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Of course, it's not just the nobility of the country who come.

Ambassadors from various countries, such as Huang Bu Dong from the State of Qin and Chen Suan from the State of Jing, wouldn't miss this opportunity to learn about the strength of these foreign prodigies.

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While Jiang Wang and Zhong Liyan didn't mind competing against each other at the Canglang Fighting Arena, it was also a display of confidence — not minding being studied, targeted, or having potential opponents make preparations in advance.

Because for the next period of time, there are no key events similar to the confluence of the Yellow River, and given their talents... tomorrow will certainly not be today.

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What they need most is a battleground where they can fight without interference, without affecting others, and where they can fully unleash their power.

But the Azure Tooth Stage of Lang Dou Field, is exactly such a place.

This Qingyatai is a circular arena with a radius of one hundred zhang.

A city defense-grade formation, engraved upon top-tier material tiles, constructed a field capable of containing the aftershocks of powerful combat.

The surrounding stands are arranged in a tiered manner. The audience seats, beyond the protective array patterns, also have etched patterns that enhance perception. This allows even spectators with insufficient strength to understand the details of powerful cultivators' battles, thus lowering the threshold for viewing.

"As long as you're willing to spend money, you can watch a battle between the strongest." This cross-level thrill attracts many people to spend lavishly. Watching those who are far stronger than themselves fight to the death right before your eyes is incredibly stimulating.

The taxes paid by major wrestling arenas are the highest among all national industries, far exceeding those of second place.

Huge profits naturally give rise to a vast network of relationships. Behind every top fighting arena, there are big figures involved.

Three hundred positions may sound like a lot, but scattered across the Qingya Platform, they were actually quite sparse. However, because those who came were all extraordinary individuals, the atmosphere was very lively.

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Behind the gigantic archway lay a long corridor. The chandeliers hanging from the stone walls cast a dim, sacred light.

The passage on either side of the corridor was adorned with vibrant murals depicting ancient legends of the grassland. It seemed to be the story of a goddess saving the world, with a white ox playing a crucial role—Jiang Wang wasn't quite sure he understood it.

He stood there silently, waiting for the moment the duel would begin.

Ahead of him stood a single arched gate, forged from black iron, like a cage barring wild beasts.

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Joel led four elite soldiers of the Celestial Army, silently following behind him. As bodyguards during the envoy's duel, they were certainly to remain at the sidelines.

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Compared to Jiang Wang's composed demeanor, Qiao Lin was clearly much more nervous. Her hand holding the knife trembled, tensing and relaxing repeatedly.

The one hosting this duel was the best commentator of the Canglang Fighting Arena – Bian Wan, known as the Northern Rose.

But obviously there was nothing for her to give today.

Dressed in a floor-length gown, she showcased her stunning figure. Her arms, like delicate lotus roots, were adorned with a black armband that highlighted her complexion.

Standing on the high platform that hung precariously, her beautiful eyes swayed with waves as she spoke in a melodious voice: “One side is the youngest Marquis of military merit in the world for nearly a hundred years. The other holds the hereditary title of Marquis of the Great Chu Empire. One is the leader of the Yellow River gathering of inner court disciples three thousand nine hundred and nineteen years ago, and the other is an unparalleled genius who abandoned his art to cultivate martial arts and climbed to new heights!”

Who will win this battle

Let us wait and see, Chi Tan Jiang Wang, against Xian Gu Zhong Li Yan!

It has to be said, despite the short preparation time, she still did a lot of work, even keeping up with Jiang Wang's latest territory in Xia Guo. Compared to Qingyang Town, the Chi Tan gained through the Marquis title is clearly more suitable for the Zhongli clan's ancestral land.

All eyes were on the stage.

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The archway creaked open with a thunderous boom. The peerless talents who stood on either side of the Qingya Platform bathed in the sunlight like this.

Zhongli Yan wore a black battle suit, with a heavy sword on his back. His short beard and hawk-like eyes gave him an air of power, and each step he took shook the ground.

Jiang Wang still wore a green shirt that billowed in the wind, with a long sword hanging on her left hip and a white jade pendant on her right. She walked like a cloud drifting leisurely.

