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Chapter 316 A little show of skill
It was already late when Li Ming left the library. Others did not want to disturb Li Ming's preparations for battle, so they did not disturb him. Only Fa Zheng came to his house, and the two had a detailed discussion.

Li Ming silently hid some of his insights into the innate realm during the conversation. He thought that with Master Fa Zheng's comprehension, he would be able to gain some insights during his future practice.

Fa Zheng then asked, "Ming Xin, your method of restraining the breath is truly miraculous. I sat in meditation for a whole day today, and surprisingly, not a single innate person noticed that I had broken the mirror."

Seeing the smile on Master Fa Zheng's face, Li Ming quickly said, "This is something I stumbled upon while traveling. Master, it's good that you know it to yourself. It's a good thing that others haven't paid much attention to you, otherwise I might not be able to hide it. Well, after all, the Eastern Demon has escaped. Although there has been no movement in a year, we have to be on guard. When the time comes, Master, you might be our trump card for counterattack! I'm sorry to have wronged you."

This is why Li Ming asked Fa Zheng to restrain his aura and pretend that he had not made a breakthrough. He regarded Fa Zheng as a trump card of Guangde Temple. After all, he was an innate, and it would be of great use if he caught the enemy by surprise!

It’s just a pity for Uncle Master Fa Zheng, who has to continue to hide his cultivation and cannot enjoy the innate treatment.

Fa Zheng smiled slightly and said, "Mingxin, you have thought it through. My personal honor and disgrace as a monk is not worth mentioning. It is right for you to leave a legacy for Guangde Temple!"

That is Fa Zheng, a man of integrity who has always wanted to develop Guangde Temple, so he highly approves of Li Ming's suggestion.

Afterwards, the two chatted for a while, talking about some things in the temple. There was inevitably a bit of sadness in their words. Fa Zheng sighed and then made the excuse that it was getting late and Li Ming had to fight a big battle tomorrow, so he asked Li Ming to go back to his room to rest.

Only after Li Ming left did Fa Zheng shake his head and sigh in the room.

"Alas, such a talented and kind-hearted child, what a pity, what a pity. Guangde Temple should not have kept him. He should have soared into the sky. As his elders, how could we cut off his wings?"

Li Ming sat quietly all night, half asleep, his mind calm, but he was adjusting his condition to the best to prepare for the martial arts competition finals!

Although Li Ming doesn't think he will lose, this is a respect for his opponent!

After dawn, everyone set out for the competition venue.

There were changes at this time. It was still the chain boats and twelve arenas.

There are only 24 contestants left today, so the rules are naturally not as crude as yesterday's. The 24 contestants draw lots to fight against each other, the winners advance to the top 12, and the losers fight in a melee to select another 4, a total of 16, who will fight again to list the top 8.

This is the morning schedule, followed by a lunch break, and the schedule continues in the afternoon to determine the quarterfinals, semifinals, and the top three rankings.

As for the draw and grouping, that was yesterday's thing. Today we just need to compete one by one according to the groups divided yesterday.

As usual, Iron Lion went up and talked a lot of nonsense, but it was much faster than yesterday. He just introduced the competition system and then left.

"Please welcome the A-level contestant to the stage. The two opponents are Li Ang from the Sanhe Gang and Fang Yuan from the independent group!"

Li Ming chuckled and shook his head. He wondered if it was because Fang Yuan and the Sanhe Gang had a conflicting luck. First, Fang Yuan defeated Wang Dong, causing him to lose the bubble match. Now, Li Ang was facing him in the first match. Really?
After all, Li Ang is only at the second level of acquired cultivation. If they really fight, he and Wang Dong are on par with each other. Yesterday, Wang Dong lost to Fang Yuan, and now that Li Ang meets him, he will most likely lose as well!
Li Ang didn't think he was doomed to lose. After all, Fang Yuan had concealed his strength yesterday. Before going on stage, Li Ang said, "I'll help you avenge your grudge. Leave it to me!"

"Please welcome the B-ranked contestants to the stage. The two opponents are Lin Feng, the successor of the Taixuan Sword, and Nangong Yu of the Nangong family!"

