For people like this who come to the door looking for a beating, Li Hunyuan has always been very happy to oblige. When he is in a bad mood, who can refuse the sandbags sent by a kind person?
He looked up at the young swordsmen in front of him and said:
"What state are you in?"
The young swordsman at the head said quite proudly:
"We are all in the Dongxuan Middle Grade!"
For such a young Dongxuan middle-grade swordsman, it is not an exaggeration to call him a genius. If Ning Que had not had the help of Guihe Academy, he might not have been able to defeat these guys in front of him. More importantly, they were still sword masters.
The reputation of Liu Bai's disciple alone has already made countless people fear him.
Li Hunyuan nodded and said:
"Well, wait a moment, let me adjust the realm first?"
"What??"
The young man at the head was confused. He didn't know what the other party meant. What did it mean to adjust the realm? Can such a thing as realm be adjusted?
But when he saw Li Hunyuan displaying the aura of a middle-grade Dongxuan, he understood. He said with some surprise:
"You...you...made a breakthrough?"
No wonder he was surprised. As far as he knew, Li Hunyuan's realm not long ago was the realm of non-confusion, and he reached the middle level of Dongxuan so quickly? Li Hunyuan did not answer him, but said to himself:
"Are you a swordsman? Well, I'll use the sword too."
Li Hunyuan hooked his fingers, and a sword fell directly into his hand as if it had life. He danced a few sword flowers and said:
"Come on, don't waste time"
Li Hunyuan didn't even bother to choose a venue, and started fighting with her opponent in the tavern. For a while, the sword energy was everywhere.
However, such a fierce battle only lasted a few seconds and ended. Three seconds later, the leading young swordsman fell to the ground.
After a few more seconds, the other two swordsmen also bowed their heads and admitted defeat. Their faces were swollen by Li Hunyuan's sword.
After another flashy sword swing, Li Hunyuan inserted the sword into the wooden board and left without looking back. He defeated a few trash, which was nothing to be happy about. Not long after he left, the tavern collapsed!
However, these three swordsmen of the Southern Jin Dynasty were just the beginning. There were far more people who wanted to defeat Li Hunyuan and rise to the throne. No, before they had even taken two steps on the street, a middle-aged bald monk stopped him.
In front of Li Hunyuan.
"I am Taoji of Baita Temple, please enlighten me!"
Baita Temple is one of the holy places of Yuelun Kingdom, with a very high status, but it is more famous for its abbot, Qu Ni, the national master of Yuelun Kingdom.
Ever since her son died in the wasteland, she had been trying to pin the blame on the academy. However, she did not dare to attack the Tang Dynasty directly because there was no evidence. Now that she heard that Li Hunyuan had become the president of the academy, naturally,
He would not give up and directly sent out a handful of experts from Baita Temple to bring bad luck to Li Hunyuan.
Although this middle-aged bald man is obviously no longer a member of the younger generation, Baita Temple will not care about this. After all, it has always been their tradition to use the big to bully the small.
As usual, Li Hunyuan asked:
"What state are you in?"
"The poor monk has been practicing hard for more than thirty years and has reached the peak of Dongxuan!"
He nodded slightly. After thirty years of hard training, he had reached the peak of Dongxuan. It looked like he was half useless. The aura on his body circulated again and became stronger. Then in the shocked eyes of the other party, Li Hunyuan's aura instantly climbed to
The peak of Dongxuan.
"you?!
However, what shocked Daoji even more was yet to come. Li Hunyuan's aura was as round and thick as the earth, and there was a vague light of Buddha appearing around him. This was clearly the unique sign of a Buddhist monk, and it was carved out of the same mold as his aura.
The same!
"How is that possible? Are you a Buddhist?"
Is this different from what I said before? Isn’t the other party a great swordsman?
Li Hunyuan didn't answer him. She had seen that kind of gaze too much and started to feel numb. She slowly stretched out her palm and said softly:
"Tianqing's big hand seal!"
The huge golden palm was blasted out, and the strong wind swept the entire neighborhood in an instant. It was the Tianqing Sect's special skill, Tianqing's big hand seal. Daoji still used all his strength to resist, but the purpose of the big hand was beyond him.
He thought that such power was far beyond what he could use by himself.
After a while, the world was spinning, and the winner was decided. Even though the opponent tried his best to resist, his defense was still broken by this unique move! He vomited blood and fell to the ground in an instant.
Standing up with difficulty, Daoji said in shock:
"How do you know the Tianqing Mahamudra of my Buddhist sect?"
Li Hunyuan walked to Dao Ji and said:
"If you want to know, let your people walk around the world and ask, you... can't do it!"
The master at the peak of Dongxuan was still killed instantly by Li Hunyuan.
After that, every time Li Hunyuan met a monk who came to challenge him, he would ask in advance, "What state are you in?", and then in the other person's surprised eyes, he would be in the same state as the other person. And not only the state but also the other person's state.
The training sects of the other party are exactly the same. Are you a great swordsman? It just so happens that I am too! Are you a Buddhist? Isn't this a coincidence? Me too! Are you a great mind master? I told you earlier, I am too.
What's even more outrageous is that even if they are in the same realm and have the same unique skills, no one can survive three rounds on Li Hunyuan.
As Li Hunyuan defeats more and more people, more and more mysteries surround him, constantly refreshing other people's perceptions. No one knows how many secret techniques he knows, and no one knows the realm he can reach.
Where the limit is, his realm, depends on his opponent, not himself.
The next day, Li Hunyuan traveled around the Southern Jin Dynasty as usual. As expected, he met a new challenger. However, this challenger was a little different from the others. His hair and beard were all white.
Looking at his age, he was obviously over ten years old. More importantly, the old man was wearing the religious robes of Xiling Guangming Hall, and there were several believers following him, so he was obviously of high status.
Passers-by saluted reverently after seeing such an old man.
The reason why he is so respectful is because the other party is the priest of Guangming Palace in Xiling. In Guangming Palace, his status is second only to Zhao Yun, the great priest of Guangming.