flstandardbreds Chapter 173 The Sky Over the Imperial City is About to Change!
Chapter 173 The Sky Over the Imperial City is About to Change!
"Wait... isn't this one of the seven secret techniques of the Xuan Tian Sect?!"
Suddenly, Fei Han's eyes widened in disbelief.
As far as he knew, the [Overlord Blade] was a closely guarded secret of the Xuantian Sect, and only true disciples were qualified to cultivate it.
Based on this deduction, isn't the identity of this young man surnamed Li obvious?
True disciple of the Xuantian Sect!
But the next moment, he shook his head, his brows furrowing.
Judging from the power of that strike, the opponent had reached perfection; otherwise, it would have been impossible to injure him with a single blow. Clearly, he had been practicing the Overlord Blade Technique for some time.
However, he had heard of all the true disciples of the Xuantian Sect who possessed the combat power of a Martial King, but he had never heard of such a genius.
Moreover, if the young man surnamed Li were truly from the Xuantian Sect, Shen Ming would naturally be able to recognize him.
Strangely, both of them were indifferent, and he even received a direct answer from Shen Ming: they did not know the boy.
This is tantamount to directly denying that the young man surnamed Li is a true disciple of the Xuantian Sect.
"He's not a true disciple of the Xuan Tian Sect, yet he's cultivated the Overlord Blade Technique to such a high level. What is this guy's background, and how did he manage to do it...?"
Feihan's mind raced, considering numerous possibilities, which he found unbelievable.
He looked at Shen Ming with a sullen expression, hoping to glean something from him.
As soon as I looked up, I saw the other person standing there, stunned, their face full of emotion, clearly also taken aback.
"Judging from Shen Ming's shocked expression, that young man surnamed Li is indeed not from the Xuan Tian Sect..."
Fei Han's expression was knowing, and he confidently filled in the blanks in his mind.
In his view, if Li Wudao and Shen Ming belonged to the same sect, they would surely have some understanding of each other's strength and would not be so shocked.
"Damn it, as long as it wasn't someone from the Xuantian Sect, I almost thought I got beaten up for nothing."
Fei Han cursed under his breath, then quietly breathed a sigh of relief, a look of hatred appearing in his eyes.
Since this young man didn't have the background of the Xuantian Sect, he didn't have so many concerns.
I have to get revenge no matter what!
Thinking of this, he took out his identity token and transmitted his voice, "Master, the situation is dire, come to the Great Yu Imperial City immediately..."
at the same time.
Shen Ming gradually recovered from his shock, staring intently at Li Wudao's back, his breathing becoming rapid.
"This is the ultimate technique of the Overlord Blade!"
"This is sword intent? There's no mistake! And it's sword intent at the Great Perfection level!"
"Junior Brother Li cultivates physical strength and swordsmanship, how come his swordsmanship is also so exquisite..."
Shen Ming's eyes widened in horror, and his heart was filled with turmoil.
The Overlord Blade Technique, one of the seven ultimate techniques of the Xuantian Sect, is a rare high-grade Heaven-rank martial skill. Its power is domineering and unparalleled, making it difficult to find an opponent among martial skills of the same rank. It is also extremely difficult to master and requires very high talent.
With his talent in both thunder and fire spirits, he has practiced diligently for six years and has only barely grasped the Great Perfection of Sword Intent. He doesn't know when he will be able to touch the threshold of Perfect Sword Intent.
But what about Li Wudao?
Having only been in the sect for half a year, he already possessed the combat power to easily defeat him. Whether it was physical strength, swordsmanship, or saber skills, he completely overwhelmed him, making him ridiculously powerful.
"Compared to Junior Brother Li, what kind of genius am I...?"
Shen Ming smiled bitterly, his admiration growing stronger.
Immediately, he felt relieved again.
Fortunately, he abandoned the darkness and surrendered to the light at that time; otherwise, given Li Wudao's terrifying growth rate, ten of him wouldn't have been enough to kill.
He even had a strong intuition.
Even someone as powerful as the young sect leader Wu Shaotian would likely lose his position if he continued to target Li Wudao.
"The sword intent manifests, its sound like thunder—is this the perfection of sword intent?!"