Lin Feng bowed to the people around him, and landed on the ring with a light tap of his toes. Nangong Yu was still dressed in white, handsome and handsome, looking like a rich second-generation young man in troubled times. However, he stepped in the air as if dancing, with a graceful posture. He also used light skills, but he looked much better than Lin Feng.

Nangong Yu's face was filled with bitterness. He cupped his hands and said, "I was defeated by Brother Lin a few days ago. I know I am no match for him, but today I have no choice. I must fight you again. Please!!!"

Lin Feng nodded, his eyes cold as he slowly drew out his sword, his sword intent making people's hair stand on end.

"Please welcome the C-rank contestant to the ring. The two opponents are the chivalrous monk Mingxin of Guangde Temple and the Vajra monk Zhikong. It's amazing that these two great Buddhist disciples meet so early in the morning. Let's wait and see!"

Li Ming smiled at the others around him, and also leaped up without any frills, landing lightly on the ring. Opposite him was a young monk in a gray robe, with a firm and serious expression.

Yesterday, Li Ming had learned that this monk was the younger generation of the drunken monk, and that he had mastered three of the techniques of the Infinite Stele-Smashing Hand, otherwise he would not have been able to break out of the siege.

The drunken monk in the audience shook his head helplessly. After all, Li Ming's innate strength was unquestionable. Even the weakest level of innate strength was not something Zhikong could deal with. Moreover, Li Ming had an excellent record before his breakthrough. No matter how you looked at it, he was not the kind of person with extremely poor combat power.

One can only hope that Li Ming and Gu Nian, since they are both Buddhist disciples, will not let Zhikong lose too badly.

Hong San tried to comfort him, saying, "There will still be four spots left among the twelve losers. Zhikong has a strong foundation, so there's still some hope."

The old scholar continued to speak venomously, "If you can't win by taking one out of two, you think you have a chance by taking four out of twelve?"

"Will you die if you keep quiet?" Hong San rolled his eyes and said, "It's because your daughter isn't here, otherwise I don't believe you could say that."

Regardless of the comments from the audience, the two people on the stage met each other and put their hands together and chanted "Amitabha" at the same time.

Zhikong gave a bitter laugh and said, "It seems that I have to stop here. I hope Brother Mingxin will show mercy!"

Li Ming could only smile. After all, he couldn't just give up and let you advance to the finals. So he said, "It's not completely hopeless. Come on, let me see your boundless stone-breaking skills!"

Zhikong nodded and slowly walked towards Li Ming. With every step he took, his momentum rose. In just a dozen steps, his momentum continued to rise, like wave after wave of waves that became more and more violent and turbulent as they rolled. Suddenly, the angry waves exploded.

Zhikong's momentum reached a certain limit, and he suddenly increased his speed, his steps changing from slow walking to rapid sprinting, bang, bang, bang!

Zhikong's feet stepped on the ring, making a deafening sound, like an elephant rolling over and rushing out, truly worthy of the name of King Kong!
"Roar!"

With a roar, Zhikong leaped up and slapped out with one palm, and a faint golden color spread across his palm.

Zhikong's eyes were wide open with anger, and he looked majestic and powerful, showing off his fierce aura, like an angry Vajra. The wind from his palm was so strong that it seemed to bring with it the sound of faint thunder.

The infinite stone-smashing hand!
"Good!" Li Ming secretly exclaimed in his heart. He was afraid that none of the fellow monks in Guangde Temple could reach his level. The combination of Qi and strength, momentum and spirit, and the accumulation of momentum before attacking were natural. He was a good disciple taught by the drunken monk!

Li Ming smiled slightly, with a look of approval on his face. He bent his legs and moved his palms. Thousand Leaves and Thousand Hands, Great Compassion and Great Mercy, the secret Thousand Leaves Hands of Great Compassion and Great Mercy of Guangde Temple, faced off head-on with the Infinite Stele-Smashing Hands!
If Zhikong is a furious Vajra with terrifying power, then Li Ming's move is like that of a compassionate Bodhisattva. His movements are a bit softer than Mingxin's, like raging waves hitting the sea. The sea's boundless mind cannot be shaken by a wave!
At this moment, he did not use the quality of his innate qi to overwhelm others with his realm, but instead controlled the strength of his battle record to a level comparable to Zhikong's, and competed with him with moves.

