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Chapter 1226: Nangong Yan’s Astonishing Strength
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Chapter 1226: Chapter 1226: Nangong Yan’s Astonishing Strength

Whoosh...

Xiao Yi made a swift move, leaping onto the Martial Arts Arena.

At this moment, the arena was engulfed in roaring flames.

The immense Fire Blade that descended earlier left a massive Fire Trace on the arena.

On the Fire Trace, flames spread, sweeping across the surroundings.

This arena was specially constructed by the City Lord’s Mansion for the Four-direction Grand Competition.

It is fortified with special Prohibition powers, solid and exceptional.

Sufficient for Heavenly Talents and even some renowned Independent Martial Artists from the Four-direction Domain to fight freely.

It’s not hard to imagine the sheer power of that gigantic Fire Blade.

"The integration of Fire Dao and Sword Dao." Xiao Yi assessed his surroundings and nodded, "Quite impressive."

"Xiao Yi." Nangong Yan’s eyes turned icy cold upon seeing Xiao Yi enter the stage.

An icy glare filled with hatred and anger.

"Last time, at the inn, you luckily wounded me. I let it go for Miss Muxue’s sake."

"This time, you must repay me."

"Heh." Xiao Yi smiled faintly, saying nothing.

The Cold Flame Sword in his hand appeared out of thin air.

He didn’t want to say much to Nangong Yan, so it’s best to finish this quickly.

Speaking of which, the Four-direction Grand Competition is ultimately a contest among the Heavenly Talents and Martial Artists of major powers in the Four-direction Domain.

Originally, this grand event would take at least half a month to conclude.

However, Zheng Qing and Nangong Yan’s direct intervention undoubtedly sped up the competition.

On the way to the City Lord’s Mansion earlier, Xiao Yi talked with the Vice Hall Master; his transmission and promotion procedures should be completed in a day or two.

Just in time, when this grand competition ends early, he will also leave Four-direction City.

Boom...

At this moment, a surge of powerful booming sound erupted.

Nangong Yan gathered a Flame Sword in his hand; as it emerged, waves of fire swept forward.

Xiao Yi was unafraid, not even moving.

Yet, as the fire waves approached, they all froze several meters in front of him.

"Put away your lame Fire Control Technique, and attack directly with your sword." Xiao Yi said calmly.

"Lame Fire Control Technique? What a bold claim." A chorus of discussions arose from the spectator seats.

"Who dares to call the Young Master of the Nangong Family’s Fire Control Technique lame? This Xiao Yi is pretty audacious."

"Humph." Nangong Yan snorted coldly, attacking instantly on the arena.

His Flame Sword, ferociously swung toward Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi gripped his Cold Flame Sword, sweeping out a blast of Cold Sword Qi.

Their battle erupted in an instant.

On the Fang Family’s spectator seats, Fang Muxue frowned, looking at the Fang Family Master.

"Father, do you think Young Master Xiao Yi won’t face any unexpected challenges?"

"Heh." The Fang Family Master chuckled, "What unexpected challenge do you anticipate?"

Fang Muxue showed a worried expression, "This Nangong Yan, even Yuee Tian couldn’t last long against him and fell easily."

"Nangong Yan’s strength far exceeded my expectations."

The Fang Family Master shook his head, "In such an unequivocal battle, there’s no need to worry."

"With Xiao Yi’s cultivation record, not even the veteran experts from the Nangong Family would be able to stop him."

"However." The Fang Family Master suddenly furrowed his brows, "Throughout the Four-direction Domain, everyone knows of Xiao Yi’s terrifying combat achievements."

"Yet Nangong Yan dares to challenge him publicly, which is rather peculiar."

A nearby maid said, "Speaking of which, no one has seen Young Master Xiao Yi fight; perhaps the rumors exaggerated his prowess, and his true strength might not be as great."

"Possible." Fang Muxue nodded, "Last time at the inn, Nangong Yan didn’t exert all his strength."

"This time, perhaps he wants to test Young Master Xiao Yi’s abilities."

