Diligence System: From Servant to Martial King-Chapter 364 - 279: Astounding Skill, Captivating Eyes, Seizing First Prize, Bountiful Gains

Chapter 364: Chapter 279: Astounding Skill, Captivating Eyes, Seizing First Prize, Bountiful Gains

Nangong Liuli’s beautiful eyes gazed over, seeing Li Xian step onto the stage for the competition, and her joy was indescribable. Among the many Flower Cage Sect bandits, Li Xian was the only one she found agreeable.

She couldn’t help but worry. Fixing her gaze, she wanted to cheer him on, to say, "Kill these Flower Cage Sect villains for me," but she was constrained by the restrictions of the Rainbow Attire, rendering her body tense and unmoving. The words reached her lips but turned into silent prayers in her heart.

Li Xian cupped his hands in a salute. His opponent, a man over thirty, dressed in luxurious attire, with an Order at his waist, was named "Du Tiechang."

After exchanging false courtesies, they both made their moves. Li Xian avoided his opponent’s sharp edge, responding cautiously over several moves, quickly discerning Du Tiechang’s style, estimating that defeating him would not be difficult.

Du Tiechang, seeing there was some back and forth, noticed Li Xian’s youthful appearance and, at such a young age, such prowess was truly remarkable. He advanced three steps, thrusting both palms forward aggressively, with immense momentum, like a tsunami. This was the initial gesture of the "Stabilizing Wave Palm." The Stabilizing Wave Palm was heavy and solid, requiring a calm mind when executed, suggesting that Du Tiechang was prepared for a prolonged fight.

Li Xian sidestepped, countering with three punches. His punches were cunning and strange, resembling the agility of a flying snake leaping, adding to the sudden and agile shift in force lines of the "Four Directions Fist." With three bangs, the punches landed on Du Tiechang’s left shoulder, abdomen, and chest. Li Xian’s Inner Qi was both concentrated and turbulent. His physical power was both fierce and precise.

Years of honing had made him extremely formidable.

Du Tiechang was instantly sent flying, rolling off the stage. Unable to resist, he lifted his clothes to find three sunken, bruised spots on his shoulder, abdomen, and chest, with residual concentrated Inner Qi. In his haste, he had utilized the "Body Harmony Technique" for protection but couldn’t withstand it in the slightest, gazing in disbelief.

Nangong Liuli exclaimed joyfully, "Great! Wonderful... oh... so itchy." She almost stood up, but her acupuncture points were constricted, feeling itchy and tingly.

Frustrated beyond measure, she dared not move recklessly. Her eyes brimmed with tears, wondering who would dare to humiliate her in this state.

Shi Yufei nodded slightly in secret, paying a bit more attention. Ye Cheng and Meng Han glanced slightly but were not particularly concerned. The Flower Cage Sect conducted banditry and lived absurdly, neglecting martial arts cultivation.

Lacking in all things like music, chess, calligraphy, and painting.

Arranging the grand meeting should naturally be simple, setting up the stage for combat, where the victor holds sway.

After winning the first round, Li Xian retreated to the shade of a tree. With a leap, he lay across a branch, observing the ongoing duels, contemplating:

"The Flower Cage Sect is a mixed bag, with some extremely formidable opponents. I should hide my skills as much as possible, avoiding drawing attention. But when the time comes, I shouldn’t hesitate either."

And so it went.

After several more bouts, defeating opponents with basic martial arts each time, he continuously triumphed, yet no one noticed him. Only Shi Yufei frowned slightly, taking a few extra glances.

Nangong Liuli was naturally delighted to see his successive victories. But seeing him win so commonly, seemingly relying solely on an exquisite fist technique, she couldn’t help but add to her worries that if he encountered a formidable opponent, wouldn’t he be quickly defeated?

The Flower Cage Sect’s disciples were scattered across the world, but fewer than one in a hundred could gather at the Water Altar. This was due to the Water Altar’s secretive access and widely dispersed disciples, unlike typical sects.

The battles grew increasingly fierce. About half an hour later, Li Xian stepped onto the stage again, facing a woman named "Zeng Xiaoke." She was a fellow disciple of the previously encountered "Qu Xiao You."

This woman was highly skilled in using poison, refining a pair of toxic palms. With her palms, she sent forth dense toxic fog, black with a faint purple hue. It spread fiercely.

Her cultivation was at the Food Essence Realm. For years, she had been refining her toxic palms, having gone through several battles where opponents perished under her palms. She now moved with intent to kill.

Her vicious methods, combined with her beautiful appearance and womanhood, drew all the spectators’ attention.

The onlookers sighed:

"This one’s doomed, facing Zeng Xiaoke... Her toxic palms, even a slight graze, bring the threat of death."

"It’ll take figures like Ding Zelin, Wolf Saber... to contend with her toxic palms."

"Her move ’Fog Gathering Smoke Lock’ shrouds her whole body, making it difficult for opponents to get close. Not to mention ordinary disciples, even Second Realm martial artists without countermeasures can only look on in despair, utterly helpless."

Li Xian, if he "gathered Three Flowers on the Tip and exhaled Clear Qi," could easily disperse the toxic gas. Yet he dodged several palms, repeatedly retreating, never directly engaging. When Zeng Xiaoke grew impatient, he suddenly spat a mist of blood.

The blood mist, upon contact with the poison, turned black and murky, breeding corrupt parasites, proving the poison infiltrated the bloodstream and, with even a trace of it, made the blood entirely worthless.

Li Xian was astonished: "This toxic fog contains poison and tiny eggs, which, when exposed to blood, the poison activates the eggs, causing them to hatch, instantly consuming the blood."

His sharp eyes observed that Zeng Xiaoke’s fingernails harbored four mother insects. With each palm strike, the mother insects secretly released eggs. This palm technique was called "Ten Thousand Poison Palms," "Moth Killing Claw."

The two martial arts complemented each other. Even if opponents dared not engage directly, the eggs drifted into the air, transforming into moths for an aerial attack. By then, the sky would be filled with toxic moths, scattering venomous fluff... how formidable.

Zeng Xiaoke was extremely pleased with herself. She once used this "Ten Thousand Poison Palms" and "Moth Killing Claw" combination to capture and kill a beautiful and well-known heroine of Huaiyin Prefecture. The heroine, if caught by other Flower Cage Sect members, could still have a chance to survive. Being captured and killed by Zeng Xiaoke was truly tragic, leaving her body unrecognizable, turning entirely into sustenance for the toxic moths.

Ye Cheng’s expression darkened slightly: "The Poison Flower Daoist’s toxins have become even more potent. But truly, why doesn’t she manage her disciples better? With such malicious intentions, who can survive?"

Meng Han chuckled: "Our Flower Cage Sect isn’t exactly some righteous sect. Once on stage, death and injury are inevitable."

Liu Yu shook his head and said, "As true as that may be... yet in the future, when seeking and capturing flowers, using this move would indeed be a waste."