Thus, they walked relatively to the center of the fighting ring, neither saying a word to each other.

On the other hand, Bian Yang also directly proclaimed: "May the gods bestow upon you glory, and let this sacred battle commence!"

Her voice was undoubtedly pleasant, especially with the blessing of sorcery, which made it quite inspiring.

Jiang Wang then took a step forward, leaped into the air, and reached out to grab the direction of Bianwang, grabbing Bianwang's declaration in his hand.

Sound quality first!

With his actions, he refuted the statement.

He needs no glory of the gods, nor gifts from them. Whether it be any primordial god, or the Azure Map God.

Today he is a god!

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Zizizi.

The words echoed again in his fingertips, this time carrying weight. The intangible sound waves solidified into tangible form, erupting with the crackling of thunder. And the raging lightning he held within his grasp coalesced into a spear of pure electrifying power.

The Vajra Thunder Sound held in his hand was already vastly different from the changes seen in the monks of Hanging Sky Temple. Today was merely a test of the waters, not even a serious display of power.

Only when he soared into the air, with a casual grab his voice became thunder and lightning, wildly plunging down in the form of a spear. His fluttering blue robes swirled around the white electricity, this moment of martial prowess was truly magnificent!

Especially Zhongli Yan almost simultaneously launched, his feet only a step, the whole person was like a crossbow that had already been fired, piercing through the air with a furious shriek. Boiling like the sea, the energy surged around him. His entire body seemed to be a raging tide——

But it coincided with Jiang Wang's thunderbolt.

Everything appears as if it were naturally formed.

The two peerless geniuses, with an unspoken understanding, completed the first move of their duel.

The divinely ordained energy collided with the lightning.

Zhong Liyan's heavy sword had shattered the thunder spear. And his own blood energy, in an instant, surged like billowing smoke, piercing through the clouds and seeming to charge straight at the sun!

At the edge of the smoke column, there are layers upon layers of sky hidden beyond.

Zhongli Yan was still Zhongli Yan, but when you looked at him now, your gaze would be scorched and consumed. It was terrifying, unbearable to look at. His every breath was thunder, his every move water and fire.

With this battle against Jiang Wang, all the probing, understanding, and weighing, he accomplished with just one move!

After a single union, he was completely liberated, exhibiting the twenty-one heavens of his open spine, the Qi and blood of a martial artist who had cultivated divinity.

What enables the "mighty warrior to break ten thousand methods" with sheer force

It is this body of flesh and blood, bones and hair, all transcending the realm of mortals. It is the circulation of qi and blood that connects with the divine!

The shattered lightning lay prostrate beneath his feet, the surrounding spiritual energy quelled by its presence. His double-edged broadsword merely swept across, like a mountain being pushed!

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It's more than just similar!

His qi and blood roared like a river, behind him the void was truly replaced by an illusory image of a sword-shaped peak.

Who can thrust a sword like moving mountains

Jiang Wang's sword within the Inner Palace Realm also integrated various divine abilities, reaching a peak of awe-inspiring power. However, compared to Zhong Li Yan's sword, it seemed pale and insignificant.

Jiang Wang's sword strike was like the celestial pillar breaking, a display of his ultimate power at that moment.

And Zhongli Yan, who had stepped onto the twenty-first heaven of martial arts, this sword was not only in terms of momentum. It possessed the might of a mountain, the intention of a mountain, and even the power of a mountain!

Everything had darkened because this mountain blocked out the sun.

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Everything is pushed aside again, because this mountain cannot be blocked, sweeping away the dust!

Everything is ostracized, everything is crushed.

This is what Jiang Wang was facing, the first peerless martial artist who had risen to challenge him.

This is the terrifying power that Wǔ Fū can demonstrate after stepping foot on the twenty-first heaven.

At this time, the sky was vast and open, with nothing in sight except for a heavy sword like towering mountains.

With this sword, a divine being pushes forward, sweeping across the eight wildernesses, unstoppable!

However, there was a man before this mountain.

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A companion to mountains, the word "mountain" is for "immortal"!

