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Su Wan'er's visit did not disrupt the plans of the two people in the hospital.

The next day.

After Song Yu easily defeated his opponent, he went to sit in the spectator seats and waited for Li Wenxuan to finish fighting before going hunting in the mountains together.

The two were in dire need of spirit stones, so they had to catch more spirit beasts to sell before the auction started.

"Brother Song, I'm afraid I will lose today."

Li Wenxuan said helplessly, holding the wooden sign in his hand.

Like Song Yu, he is in the Jindan stage, and he was able to reach the finals thanks to his strong physique.

But the enemy we have to fight today is in the late Nascent Soul stage.

Li Wenxuan was really nervous.

Song Yu frowned slightly when he heard this, then he smiled, patted Li Wenxuan on the shoulder, and said in a firm tone: "Brother Li, don't underestimate yourself.

The path of cultivation is to go against the will of heaven. Although realm is important, determination and tactics are equally crucial.

You are a physical cultivator, your body is strong, this is a natural gift, if you can use it skillfully, you may be able to fight."

When Li Wenxuan heard this, a light flashed in his eyes, as if Song Yu's words ignited his fighting spirit.

He clenched his fists and nodded heavily: "Brother Song is right, how can I be afraid before the battle!

No matter how strong my opponent is, I will try my best to win for myself!"

After saying that, Li Wenxuan took a deep breath, adjusted his state, and walked towards the arena.

Song Yu found a good seat in the spectator seats and sat down. He followed Li Wenxuan's figure closely and cheered him on silently in his heart.

On the arena, the battle is about to break out.

Standing opposite Li Wenxuan was a tall and thin man dressed in black.

The man in black is named Lu Chen. He is a leader in his sect with his cultivation in the late Nascent Soul stage.

His eyes were cold, as if he could see through people's hearts. There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, but it revealed an arrogance that should not be underestimated.

Facing Li Wenxuan, he did not look down on him at all. After all, those who could get to this point were not ordinary people.

With the ringing of a clear bell, the competition officially began.

Lu Chen's figure flashed and he attacked Li Wenxuan like a ghost, with such a fast speed that it was astonishing.

However, Li Wenxuan did not panic. He took a deep breath, and the spiritual power surged in his body. His muscles tensed instantly, like copper and iron, and he took Lu Chen's first attack.

"Bang!" With a loud bang, dust flew up where the two men fought, and the audience around them marveled at Li Wenxuan's physical strength.

Lu Chen was also slightly stunned, and then a hint of admiration flashed in his eyes, but his attack became more fierce.

Seeing this, Song Yu, who was standing in the spectator booth, had a flash of worry in his eyes, but it soon turned into determination.

When Lu Chen failed to hit Li Wenxuan with his first strike, he changed his mind and drew his sword directly to rush towards Li Wenxuan.

The sword light was like a dragon, cutting through the air and heading straight towards Li Wenxuan with a sharp whistling sound.

Faced with this fierce attack, Li Wenxuan's eyes widened, the spiritual power in his body boiled, and his muscles expanded to the limit, like a volcano about to erupt.

He growled, clenched his fists, and rushed forward without fear.

The fist wind and the sword light collided in the air, bursting out dazzling sparks, shaking the surrounding space slightly.

In the audience, exclamations came one after another. No one had expected that this seemingly ordinary physical training disciple could actually fight against a strong man in the late Nascent Soul stage and not lose.

Lu Chen frowned slightly, obviously surprised by Li Wenxuan's tenacity.

His sword moves changed, the sword light was like a weave, and each strike was aimed directly at Li Wenxuan's vital points.

However, Li Wenxuan relied on his extraordinary reaction speed and strong physique to resolve these attacks one by one and look for opportunities to counterattack in the gaps.

The battle gradually became more intense, and the figures of the two people on the arena intertwined into a series of thrilling scenes.

Every time Li Wenxuan swings his fist it seems to be able to shake the mountains and rivers, while Lu Chen's swordsmanship is as smooth as flowing clouds and water, impenetrable.

The two sides fought back and forth, evenly matched, and the audience was fascinated by the fight.

At first, Lu Chen intentionally held back his strength, fearing that a full-strength attack might hurt Li Wenxuan's life.

But after several confrontations, he was unable to defeat Li Wenxuan easily.

Lu Chen pursed his lips slightly, and a surge of anger rose in his heart that he himself was not aware of.

He snorted coldly, tapped the tip of his sword lightly, and suddenly changed his pace. He shuttled across the ring like a dragon, with the sword light following him like a shadow, and each strike contained enough power to split mountains and rocks.

Seeing this, Li Wenxuan did not retreat. He knew very well that although he was physically strong, he was not good at protracted battles and had to fight quickly and decisively.

Then, he roared, and the spiritual power in his body surged wildly, and a faint golden light appeared on his muscles. That was the special skill he practiced - the Vajra Indestructible Body, which could greatly enhance defense and strength in a short period of time.

"Vajra Fist!"

Li Wenxuan roared, and his fists, wrapped in golden light, blasted towards Lu Chen like two meteors.

Lu Chen dodged and barely avoided the powerful blow, but was also shaken slightly by the force.

His face changed slightly, realizing that Li Wenxuan was not an easy person to deal with. He then put away his contempt and fought with all his strength.

Sword lights and fist shadows intertwined in the air. Every collision was accompanied by a deafening roar. The air around the ring seemed to be ignited, hot and violent.

