man named Xiong Li walked by, carrying a spiked iron hammer on his shoulder, a chilling aura seemed to emanate from him. The surrounding outer disciples couldn't help but take a half step back, spontaneously making way for him, and the high platform trembled as he passed by.

The previous heated discussions seemed to freeze in the chill, falling silent instantly. Han Yi, watching from the sidelines, had a solemn expression. Even from this distance, he could feel the surging killing intent emanating from Xiong Li. The dense killing intent seemed to be solidifying, boiling around Xiong Li. He knew that this was a strange phenomenon caused by Xiong Li's countless battles and the countless wronged souls he had killed.

Above Xiong Li's head, his overall strength was clearly displayed as '69~85', making him a Blood Refining stage martial artist!

Sonorous!

Suddenly, a sword's cry rang out, and another burst of green light rose up.

Song Qing drew a long sword, its blade shaped like a willow leaf, made of thin steel with a single edge, and thirteen inches long. It looked incredibly light and agile!

Then, Song Qing's original combat power of '58~65' also soared!

"Tsk tsk, what a fine sword!"

"A radiant glow arises spontaneously, condensing and never dissipating! Could this be a treasure?!"

"This should be the Song family's 'Green Willow Sword,' a low-grade Yellow-rank treasure! I didn't expect them to be willing to give it to Song Qing!"

A well-informed disciple immediately recognized the true nature of the sword.

"Hmph, what's there to be reluctant about? Song Qing's father is Elder Song, and this is to make Song Qing famous in one battle!"

Some disciples said indignantly that they also wanted a good father!

Han Yi stared intently at Song Qing, and at that moment, the overall strength floating above Song Qing's head had changed to '71~92'. The treasure 'Green Willow Sword' could provide such great assistance!

When he first saw Song Qing leave behind Elder Song, he knew that Song Qing must have come prepared for the competition. He had been observing carefully to see what new moves Song Qing might have, so that he could prepare in advance. After all, Song Qing and he had a long-standing feud.

However, the scene of the 'Green Willow Sword' being drawn with such astonishing force was something Han Yi had not expected. He thought that the Song family had already exhausted the resources they could provide to help Song Qing break through to the Blood Refinement stage, but he did not expect them to go to such lengths! It was just a small sect competition, yet Song Qing attached so much importance to this competition, determined to win and become famous in one fell swoop!

Could it be that those who perform exceptionally well in this sect competition will receive some kind of insider reward?

Han Yi muttered to himself.

"Hmph, stop pretending!"

On the high platform, Xiong Li's expression changed slightly when he saw the 'Green Willow Sword'. Then he roared and mustered his courage. He had a mission to complete and was determined to capture Song Qing!

Thinking of Elder Li's promise, Xiong Li licked his dry lips, a ferocious smile spreading across his face.

The spiked iron hammer in Xiong Li's hand looked very heavy, but when he swung it, it was as if it were nothing.

boom!

The hammer was aimed straight at Song Qing's head!

Although this hammer has no particularly outstanding features and is just an ordinary heavy hammer, it is powerful, fierce, and extremely fast!

boom!

This hammer blow immediately startled the onlookers. Xiong Li had no regard for the rules and was determined to take Song Qing's life with his first move!

"Did this bear grow up eating the flesh of demonic beasts? How can it be so powerful?"

The iron hammer slammed down hard in the center of the arena, causing it to shake violently, sending stone dust flying and leaving a crater the size of a cannonball in the middle.

Swish!

However, the moment the hammer fell, Song Qing's body was as light as a willow catkin, completely unaffected by the force, and drifted away from Xiong Li with the force of the hammer blow.

Then, Song Qing shot out and flew towards Xiong Li!