That figure, suspended high in the sky, whose lightning just vanished from their hand, faced this surging sword without retreating or dodging, instead advancing further.

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Facing the imposing Sword Mountain, with azure clouds hidden beneath one's feet, a single step taken within those unfathomable gaps of energy brought me to the peak!

Such boldness comes from true artistry!

The five internal organs within his chest and abdomen whirled, the brilliant light of his celestial body piercing through Zhongli Yan's swordsmanship in an instant, shattering his vision's suppression.

The mountain of obstruction has since been moved.

For a moment, the collision of the two peerless geniuses of today presented a clearer picture.

Wu Yanlanju seeing that Zhong Liyan's blood qi was surging like a demonic god descending, his sword mountain crushing everything in its path, felt a sense of fear despite knowing the Qingya Stage would guarantee the audience's safety. She felt alone and vulnerable like a lone figure standing amidst a blizzard.

At that moment, the Marquis Wu'an of Qi emerged from the mountain shadows and stepped onto the peak.

His robe sleeves fluttered, drifting like a fairy.

Perhaps in the world, there is only this high mountain, but immortals always reside on high mountains.

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Though she couldn't understand the battle situation, couldn't see the details of the clash, nor comprehend the various weighings in combat...yet she inexplicably felt a surge of emotion.

This is the Qingya Stage now.

A pillar of fire and smoke rose into the sky. Zhongli Yan stood behind a towering mountain, his hands gripping a heavy sword that stood tall like a mountain between heaven and earth.

And on the tip of the heavy sword, Jiang Wang stood single-footed.

His left hand was stretched out, his five fingers pointing to the sky. Five colored light spheres swirled on his fingertips, and a raging qi current churned around him. His eyes burned with red flame, and his breath brought forth a frost wind.

The divine light empowers this body, the celestial physique breaks free, allowing him to step with the weight of ten thousand jun, treading on the heavy sword as he goes down!

Here we go again!

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The Samādhi True Fire spread rapidly along Zhōnglí Yán's heavy sword, and a gust of wind from the Bu Zhou descended, drifting down lightly and nearly meeting Zhōnglí Yán head-on.

The air was thick with murderous intent, searing the very soul.

Zhongli's flame sword, is named "Nanyue."

He claimed this sword was the best in the land, hence naming it "Southern Mountain." After deciding to abandon magic and pursue martial arts, he spared no expense to acquire this blade. This sword weighs a whopping ten thousand jin!

A warrior fears nothing when facing an opponent with force.

Faced with Jiang Wang's powerful pressure from his liberated celestial physique, he simply raised the tip of his sword.

As light as a candle flame.

...set off for Mount Nanyue.

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...it actually overthrew the power that Tianfu had accumulated!

The blood and Qi surged, extinguishing the flames on the blade.

Jiang Wang's wind of discord, rising at the mere breath, fluttered like a hanging gazelle, fierce and swift.

And Zhongli Yan raised his sword, striking the Frost Wind head-on.

His swordsmanship was surprisingly simple, direct, and effective. It wasn't flashy, but it embodied the essence of returning to simplicity, achieving results akin to the divine power of Severing the Illusory with the True.

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Sword Qi clashes with Divine Power!

If it were the sword qi of an ordinary cultivator who had met a god, they wouldn't be able to withstand the Bu Zhou Feng at all.

Only Zhong Liyan, a divine warrior, remained standing. His qi and blood had been cultivated to a divine level, his sword energy imbued with divinity as well. Thus, he held out for another breath before collapsing.

This wisp of frost wind collided with Mount Nan's sword edge.

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Legend has it that the celestial wind, which fell from Mount Bu Zhou after its collapse, met with Mount Nan Yue.

but only let out such a crisp sound.

Hu'er Lianzhen's eyes widened in disbelief. Her cultivation and vision far surpassed those of her best friend, yet she couldn't help but feel astounded at the sight before her. She saw a long nail, black as night with a frosty white tip, firmly embedded in the blade of Nan Yue Jian. Blade met blade in a clash of formidable power.

A tiny nail, pushing a heavy sword, pushed Zhongli back several meters!

