These two people are also sixth-level warriors, and their strength is no weaker than theirs. The people who attacked Li Xuan immediately separated into two people to resist Lu Zifeng's attack!
Li Xuan looked at the man who was rushing towards him, with a smile on his face, and then took out a silver needle. Infused with his internal energy, it shot out like a stream of light, killing the Japanese warrior.
The Japanese warrior who was attacked by the silver needle only felt a sense of danger coming, but could not see the silver needle that was shot. Under the terrifying sense of crisis, his expression became frightened.
Suddenly, his expression froze, and he jumped in the air, fell straight down, and fell heavily to the ground.
The remaining Japanese warriors looked horrified when they saw this situation.
Li Xuan rushed to one of the Japanese warriors with a smile on his face.
Li Xuan was very fast, and when he rushed in front of the Japanese warrior, the Japanese warrior finally reacted, with a hint of astonishment in his eyes.
"If you still want to be arrogant in our land of China, you little devil, do you really think that China has no one?"
Li Xuan struck out with a heavy punch, hitting the Japanese warrior's chest with one punch. A muffled sound was heard immediately, and a large area of the Japanese warrior's chest was dented. His liver and gallbladder were torn apart, and his internal organs were shattered and he died.
Seeing this, the remaining three people couldn't help but feel a deep sense of powerlessness in their hearts. Li Xuan was really too strong. Two of them had already died in just a few breaths.
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The three of them turned around and ran away into the distance, trying to escape from the battlefield.
I originally thought that they had six sixth-level warriors who were no match for them, but I didn't expect that this ugly young man was so powerful.
"If you want to escape, you need my permission!"
Li Xuan took long strides, his figure flashed, and in the blink of an eye, he came to a Japanese warrior and punched him in the back.
Du Shuiyue and Lu Zifeng also worked together to beat a Japanese warrior until he lost the ability to move.
When the last Japanese warrior saw this situation, he knew that he could not escape, so he rushed towards Li Xuan like a desperate man.
But this was undoubtedly a mantis arm blocking the car. The silver light flashed past. This Japanese warrior had a blood spot the size of a sesame seed on his eyebrows and fell straight backwards.
Lu Zifeng walked up, looked at Li Xuan in shock, and couldn't help but exclaimed: "Brother, you are so powerful, you, are you still a sixth-level warrior?"
"It's probably because these little devils are too weak!" Li Xuan said.
Lu Zifeng couldn't help but became speechless. This Japanese kid was not weak at all.
"There is still a living person here, what needs to be done?" Lu Zifeng asked.
Du Shuiyue looked at the Japanese warrior lying on the ground and kept wailing, and said, "How about we let him go? He looks quite pitiful!"
But before he finished speaking, Li Xuan said from the side: "Throw it directly into the valley."
"He's already like this and no longer poses a threat to us, so don't kill innocent people indiscriminately!"
When Li Xuan heard this, he couldn't help but laugh sarcastically: "No wonder there is a popular saying now, which is called "Kill the Holy Mother first in troubled times. This is a wise saying!"
Anyone could hear these words full of sarcasm, and Du Shuiyue's face suddenly turned ugly.
"You, why are you talking like this? He is no longer a threat to us. If you still kill him, isn't it killing innocent people indiscriminately?" Du Shuiyue said with an angry look.
Li Xuan showed a trace of ridicule on his face and said: "I am thinking about you. He also said just now that there are other Japanese warriors coming to participate in this martial arts ceremony. I heard that they are from the Baqi family and dare to bring them from Japan.
If a team comes to participate in the martial arts ceremony, the person taking the lead must have some strength!"
"When they learn that you killed him, will they want revenge?"
Hearing what Li Xuan said, Lu Zifeng on the side immediately drew out his dagger and stabbed the dagger directly into the wailing Japanese warrior lying on the ground, then dragged him and threw him into the valley.
"Brother Xiaoqiang is right. I heard that the Baqi family is a famous martial arts family in Japan. The head of the family is even more powerful. I heard that he has already entered the realm of a grand master. The person who came to China to lead the team this time is definitely strong.
It's not simple!" Lu Zifeng said.
After hearing what his senior brother said, Du Shuiyue could only shut up.
After taking care of the scene, the group moved forward again, walking for more than two hours. In the afternoon, Li Xuan and the others finally arrived at a very vast valley, Lianyun Valley.
This valley is the headquarters of the Martial Arts Association. The Martial Arts Association is an organization jointly established by the Yinmen in the secular world.
Lianyun Valley has only one entrance, and the ground is paved with stone bricks. It looks very clean and bright. At the entrance of the valley, there are many people lining up here, almost all of them warriors.
Li Xuan and the others also lined up to enter the valley, which was built to be quite prosperous, just like a resort.
In the center of the valley, there are several arenas, which should be specially built for competitions in martial arts ceremonies. Surrounding the arena, many high-rise buildings are located here, which are hotels used to accommodate people participating in martial arts ceremonies.
It has to be said that the Wulin Grand Ceremony is a prestigious event for today's martial arts practitioners. There is a dense crowd, estimated to be several thousand people, but most of them are low-level warriors who come to watch the fun. The proportion of people who actually come to participate in the Wulin Grand Ceremony is still relatively small.
Thinking about it, it is getting more and more difficult to practice nowadays, and it is more and more difficult to accumulate internal strength. If you want to practice, most of them can only rely on some precious medicinal materials. If you want to practice to become a high-level warrior, you must consume huge resources and accumulate them.
Then Li Xuan, Lu Zifeng and the others went to the building of the Warriors Association and signed up for this martial arts ceremony.
The procedure is very simple. As long as the strength of a sixth-level warrior is verified, regardless of origin, only the bone age is tested. After registration, you will get a numbered brand.
"This martial arts ceremony is held for three days. The first day is the preliminary round. As long as you can win the red ball in one of the three arenas, you will be considered advanced."
"On the first day, there are a total of 100 red balls. If you capture one, you will enter the semi-finals. On the second day, there will be only 50 red balls. Only those who get the red balls will enter the finals and the real ranking will be determined."
"Everyone who passes the preliminary round will receive a medicinal material presented by the Warriors Association. If you enter the finals, it will be even more generous."
"I heard that the first place is a 500-year-old ginseng!"
Li Xuan's eyes immediately lit up when he heard the words five-hundred-year-old ginseng. Five-hundred-year-old ginseng is rare and hard to come by. It cannot be measured by price. Even if you have money, you can't buy it.