Everyone around them exclaimed. They didn't expect that Su Li actually dared to come to the martial arts stage. Is this guy really not afraid of death?
The Confucian martial arts stage has always been used to resolve conflicts. Once you get on it, life or death will matter.
Even if Su Li is beaten to death by Wang Shengqi, I am afraid that the Eternal Immortal Palace will not be able to cause trouble to the Confucian sect, and now that the Lingxi Mountain event is about to take place, Su Li seems to be the only one from the Eternal Immortal Palace to attend the Lingxi Mountain event.
If Su Li is injured in any way, it will mean that Su Li will most likely miss the Lingxi Mountain event.
This is not good news.
"As expected, you came anyway."
Wang Shengqi's face was soft and he looked like a humble gentleman. He opened and closed the folding fan in his hand slightly and fanned himself gently.
A breeze came from the fan, but it was so cold and biting, it seemed to represent Wang Shengqi's anger.
"Senior Brother Wang, stop talking nonsense. I'm very unhappy right now, and I just need a fight to resolve it."
Su Li said angrily.
The majestic Martial God was thoroughly utilized by Qing Lingtian. The Eternal Immortal Palace needed to rely on Su Li to participate in the Lingxi Mountain event, and it also needed Su Li to get one of the top three spots.
All these things made Su Li feel like he was being calculated, so Su Li was very unhappy.
"Haha, Junior Brother Su, don't be so arrogant. You have to know that there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world!"
Wang Shengqi narrowed his eyes and stared at Su Li coldly.
"I can give you another chance. If you are willing to kneel down and apologize to Wenxuan now, and apologize to me, then I can forget about it and let the matter be over for today, how about that?"
Hearing Wang Shengqi's words, many people in the stands around him burst into laughter.
Su Li is just a person in the middle stage of Dan Formation, while Wang Shengqi is in the middle stage of Nascent Soul. This gap is insurmountable even if it is not a huge chasm.
Su Li's delusion of defeating Wang Shengqi was just a dream.
At this moment, there were cold looks in Su Li's eyes. Wang Shengqi was arrogant and his words were completely out of his mind.
Make Su Li kneel down?
I'm afraid Wang Shengqi is not qualified yet.
"I don't want my words to be spoken a second time."
Su Li took a deep breath and said calmly, "Isn't it just a fight? So much nonsense?"
So does Wang Shengqi really think he is someone?
He was just a Confucian disciple, and Su Li didn't take him seriously.
"Since Junior Brother Su insists on asking for a lesson, then Senior Brother will naturally not be stingy."
"It's just that there is no big or small thing on the martial arts stage. If you hurt your junior brother's limbs, don't blame him."
Wang Shengqi's face froze, and then he said sadly.
"Since Junior Brother Su is only at the middle stage of Dan Formation, I can't take advantage of you as a brother. In this way, I suppress my own state, just like you. If you can defeat me, I will ask Wenxuan to kneel down and apologize to you!"
Wang Shengqi smiled coldly, and Wenxuan on the side twitched his lips. Why did he get involved with him?
However, Wenxuan didn't believe that Su Li could defeat Wang Shengqi, so he patted his chest confidently and agreed.
"I'm so tired talking to you."
Su Li shook his head. Since he was on the martial arts stage, he shouldn't talk so much nonsense.
Wang Shengqi said so much just because he wanted to express himself in front of everyone, so that he would appear to be more on the side of justice.
After all, it was just a matter of leaving Su Li on an unjust side.
Thinking of this, Su Li smiled coldly and immediately patted the sword box beside him.
"Senior Brother Wang, I understand!"
Su Li made an indifferent sound, and immediately twelve eight-way demon-suppressing swords roared out, flying in the air in an instant. The expression of Confucian disciple Wang Shengqi changed, and he was suddenly shocked.
He had suppressed his strength to the realm of pill formation, but he didn't expect that Su Li actually knew the sword-controlling skills of the Sword Sect.
"You actually know how to handle a sword!"
Wang Shengqi was extremely shocked.
After a while, Wang Shengqi suddenly tapped the folding fan in his hand, swinging out a Bafang Demon-Suppressing Sword, and swung it towards Su Li.
This blow landed directly on Su Li's forehead. The folding fan in Wang Shengqi's hand was a spiritual treasure. If it was hit, Su Li would probably faint in an instant.
Wang Shengqi wanted to win by surprise, but Su Li naturally wouldn't give him this chance.
"when--"
A sword sound instantly appeared, and a Bafang Demon Suppressing Sword appeared in Su Li's hand, and he suddenly blocked the blow.
"Mantra, one hit will hit!"
The next moment, a few words came out of Wang Shengqi's mouth, and a mysterious aura suddenly hit his face.
Su Li wanted to pick up the Bafang Demon Suppressing Sword to fight back, but there was a force in the dark that restrained Su Li's hands.
Wang Shengqi smiled coldly, and without hesitation, he folded the fan in his hand and patted Su Li's forehead again.
"Boy, if you don't go down the stairs, if you don't eat the toast, you will be fined with wine. Now that you are knocked down, don't blame me!"
Wang Shengqi's cold voice suddenly struck, Su Li looked startled, let go of the Bafang Demon Suppressing Sword, and instantly squeezed his palm with five fingers, and a powerful spiritual power covered it.
"Palm, destroy mountains and rivers!"
The power of heaven-level martial arts was suddenly released in an instant. With the help of the power of the mantra, the folding fan in Wang Shengqi's hand would definitely be able to hit Su Li.
But Su Li gave up his defense and his life-threatening style of play would also hit Wang Shengqi.
If this continues, both sides will suffer losses.
"Damn it!"
Wang Shengqi looked stunned, and immediately took back the folding fan in his hand angrily. He didn't expect that Su Li would dare to fight with him like this.
"You crazy person!"
Wang Shengqi retreated continuously, but Su Li had no intention of letting him go.
In an instant, this palm technique fell on Wang Shengqi's chest, and suddenly powerful spiritual power roared out, and a golden light shone instantly.
"boom--"
The bright light made everyone present close their eyes.
Among them, Li Changge, the senior brother of the Bingpo Sect, was sitting not far away, with a sneer in his heart.
"This Wang Shengqi dares to suppress his own strength when dealing with Su Li. He is simply seeking death!"
Li Changge said with great gloom in his heart.
Previously in the Ice Soul Sect, Li Changge had arrogantly suppressed his own strength, but in the end, he was pressed harder by Su Li, making him very embarrassed.
Now, that god-level disciple of the Confucian sect dares to do this, which is tantamount to asking for trouble.
"Sisi——"
Threads of spiritual energy spread over Wang Shengqi's body, and the white robe on Wang Shengqi's body was damaged.
The Confucian sect is so powerful that the white robe worn by each disciple is equivalent to a spiritual treasure, and the spiritual treasure on Wang Shengqi can withstand three attacks from the Nascent Soul realm.
But under Su Li's palm, this white robe was actually damaged.