Murong Qinglan's beautiful eyes froze, her cherry lips parted slightly, and she couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.
Although she didn't practice swordsmanship, her status and experience allowed her to discern the clues.
"My goodness, he's about my age, yet his swordsmanship is so powerful. Even in the main branch, no one can surpass him; he's unparalleled among his peers!"
At that moment, the girl's heart clenched, and she stared at Li Wudao with disbelief, her emotions unusually fluctuating.
Suddenly, a slightly weathered voice rang in my ears.
“Miss, this young man is quite extraordinary. Even I can't quite see through him. I'm afraid he hasn't revealed his true strength yet.”
"Even you, Elder Cui, can't see through him?"
Murong Qinglan's watery eyes flashed with a strange light as she murmured to herself, "Perfect sword intent, suppressing the senior brother of the Li Huo Sect with a single strike—is this your source of confidence...?"
"My goodness, this young man is too strong. Even Fei Han is no match for him. If I were to go up there, I'm afraid I would also be knocked down and unable to get up."
Wang Bin, the senior disciple of the Biyun Sect, was shocked and secretly felt a sense of dread.
Fortunately, his decision was correct; otherwise, it wouldn't just be Fei Han lying on the ground now.
"How could this be?! When did this little beast acquire such strength?!"
At this moment, the most distressed were Wang Xu, Meng Zhenhu, and others, their faces grim, as if they had swallowed ten pounds of dead flies.
They originally thought that with Fei Han's status and strength, they could easily deal with Li Wudao.
To everyone's surprise, he was instantly defeated in a single encounter, exceeding all expectations.
Wow! Cousin... you're so amazing!
Li Nanzhi's pupils dilated, she covered her mouth with her hand, and her bright face was filled with excitement and joy.
In her eyes, the Li Huo Sect was a power that transcended the secular world, and its senior brother was naturally a prodigy whom she could only look up to.
But who could have imagined that the person she could only look up to would now be defeated by her cousin with a single blow and forced to grovel at her feet!
This dreamlike feeling, this exhilarating sense of pride, is simply indescribable!
"I've always been strong, thank you!"
Li Wudao stopped and gave her a disapproving look.
But thinking about it carefully, the original owner of this body did seem quite weak...
Forget it, it's more important to get down to business.
Immediately, he lifted his foot and continued walking forward.
"What is he going to do?"
"Judging from their direction, it seems they're going to cause trouble for the Second Prince..."
"No way, this is the imperial city. Does he really intend to break ties with the Great Yu Dynasty?"
Under the astonished and puzzled gazes of everyone.
Li Wudao then leisurely approached the Second Prince, stood with his sword drawn, and his eyes revealed a cold and ruthless look.
"You...you dare to lay a hand on me, aren't you afraid that Father will send troops to surround and kill you?"
"To tell you the truth, the imperial city can mobilize 300,000 imperial guards at any time, each of whom has at least the strength of the True Essence Realm Perfection."
"I admit you are strong, but you should understand the principle that many ants can kill an elephant. Faced with the crushing force of 300,000, you have no way to escape!"
Li Sheng's face was terribly gloomy, and he stood there tensely, trying his best to appear calm.
Despite this, the trembling hands in his sleeves, the heaving chest, and the evasive eyes all revealed that the Second Prince was panicked!
The young man before them had defeated even a genius like the senior disciple of the Li Huo Sect with a single strike, let alone him.
"An army of 300,000?"
But then, Li Wudao revealed a cold smile, "If anyone dares to block my way, I'll kill them all, and then everything will be fine."
Everyone was stunned, their expressions varying.
"Oh no, am I hallucinating? He's going to fight against an army of 300,000?"
"Damn, these 300,000 troops aren't just any Tom, Dick, or Harry; they're highly trained martial artists. How could he utter such arrogant words so casually?"
"Yes, the Imperial Guards of the capital are all elites. Even if a Martial King at the Great Perfection is entangled with them, it would be difficult for him to escape unscathed."
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"As expected of Junior Brother Li, he doesn't even put an army of 300,000 in his eyes. No one can match his magnanimity."
Shen Ming sighed.
He felt the distance between them growing ever wider, the kind of distance he could never catch up to in his entire life.
