Chapter 916

"Speaking of which, this Li Feiyu is quite courageous. It's his first time participating in the Five Cities Martial Tournament, but he dares to challenge the number one fighter of Zhixuan City. He's a good seedling and is worthy of City Lord Chenyang's nurturing." E Ge glanced at the Xuan Fighting Platform below and said calmly.

Qin Yuan's smile did not diminish when he heard this. An unfathomable look flashed across his eyes as he looked at Chenyang.

"City Lord E is right. Qingyang City is not like the other three cities. Our foundation is still shallow and we need to nurture some good seedlings," Chenyang said with a fake smile.

Although he said this, he knew that Feng Wuchen would definitely not give him the chance to nurture "Li Feiyu" in the future. He could only rely on himself.

Han Li and the others did not notice the situation on the high platform. After the spectators placed their bets, the battle between the "Qian" and "Kun" platforms had already begun.

On the Qian platform, Zhu Ziyuan's battle against Jin Gong wasn't much of a suspense, and the payout was set to be extremely low. Thus, very few people placed bets on that platform. Instead, most people placed their bets on Han Li's battle against Feng Wuchen.

Han Li and Feng Wuchen. One was an unknown newcomer in the Xuan Fighting Arena and could at most be considered a dark horse in the top 16, while the other was the chief of a city who was in the limelight. The difference between the two was obvious, so the odds for Han Li were much higher than for Feng Wuchen.

The higher the odds, the smaller the chance of winning. Therefore, almost 90% of the people who placed their bets on Feng Wuchen.

As for the remaining less than ten percent, most of them were people who had watched Han Li's previous two battles. They didn't bet on him because they recognized his strength, but because they held a sliver of hope that they would be able to make a big win.

Amidst the cheers of the spectators, Gu Qianxun and the other non-participating fighters all retreated to the "Xun" and "Gen" platforms near the "Qian" and "Kun" platforms.

Before he left, Gu Qianxun suddenly sent a voice transmission to Han Li, "Fellow Daoist Li, if it's possible, please heavily injure Feng Wuchen. If you can kill him, that would be even better. I will definitely repay you after this."

"Haha, Daoist Bone, you really think highly of me … However, judging from Feng Wuchen's stance, he doesn't seem to intend to have a peaceful battle with me. Since that's the case, I naturally won't go easy on him," replied Han Li with a smile.

He roughly knew about the grudge between Gu Qianxun and Zhi Xuan City, so he didn't find it strange.

"Then I shall await Fellow Daoist Li's good news." With that, Gu Qianxun leaped onto the Gen stage far away.

In the spectator stands, although Du Long and the rest had yet to recover from their injuries, they could move on their own. Therefore, they had all gathered together today to watch the battle between Han Li and Feng Wuchen.

Tu Gang, who had fought Duan Tong first, and Yi Liya, who had just fought Feng Wuchen, had the most severe injuries.

Both of them needed the help of others to get to the spectator stands.

After everyone sat down, Yao Li looked at Han Li on the Kun stage, and her gaze was a little uncertain.

When she first met Han Li at the Xuan Arena in Qingyang City, she couldn't see any redeeming qualities about that ordinary-looking human, but Gu Qianxun thought rather highly of him.

Looking at it now, she was indeed blind. This Daoist Li was much stronger than she had imagined. It was no wonder that Gu Qianxun had reminded her long ago that even if she didn't like him, she shouldn't purposely incur his wrath.

"Daoist Du Long, what do you think about Daoist Li's chances of winning?" Yao Li asked Du Long, who was beside her.

Du Long glanced awkwardly at Yi Liya and said, "This … is really hard to say. Previously in Qingyang City, Daoist Li had already concealed his strength, so I couldn't tell …"

"Hmph, so what if he concealed his strength?

Even Gu Qianxun might not be Feng Wuchen's match, and he thinks he has a chance of winning?

Wishful thinking! "Yi Liya was in an extremely bad mood and snorted coldly.

"Hehe, if you can't beat him, then you're talking about others … I don't know if Daoist Li can beat him, but Daoist Gu will definitely beat him." Yao Li sneered and mocked mercilessly.

"Daoist Gu, you should beat Fang Chan first before talking about other things." Yi Liya said disdainfully.

Yao Li was instantly stifled when she heard that. She only felt anger in her heart, but there was nothing she could do to vent it.

Gu Qianxun had indeed lost to Fang Chan back then, so it would be very difficult for her to beat him now …

"Let's not argue anymore, the two matches are about to begin." Du Long coughed lightly and reminded.

Yao Li snorted coldly and turned her head away without saying anything.

"Let's see if you can still get lucky this time …" Yi Liya murmured to himself.

Daoist Xie was also sitting among the crowd a little further away from the crowd.

He frowned slightly when he heard Yi Liya's words and turned his head to glance at him before shaking his head with a faint smile.