With a palm strike, Li Ming's mind seemed to be in harmony with the true meaning of this move. It was so compassionate that it actually dissolved Zhikong's courageous momentum invisibly. A soft palm force surrounded him layer by layer, turning steel into soft silk, layer by layer. Before the two palms met, Zhikong's move that had been built up for a long time was almost gone, and could only be blocked on Li Ming's palm.

Li Ming gently grasped his hand, then said, "Straightness is easily broken. This is an eternal truth. Your Infinite Stele-Smashing Hand is too straight and too firm, but not gentle enough. Only by combining strength with gentleness, yin and yang, can you reach the next level. Do you understand?"

This is not just empty talk. In the Thousand Leaves Hand of Great Compassion just now, Li Ming has fully demonstrated the power of both hardness and softness in front of him. Only by experiencing it personally in actual combat can it resonate with people!
Li Ming has just demonstrated this move himself. If he still can't understand it, then there's nothing he can do.

Zhikong frowned at first, then relaxed his brows. He nodded thoughtfully at Li Ming, bowed, and walked off the stage. One move!
With only one move, Li Ming conquered the Drunken Monk's disciple. If he had suppressed him with the innate realm, there would be nothing to say. But everyone present here, not to mention these innate masters, just the elders of these powerful sects, each of them has a sharp eye and has been in the world for decades. Naturally, they can see that Li Ming is showing mercy, and even the strength he used is still inferior to Zhikong. But even so, it only took a single move for Zhikong to leave the ring so willingly. How incredible is this in the eyes of others!

The audience had different expressions. Some were shocked, some were stunned, and some were suspicious... There were all kinds of expressions. It can be seen that the impact of Li Ming's move was no less than an earthquake.

Now everyone seemed to suddenly remember that this little monk named Mingxin had been ranked second on the Talent List before he became Xiantian, with an impressive record and impeccable martial arts skills. However, he was only seventeen years old, and his halo was too dazzling, causing others to forget for a moment that he was not someone who practiced diligently, but a person with superb martial arts skills and unparalleled strength!
"Yin and Yang work together, the loss is not unfair." The drunken monk stared blankly at the audience, sighed, stretched out his hand to look at his palm, recalled his past of martial arts training, and smiled bitterly.

"A gift from heaven. A seed of divine power!" Hong San sighed. "We are old, we are old."

The old scholar curled his lips and said, "So what if you are forty years younger? Are you only as good as one of his fingers?"

Mr. Hong San subconsciously wanted to refute, but as if he had hit the nail on the head, he shook his head and said, "I couldn't compare to him when I was young, I can't compare to him now, and it seems that I will never be able to compare to him in the future. People are just not comparable."

The Poison King, on the other hand, had a gloomy expression on his face. He had no good feelings towards this young man who had stepped on him to get to the top, but at this moment he felt powerless, as if time was not on his side.

Perhaps now is the time when he is closest to Li Ming.

In the eyes of ordinary people, what they see is the level of internal strength, but these old-fashioned innate people see Li Ming’s martial arts wisdom and understanding.

Being able to break through to the innate realm at the age of seventeen shows that he has excellent aptitude and is one in a million, but his comprehension is even more crucial.

The physique can determine the lower limit, but the understanding determines the upper limit!

We are all innate, our internal strength is similar, and the level of martial arts we practice is similar. Does that mean our combat effectiveness is similar?

This is not the case. This is when the importance of comprehension becomes apparent. Your martial arts level will be higher and your understanding will be deeper.

Of course, the innate vision of these independent people is limited to this. After all, to them, what exactly is supernatural power?
This also raises a big question mark.

So they don’t know that when it comes to supernatural powers, aptitude is no longer important, but understanding is the key.

Li Ming went up quickly and came down even faster, but he didn't expect that someone would go down the stage at the same time as him. It was Yao Xujie, the direct disciple of Xuantian Dao Sect.

He looked at Li Ming with a hint of amusement in his eyes, but not hostility, so Li Ming nodded slightly at him, and information about him emerged in his mind.

