Transmigration: A person in a martial arts world, cultivating to ascend to immortality

Yue Qian glanced at the excited martial artists sitting around the training ground, then got up and went to the training ground.

"Sect Master Yue, you must do justice for my son!"

Upon seeing Yue Qian arrive, Kang Yi, with tears streaming down his face, knelt on the ground and pleaded earnestly.

At this moment, the leaders of the remaining five sects, headed by Luo He, also came to Kang Yi's side.

Tan Xing stepped forward, bowed, and clasped his hands in greeting:

"Sect Leader Yue, this matter absolutely cannot be left like this. Otherwise, what face will we, the martial arts sects, have left to maintain our standing in the martial arts world?"

As soon as Tan Xing finished speaking, a chorus of agreement immediately rose from all around.

"Chief Tan is right! This matter absolutely cannot be left like this!"

"We must get an explanation from the imperial court!"

"A life for a life! Li Bin must atone with his death today!"

……

Listening to the shouts and comments from the crowd, Yue Qian put on a stern face and looked at Li Shilin.

“Li Gongfeng heard it all. There must be an explanation for what happened today. Li Bin committed murder first and violated the rules of the conference. It is absolutely impossible for him to leave unscathed.”

"How are you doing?"

Li Shilin glanced at Yue Qian, his tone indifferent. Although he was asking a question, his expression showed no intention of backing down.

Yue Qian glanced at everyone and said, "According to the rules of the tournament, Li Bin should have all his martial arts skills abolished and swear never to set foot in the martial arts world again."

Upon hearing Yue Qian's words, Li Bin, who was standing behind Li Shilin, turned pale instantly and immediately pointed to Kang Lesheng's corpse to defend himself:

"Kang Lesheng's death has nothing to do with me! I only used 50% of my strength in that punch, it wasn't enough to kill him! Besides, if he hadn't suddenly changed his tactics and tried to kill me, I wouldn't have thrown that punch!"

"absurd!"

Tan Xing rebuked sharply, "Your nephew Lesheng's body is lying right in front of us, in full view of everyone. Do you still want to deny it?"

"I--"

"shut up!"

Before Li Bin could say anything more, he was immediately interrupted by Li Shilin.

At this moment, Jingwei, who had just followed Yue Qian to the training ground, came over after examining Kang Lesheng's body.

"The body is fine; he did indeed die from having his heart meridian shattered by internal force."

"impossible!"

Jingwei's words struck Li Bin like a hammer blow, causing him to stumble backward.

"Now that things have come to this, does Lord Li have anything else to say?"

Yue Qian turned to look at Li Shilin.

Li Shilin seemed completely unconcerned, laughing arrogantly, "So what if Li Bin accidentally killed someone? Doesn't Kang Lesheng bear any fault at all? Knowing he was inferior, he refused to admit defeat, insisting on showing off and fighting back, and even tried to turn the tables by changing tactics and launching a sneak attack! Such a person deserves to be beaten to death; he has no one else to blame!"

"Li Shilin, what you're saying—"

Before Tan Xing could finish speaking, he saw Li Shilin looking at him.

The moment Tan Xing's eyes met Li Shilin's, he felt a sudden darkness engulf him, and coughed up a mouthful of blood as if struck by a severe blow. Fortunately, Luo He was there to support him in time, preventing him from falling to the ground.

"Gentleman Li's actions suggest that we have no choice but to take action today."

As Yue Qian spoke, he channeled his inner energy and reached for the Heavenly Slaughter Sword, which was stuck in the center of the training ground.

With a series of buzzing sounds, the Heavenly Slaughter Sword flew directly out of the ground and into Yue Qian's hand.

Seeing this, Kang Yi and the others quickly retreated, fearing that they would be caught in the crossfire of Yue Qian and Li Shilin's battle.

Li Shilin glanced at the flying sword, put his hands behind his back, and said indifferently, "It is said that the Heavenly Slaughter Sword has the power to split mountains and cleave rivers. Today, I will experience it for myself and see if this rumor is an exaggeration or true."

Yue Qian raised his hand and held the sword horizontally in front of him. From the reflection of the sword, he saw Kang Yi, who had retreated to the outer perimeter and was secretly watching him.

"Li Gongfeng will know, but I hope that he will still be as calm and composed as he is now."

Li Shilin smiled slightly and said nothing more, as golden light began to emanate from his body.

Yue Qian twirled his sword and began to channel his inner energy as well.

All the martial artists present held their breath and stared intently at the two people standing in the center of the arena.

These two are both genuine grandmaster-level experts.

For many martial artists, the title of "Grandmaster" represents a level they can never reach in their entire lives.

Very few of them had ever witnessed the power of a Grandmaster firsthand; most had only heard about it through various rumors.

Today, they are able to witness a duel between grandmasters, which is undoubtedly a very fortunate, exciting and exhilarating thing.

The saying goes, "If I hear the Way in the morning, I can die content in the evening."

For martial artists who are passionate about martial arts, being able to personally witness a battle between grandmasters is enough to make them die without regret.

Sitting among the crowd, Jiang Jihai's mood was completely opposite to everyone else's.

Few among those present knew better than he how powerful a Grandmaster was.

It was precisely because of his deep understanding of the power of a Grandmaster that Jiang Jihai was able to foresee what the scene would be like if Yue Qian and Li Shilin really started fighting.

"Mr. Jiang, if these two really start fighting, should we stay here or leave immediately?"

Jiang Jihai asked Jiang Yuchuan quietly.

"leave?"

Jiang Yuchuan glanced at Jiang Ji and said, "This show has only just begun. It would be a pity to leave now. Besides, even if you were allowed to leave now, you probably wouldn't be able to get out."

Jiang Jihai was taken aback by these words. "What do you mean by that, sir? Does this mean that Wanren Peak can be sealed off?"

Jiang Yuchuan smiled mysteriously, "Don't worry, you'll find out soon enough."

"this--"

Just as Jiang Jihai was about to press for more information, a loud bang suddenly echoed across the training ground.

Did they start fighting so quickly?

Jiang Jihai's heart tightened, and he quickly got up and looked towards the field.

That one glance—and he froze on the spot in shock.

The reaction of almost all the martial artists watching was the same as Jiang Jihai's: they couldn't believe it and couldn't understand what was happening before their eyes.

Just moments ago, Yue Qian and Li Shilin were about to start a fight, but now they attacked together, blasting Luo He, Kang Yi, and Tan Xing, who had retreated to the side, into pieces.

Li Shilin glanced contemptuously at the blood and flesh scattered on the ground from Luo He and the other two, then took out a gold-threaded handkerchief from his pocket and wiped his hands.

"Stop hiding, all of you, show yourselves. After acting with you for so long, it's time for me to come out and stretch my muscles."

Li Shilin's voice wasn't loud, but it clearly reached the ears of everyone present.