"Damn, this kid can't stand not showing off. He can kill 300,000 Imperial Guards just like that, talking nonsense all the time. Why doesn't he just fly to the moon?"
Not far away, Fei Han laughed in exasperation.
He would never believe that a mere teenager could survive an attack by an army of 300,000, let alone break through their encirclement. It was absolutely impossible!
"If you have no last words, you may go on your way."
Ignoring the doubts of the crowd, Li Wudao picked up his knife and coldly looked at Li Sheng.
"Don't kill me... I can give you lots of money... and women, please..."
Sensing the murderous intent flashing in the boy's eyes, the second prince finally broke down, kneeling on the ground with a mournful face, his posture extremely humble.
But before he could finish speaking, a whooshing sound rang out, and a blade flashed past.
The next instant, a fine head was tossed into the air, blood splattering everywhere.
The whole place was dead silent.
It was like the calm before a storm, the atmosphere eerily gloomy.
After glancing at the headless corpse on the ground, Li Wudao turned away expressionlessly, casually tossing the ink-black knife at Shen Ming from a distance.
"Just kill him like that?"
Taking the sword, Shen Ming swallowed hard, somewhat surprised.
Despite his status, Li Wudao was not afraid of the mere Great Yu Dynasty.
However, to openly kill a prince on someone else's territory has a huge impact, and the royal family will inevitably have to do something.
"Yeah, kill."
Li Wudao nodded.
Anyone who dares to threaten those around him has undoubtedly crossed his bottom line. If he doesn't eliminate them soon, there's no telling when they might try to sabotage him from behind.
Sun Qian is the best example.
Last time he let it escape, which almost caused a disaster. This time he's determined to eliminate any potential problems.
It's just the Great Yu royal family, at worst they can change the dynasty!
"He's insane! This boy is definitely insane. How dare he kill a prince?"
"The royal family now only has two princes. Now that the second prince has been killed, His Majesty will definitely be furious. Even the Imperial Treasure Pavilion can't protect this kid."
"Just wait and see. In less than half an hour, the news will reach the palace, and then this young man will only face certain death!"
Many people gasped in disbelief, finding it utterly absurd and irrational.
"That little beast is incredibly audacious and outrageously arrogant!"
Wang Xu angrily rebuked him.
Now, within this vast imperial city, everyone probably knows that Li Wudao and his mother have been expelled from their family.
Therefore, the more powerful and dazzling his nephew's performance, the more it would embarrass him as the uncle, and the more people would ridicule the Wang family for being blind to his worth...
In contrast to his anger, Meng Zhenhu remained calm, saying, "Patriarch Wang, why are you angry? You should be happy."
"Brother Meng, what is the meaning of this?"
Wang Xu frowned, puzzled.
"This kid first seriously injured the senior brother of the Li Huo Sect, and now he has killed the second prince. Neither the Li Huo Sect nor the Da Yu royal family will let him go."
Meng Zhenhu toyed with the jade walnut in his left hand, his eyes narrowed, and said in a low voice, "With these two forces around, we might not even need to take action, and besides..."
As he spoke, his gaze fell on Shen Ming, and a slight smile appeared on his lips: "Patriarch Wang, if I remember correctly, you should have some connection with the Shen family, right?"
"There is some connection. My third wife is a concubine's daughter from the Shen family. Why did you suddenly bring this up, Brother Meng?"
Meng Zhenhu revealed a sinister sneer and gestured for Wang Xu to come closer and whisper in his ear.
"Brother Meng, is this... going to work?"
"Whether it works or not, we'll know once we try. With just a few words, we might be able to drag the Shen family and the Xuantian Sect into this mess. That way, that little brat will be doomed."
“In that case, we will do as Brother Meng says.”
Wang Xu's eyes lit up.
Immediately, he turned to his clansmen and whispered, "Quickly, inform His Majesty of the news here."
At this point, he hesitated for a moment, "Let's also talk to the Crown Prince."
"Yes, patriarch."
A young man from the Wang family responded and hurriedly got up and left.
This scene was witnessed by Pavilion Master Xiang Leping, whose expression turned solemn as he muttered to himself, "The fate of the imperial city is about to change..."