Is the legendary divine ability that tops all eight winds in power truly this terrifying

Being in the middle of the fray, Jiang Wang's perception was naturally different. He knew very well that Zhong Li Yan's retreat at this moment was merely to avoid the killing force of the Unruly Wind. Once the opportunity was gone, he could strike back at any time.

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Without any hesitation, he retaliated with a palm strike imbued with his magical arts.

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The seven celestial spirits each display their power, swirling together high in the sky. Dragons, pythons, foxes, and rabbits, with dazzling lights and shadows, make this Qingya Platform seem like a divine realm. And then, in an instant, they clash!

Sparks flew wildly, imbued with a spirit of recklessness.

The terrifying elemental chaos instantly engulfed Zhongli's flames.

The Azure Dragon's Seven Transformations, the Seven Constellations Annihilation!

At this moment, Zhongli Yan had just broken through Sha Shengding and was advancing, but he was forced to face this killing move.

This was a super-grade martial art he had never seen before, and it truly made him feel threatened.

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But that is certainly not enough.

In the raging spiritual tempest, Zhongli Yan clutched Nanyue and let out a muffled roar. His chest rumbled like thunder!

The surrounding Qi and Blood directly surrounded him like an enraged dragon, shattering the Horned Wood Snake condensed by Mu Yuan on the spot. It broke through the chaotic flow of energy, carrying Zhongli Yan soaring into the sky.

Jiang Wang raised his hand, guiding the turbulent spiritual energy with extraordinary control, chasing Zhong Liyan.

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Throughout ages, there have been countless cultivation schools.

Why is martial arts, in particular, seen as a promising path and one that can run parallel to the orthodox path of cultivation

For only through martial arts can one truly utilize qi and blood, as well as the physical body, to their limits.

Martial arts originated from military strategy and writing, but have since evolved into a distinct path of their own.

Unlike Confucianism and Taoism, it is uniquely sculpted in the physical body.

The Qi and Blood are too strong and fiery, so much so that there is no room for even a trace of Dao Yuan to survive within the body!

At this moment, qi and blood are breaking the rules, and both sides are facing each other with hostility.

Zhongli Yan, however, leapt high above the dragon of qi and blood, his sword slashing down in a vertical arc!

This sword cleaved the air, splitting space in two.

“Spatial dissection” is not a description, but an explanation.

As Nan Yue Jian traveled through, the space was directly cleaved open into two sections, like a book being flipped open from the middle. The two pages of the book were an expanse of pitch-black emptiness.

Flip through them layer by layer.

The characters in the book page were chaotic energy currents created by Qiushuju Jue Sha. When they separated and poured out like this, they were finally revealed!

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Splash!

The space rift tore open like paper.

At the end of the book, Jiang Wang was both the spine, the line down the middle, and the endpoint itself.

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After abandoning his cultivation of magic and embracing martial arts, Zhong Liyan overturned all the swordsmanship he had learned in the past. He merged hundreds of top-tier sword techniques into one, creating this Yellow Dream Sword Sutra.

Within a dream, one experiences the splendor of glory.

Therefore, one can return to simplicity and authenticity, and see one's true self.

The journey to Mount Nanyue is like a dream within a dream, with a single sword, "turning the pages" to sever ties with the mundane world. The pages chronicle a lifetime of human experience.

Everyone heard the clang of the sword!

This sound of nine heavens dragons marching, like thunder shaking the azure heavens, if one were to suddenly hear it, would cause them to wake up in alarm.

The legendary sword, Chang Xiang Si, has been unsheathed!

Jiang Wang stood tall at the "spine" of the book, blowing cold wind into white plumes. The red fire in his eyes had already begun to dance.

He seemed like a character from a book, walking into reality.

The silhouette in the story is a specific embodiment of life.

Thus, the skeleton was erected, thus flesh and blood were imbued, thus it appeared like an immortal descending to earth, thus sword intent swept across all directions!

A whole book of The Yellow Dream, shattered in an instant!

And within these shards of space, shards of sword Qi, Jian questioned Zhongli Yan—

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