… …

The "Qian" and "Kun" Arenas faced each other from afar, and the four participating Xuan gladiators had already taken their positions.

Following the arrival of the two judges, the cheers from the spectator stands gradually subsided.

On the "Qian" Arena, Zhu Ziyuan wore a set of bone armor that was as white as snow and held a white bone spear in his hand. The spear shone brightly and was clearly imbued with the powerful power of stars, indicating that it was an extremely powerful star weapon.

Standing across from him was a man that was over six meters tall with bulging muscles and a layer of green fur on his body. He looked like a muscular azure ape and was none other than Jin Gong, who had also come from Xuan City.

Jin Gong wore a white bone glove on his right arm that seemed to be sewn from some kind of beast hide. There were pieces of star bones of different sizes embedded into the glove. Although it wasn't a star weapon, it didn't seem to be weak.

After the judge announced the rules of the match, he announced the commencement of the Xuan Battle and exited the Xuan Battle Arena.

"Roar …"

Jin Gong let out a beast-like roar as he clenched his fists and stomped his feet.

With a loud "boom", the earth trembled. More than eighty Xuan Qi openings on Jin Gong's body lit up one after another, and a powerful gust of Stellar Energy surged out of his body and swept in all directions.

The glove on his right hand also lit up with starlight. Light gathered at the end of his fist, making it look bright and dazzling.

"I've told you more than once, haven't I?

Leaking your aura will only cause the power of the glove to decrease. Other than looking better, it's useless. "Zhu Ziyuan looked at this scene coldly and reminded him expressionlessly.

Hearing this, Jin Gong's expression changed slightly. He took a deep breath and the Stellar Energy released from his body was immediately restrained. It looked as if he had suddenly run out of energy.

However, anyone with a discerning eye would be able to tell that the starlight on his gauntlets had become much more condensed and restrained.

"That's more like it. Unfortunately, it's still not enough …" Zhu Ziyuan nodded and then shook his head.

Hearing this, Jin Gong couldn't help but have a bitter expression on his face.

The two of them didn't look like they were fighting in the Xuan Battle Arena at all. It looked more like they were sparring on a daily basis. Zhu Ziyuan, on the other hand, looked like he was giving Jin Gong pointers. It didn't look awkward at all.

"Alright, that's more like it. Come on." After a while, Zhu Ziyuan finally said.

Hearing this, Jin Gongcai nodded his head. Using the Astral Steps, he dashed forward and attacked.

Seeing this, the audience in the stands were a little speechless and booed.

…

On the other side, Han Li and Feng Wuchen were also facing each other from afar.

Feng Wuchen was dressed in a snow-white robe, and he was still holding his narrow willow leaf sword. He stood sideways and had a rather otherworldly temperament, which made the audience in the stands cheer.

On the other hand, Han Li was dressed in a simple black robe. His hands were slightly hidden in his sleeves, and he stood there casually. He didn't look nervous at all.

"Before we fight, I'll give you a chance to kneel and beg for mercy. Otherwise, it'll be difficult for you to even open your mouth if you want to beg for mercy later," Feng Wuchen said indifferently with a cold expression.

"If you want to fight, then fight. Cut the crap," Han Li said with a chuckle.

"Alright, you're courting death. You can't blame anyone else," Feng Wuchen said with a cold expression.

As soon as he said that, dozens of mystic acupoints on his legs lit up. He leaped forward at the same time, and his figure actually blurred and disappeared on the spot.

Everyone in the stands was dazzled, and they couldn't help but exclaim.

Han Li's eyes were shining, and he saw it very clearly. The moment he leaped out, he also moved.

The mystic acupoints on his legs also lit up, and the White Sun Soaring Technique was activated. His feet also blurred, and his figure also disappeared on the spot.

As soon as his figure disappeared, there was an explosion where he originally stood. Hundreds of snow-white sword lights that were as thin as willow leaves stirred and exploded there.

Feng Wuchen's figure flashed past there, and he didn't stop. He quickly chased after Han Li, who had dodged. He stabbed his sword out again quickly and ruthlessly, and countless sword lights condensed from the power of the stars splashed out, dazzling everyone.

For a moment, the two blurry figures on the Mysterious Fighting Ring chased and dodged, and the explosions of the sword lights were like firecrackers.

In the beginning, it was lively, but it became a little boring after a while. The stands immediately booed and booed.

Feng Wuchen's figure stopped, and he stared at Han Li, who had also stopped far away. His eyes were almost spitting fire. He originally thought that he was good at speed, and just this advantage alone was enough to suppress Han Li. In the end, he didn't expect that Han Li's speed was not slow either. Even if he forcefully increased his speed, it would be meaningless.

"What's the point of constantly dodging?" Feng Wuchen sneered.

"What's the point of constantly not being able to catch up?" Han Li wasn't moved and said with a smile.