Chapter 738
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“Huh?”
The figure that had descended now turned its gaze towards Ye Wushuang, its eyebrows arching in surprise. It was a young man, seemingly around sixteen or seventeen years old, with dark red hair cascading down his back and dressed in a blood-red robe. His figure was tall and slender, exuding an unending aura of vitality, and a blood-colored mark was etched between his eyebrows.
As he landed gracefully, his eyes scanned the scene within the pit, eventually settling on Ye Wushuang. A tone of astonishment escaped his lips. “The Li King Ding was taken by you?”
The young man stood with his hands behind his back, his expression one of sheer disbelief as he looked at Ye Wushuang. Ye Wushuang, pale-faced, stood up and chuckled, “Do you believe me if I say I’ve never seen any Li King Ding?”
The young man laughed softly, “Indeed, you would say that.”
“Who are you? I’ve never seen you before.”
Looking at the blood-haired young man, Ye Wushuang smiled and said, “And who are you? I’ve never seen you either!”
The young man was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and replied, “Li Clan, Li Qin.”
Li Qin?
Is it him?
Ye Wushuang smiled and introduced himself, “Ye Wushuang.”
Their eyes met, and the air around them grew still.
Li Qin smiled and asked again, “Where is the Li King Ding?”
“It’s with me now.”
It wasn’t that Ye Wushuang was being honest; rather, it was pointless to deny it. The young man clearly knew the Li King Ding was here.
Li Qin praised, “I didn’t expect that you, merely at the ninth level of the Yuanfu Realm, could actually subdue the Li King Ding. Judging by your weakened state, it seems you’ve had quite a struggle.”
“Give me the Li King Ding!”
Ye Wushuang couldn’t help but laugh, “I went through a lot of trouble to get it. It’s not fair for you to just ask for it.”
“There’s nothing unfair about it.”
Li Qin smiled, “This was originally a possession of the Li Clan. It was stolen by my great-grandfather from our clan, and now his descendant has returned it. It couldn’t be more fitting!”
Li Qin, a descendant of Li Yun?
Ye Wushuang continued, “Since you are a descendant of Li Yun, you should understand why he stole the ding. Your clan…”
“Are you trying to lecture me?”
Li Qin couldn’t help but smile, “You don’t have the qualifications for that.”
Ye Wushuang was taken aback.
Clearly, Li Qin knew everything.
“I’ve obtained the Li King Ding, and it’s rightfully mine now.” Ye Wushuang clenched his hand, and the Tianya Sword appeared in his grasp.
Li Qin’s eyes brightened at the sight.
“You have such spirit!”
Li Qin admired, “Then I will give my all and not disappoint you!”
With these words, Li Qin clenched his hand and threw a punch into the air. The punch transformed into a blood-red beam, hurtling straight towards Ye Wushuang. The blood-red beam swirled and gathered, unleashing a terrifying aura of heavenly might that tore through the air with a buzzing sound, reaching Ye Wushuang in an instant.
The Tianya Sword swung out, its sword intent fully realized and integrated within.
Clang…
The fist beam and sword energy collided.
Between the two, the air exploded.
The spiritual energy and heavenly might burst forth.
Boom!!!
The pit shook violently for a moment.
Ye Wushuang’s figure retreated dozens of steps, his face even paler.
This young man was also at the first level of the Heavenly Might Realm, but the strength of his heavenly might far exceeded that of Yan Xuan, Li Xinhen, and others.
Only now did Ye Wushuang finally believe what Li Wenbo had said.
The Li Clan’s prodigy participating in the Hundred Kingdoms Martial Contest was officially Li Xinhen and Li Xinyue, but in reality, Li Qin was even stronger.
Perhaps there were even more domineering figures within the Li Clan than Li Qin.
Li Qin spoke slowly, “This Hundred Kingdoms Martial Contest has seen many dark horses emerging, but in reality, they can hardly be called dark horses.”
“Because they are already extremely formidable figures within the Seven Great Sects; they just don’t show their true colors.”
“Ye Wushuang, hand over the Li King Ding, and I’ll give you a quick death. Otherwise… you will wish you were dead.”
Hearing this, Ye Wushuang couldn’t help but smile, “You think I’ll hand it over? That’s not going to happen.”
“Then die.”
Li Qin clenched his hands again and charged forward.
Within the pit, the two figures exchanged blows incessantly, their terrifying killing intent erupting.
The sound of thunder roared continuously, and the ground was already in ruins. The walls of the pit were pockmarked with craters left by sword energy and heavenly might.
“You have some skills!”
After a strike, Li Qin retreated and looked at Ye Wushuang, praising, “Dying at my hands won’t be a disgrace to you!”
“Li Tian Seal!”
Suddenly, Li Qin shouted, clenching his hand as a blood-red seal mark began to gather within his palm…