The Fang Family Master shook his head, "Anyway, watching will reveal the truth."

On the Martial Arts Arena.

Nangong Yan’s Sword Shadows overlapped, within them, the flames surged.

Xiao Yi’s sword moved effortlessly, while at the same time, starlight descended from the skies.

The dense starlight gathered on Xiao Yi, significantly enhancing his aura.

His sword, infused with starlight, was incredibly powerful.

Regarding Star Illusion Swordsmanship, Xiao Yi had just made a breakthrough, which was perfect for practice.

Clang... Clang...

The sword shadows clashed and collided.

Boom... Boom...

As the swords collided, it was also a confrontation between flame and starlight.

"Xiao Yi, this is your skill?" Nangong Yan mocked coldly as he landed blow after blow.

Clearly, in the confrontation between flame and starlight, the flames held a slight advantage.

The starlight scattered much of the flames, but the flames burned a significant amount of starlight.

Xiao Yi didn’t answer, observing the starlight as he battled, nodding slightly.

"It seems the power when seven thousand starlights converge reaches an approximate level of Seventh Layer of Saint King Realm strength."

Xiao Yi thought silently.

Next second, boom... the power of the starlight suddenly surged.

This time, the starlight completely suppressed the flames.

"Hmm." Xiao Yi nodded; this time, his Primordial Power was unleashed completely, with an additional boost from the Cold Flame Sword.

Meaning that now, without using the Blood Pill in his body or domain boosts, his cultivation wielding Star Illusion Swordsmanship displayed this level of strength.

Seeing the starlight suppressing the flames proved the power reaching roughly the Ninth Layer of Saint King Realm.

"Alright, do you have any other techniques?" Xiao Yi asked indifferently.

Nangong Yan wasn’t a fool and naturally understood Xiao Yi’s meaning, his expression turning icy cold.

"You dare to be arrogant?"

"Fire Devours Heaven." Nangong Yan roared, his Flame Sword sweeping down heavily.

Boom...

An immense Fire Sea suddenly appeared.

Within the Fire Sea, turbulent movements surged, followed by fiery waves rolling upward.

Rapidly rotating flames filled with fury, destructive energy along with intense high-temperature flames; the power was incredibly strong.

Clang...

Xiao Yi shook his head, losing the desire to fight.

The Cold Flame Sword in his hand swung, cold white light rapidly passed, and the incoming flames instantly dispersed.

Looking closely, a chilling bloody power had infused the sword.

"The battle can end." Xiao Yi said coldly.

"Yes, it can indeed end." Nangong Yan suddenly smirked coldly.

"Hmm?" Xiao Yi furrowed his brows; intuition told him something was amiss.

Nangong Yan smirked coldly; the flame sword in his hand suddenly blazed brightly.

Originally merely a flame-condensed sword, it now was continually solidifying.

"You think I don’t know you’re using me to practice?"

"That day, you could injure the two Martial Arts Emperors from the Nangong Family with a single attack; you think I don’t know you possess the strength of a Martial Arts Emperor?"

Nangong Yan looked smug, "Now, you won’t get a chance to unleash your full power."

As he spoke.

The sword in Nangong Yan’s hand suddenly became ’real’, no longer merely a flame consolidation, but akin to a genuine sharp sword.

"Sword Fire... Unrivaled." Cold words emerged from Nangong Yan’s mouth.

Boom... Instantly, the surrounding flames went berserk.

The risen flames, with impressive temperatures, were again filled with the astonishing sharpness of Sword Dao.

Almost in an instant, the immense flames had engulfed Xiao Yi.

"Not good." Face changing, Fang Family Master’s complexion altered.

"Such a powerful sword indicates it fully stepped into the realm of Martial Arts Emperor."

"No, not just that, this one sword could easily kill an ordinary Martial Arts Emperor."

"What?" Fang Muxue’s face turned alarmed.

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First Chapter.

Second and third Chapters, maybe best not to wait; I can only promise to finish the writing ASAP, post whenever finished.

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