The audience's eyes were fixed on the two of them, afraid of missing any wonderful moments.

For a while, neither of them could do anything to the other and the battle was in a stalemate.

Song Yu, who was sitting in the audience, saw through the trick.

“Although Lu Chen is in the late Nascent Soul stage, his strength is almost the same as Li Wenxuan’s. If it drags on, it will be disadvantageous to Wenxuan.”

Li Wenxuan is a physical cultivator, and every time he attacks, he consumes a lot of spiritual energy.

As for Lu Chen, he used a sword, and consumed much less spiritual energy than Li Wenxuan.

If this continues for a long time, Li Wenxuan will probably fall into a passive position due to the exhaustion of spiritual power.

Song Yu was anxious, but he knew that he couldn't interfere at this time. He could only hope that Li Wenxuan could find a breakthrough as soon as possible.

Sure enough, after another fierce confrontation, Li Wenxuan seemed to have found a flaw in Lu Chen's swordsmanship.

His eyes narrowed, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the spiritual power in his body surged again, preparing to launch a fatal attack.

“King Kong Tyrant Body!

"Li Wenxuan roared, and his muscles expanded again. The golden light was bright, as if a Vajra Arhat had descended into the world.

Taking advantage of the impact of the attack, he rushed forward suddenly, and his fists, with a whistling sound, went straight to Lu Chen's vital points.

Seeing this, Lu Chen's pupils shrank slightly. He didn't expect that Li Wenxuan could burst out such amazing power at this critical moment.

He hastily swung his sword to block, but the sword light and fist shadow collided and he was shocked back repeatedly, almost unable to keep his body steady.

Exclamations rang out again in the audience. They did not expect that this battle with seemingly such a huge disparity in strength would be so intense and so thrilling.

Lu Chen was shocked and stepped back repeatedly, with a wonderful expression on his face.

"You...you are not even a sect disciple, how can you cultivate such a strong body!"

Lu Chen said in surprise.

As he spoke, he couldn't help but look at Song Yu who was sitting in the audience.

Who doesn’t know that Li Wenxuan and Song Yu are close?

Song Yu is also in the Jindan stage. His strength is unfathomable. He is not at all inferior to opponents in the Yuanying stage.

Had he ever taught Li Wenxuan privately?

Before Lu Chen could think clearly, Li Wenxuan's fist arrived and hit Lu Chen who was flying backwards heavily.

"Boom!" With a loud bang, the entire arena seemed to tremble.

Lu Chen's figure was blown away by Li Wenxuan's King Kong Body punch, and he fell heavily on the edge of the ring, stirring up a cloud of dust.

Li Wenxuan stood in place, his chest heaving violently, the golden light gradually dissipated, revealing his determined face and sweaty forehead.

He looked at Lu Chen who was lying on the ground. There was no trace of pride in his eyes, only respect for his opponent and desire for victory.

"Although I am not a disciple of a sect, the path of cultivation requires persistence and hard work. My strong body is not achieved in a day, but is the result of countless times of tempering and honing."

Li Wenxuan's voice was steady and powerful, echoing over the arena.

Lu Chen struggled to get up from the ground, with a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were brighter.

He looked at Li Wenxuan, nodded, and said: "I lost, but your strength convinced me. The path of physical cultivation is indeed extraordinary."

There was thunderous applause in the audience. Whether those who supported Li Wenxuan or those who were optimistic about Lu Chen were all shocked by this wonderful battle.

Li Wenxuan walked down the arena exhausted.

Song Yu, who had been waiting for a long time, hurriedly supported him.

"Here, this is to replenish your spiritual energy, eat it quickly."

Song Yu took out a pill. Li Wenxuan wanted to refuse, but when he saw the other party's worried look, he did not hesitate to take the pill and swallowed it.

His spiritual power was almost exhausted. If Lu Chen's foundation wasn't so poor, he really wouldn't have been able to win.

"Go back first."

Song Yu took Li Wenxuan back to the yard.

Amid the ridicule of his fellow disciples, Lu Chen quietly found his master, Elder Fengchi.

When Elder Fengchi saw Lu Chen returning, his expression was solemn and a little complicated.

He was well aware of Lu Chen's strength, and that he was considered one of the best in the sect, but today's battle had made him see the potential and unlimited possibilities of young people.

"Chen'er, do you know your mistake?"

Elder Fengchi's voice was low and powerful, and his eyes revealed a bit of severity.

Lu Chen lowered his head and answered respectfully: "Disciple knows his mistake. Disciple underestimated Li Wenxuan's strength and failed to give his all, which led to his defeat."

Elder Feng Chi shook his head and said, “No, your mistake is not that you underestimated Li Wenxuan, but that you overestimated yourself!”

Lu Chen lowered his head in regret.

Elder Fengchi continued, "You know better than me where your realm comes from. Now you have also seen the disadvantages of taking shortcuts in cultivation. You must practice hard in the future and cannot use the method of dual cultivation to improve your strength at will!"

Lu Chen knelt on the ground and kowtowed heavily to Elder Fengchi.

"Master's teachings, I will keep them in mind!"

"Get up. This is the gift I prepared for Song and Li. You can take it to them."

Elder Fengchi flipped his palm and two quaint wooden boxes appeared.

Lu Chen was shocked to see this.

His master is the elder of Haoyang Sect. How could he take the initiative to prepare gifts for Song Yu and Li Wenxuan, two independent cultivators?

"Hurry up and take it!"

Elder Fengchi frowned.