Yao Xujie, a true disciple of Xuantian Taoist Sect, was born with an innate Taoist body with all meridians open. Therefore, he practiced very quickly and there were no obstacles when he broke through the innate body. Everything went smoothly.

It’s a pity that this generation of Xuantian Dao Sect’s disciples seems to have a great explosion of luck, and various Daoist bodies emerge one after another. However, with his talent, he cannot be the only one to take the lead, and can only get a place as a true disciple.

Although the title of Xuantian Daoist Sect's true disciple is intimidating enough, he is only ranked tenth among the ten true disciples, at the end.

This person reached the innate realm at the age of twenty, and practiced the "One Qi Hun Yuan Gong" of Xuantian Taoist Sect. His skills were profound. Unfortunately, his innate Taoist body could only help him so far, and there was not much benefit afterwards. However, his cultivation speed in the innate realm was still much faster than that of ordinary people.

When Li Ming thought about how they dared to ask for five thousand taels of silver for such information, his heart felt like it was bleeding. This was all earned through hard work in punishing evil and eliminating traitors. It was really not easy.

At this moment, twelve arenas started fighting at the same time, but it didn't take much time, and the winners were decided in just a few minutes.

As expected, Li Ang was defeated by Fang Yuan. He looked bitter at the moment, as if he was still wondering how he lost. However, he didn't have much time to think about it. He just took a short rest, and the loser group qualifying round was about to begin.

The rule here is that twelve people fight at the same time, and the last four who are still standing without being knocked off the ring are considered the winners.

Although these people were defeated in the twelve pairs battles just now, you also have to look at who they were facing?

Needless to say, Li Ming and Yao Xujie are two innate masters. If nothing unexpected happens, they will be the champion and runner-up of this martial arts competition. Apart from them, there are also acquired masters like Lin Feng, Wang Changchen and Yan Rushuang. Any one of them can be regarded as the backbone of Yunzhou martial arts. The elders and protectors of the big sects off the field may not be their opponents. No, it should be said that they are definitely not their opponents.

This is also due to the prosperity of Yunzhou's martial arts. Such a large number of talented people have not appeared for many years. In the past, geniuses like Wang Changchen were almost certain to take the top spot in the martial arts competition, but now they can't even make it into the top three. Li Ang, Li Xian and Wang Dong all had hopes of being in the top ten, but now they can't even make it to the bubble match.

It can be seen that the strength and high standards of the contestants in this martial arts competition are simply shocking, and are not inferior to those in some large states!
"My luck is booming," Li Ming sighed leisurely.

He set his sights on another person, who was the second person specially invited by the Governor. No one knew what kind of relationship he had with the Governor that allowed the Governor to open a back door for him and allow him to enter the finals.

This man is as showy as Nangong Yu, maybe even more so. His name is Yang Zhibai. He uses a long sword as his weapon and has superb swordsmanship. He has extremely high martial arts skills and is also at the top of the third level of acquired cultivation.

Some people originally had some complaints about the Governor's privilege of inviting two people to enter the finals directly, but Yao Xujie and Yang Zhibai shocked the whole audience with their first move, and their opponents were all strong.

The two of them won cleanly and decisively, winning rounds of applause, and no one dared to question their strength anymore.

They all praised the governor for his good vision in selecting such talented people. Ultimately, it takes strength.

If these two were not strong enough and did not win beautifully, even the fans below would be furious and curse the injustice. However, since they have absolute strength, they can reach this position even if they are not recommended, so no one will say anything.

So now these audiences are not questioning whether it is fair or not, but whether there is strength or not!
After all, this world is unfair, so why say more? Take other contestants for example, some are born in noble families, have practiced advanced martial arts since childhood, have taken nourishing food and medicinal treatments to replenish their vitality, and have been paved with the way by senior teachers. They have these advantages just because they were born well. Those from small families have to work many times harder to keep up. And you have to have the talent to be qualified to work hard, otherwise you don’t even have the qualifications to catch up and can only be a passerby.

But if you have occupied the resources and achieved results, which are indeed dazzling and worthy of being a pillar, these voices will be much smaller. The only fear is that the resources will be used to feed dogs and no talents will be cultivated. This is the most wrong thing!
The fighting over there was fierce, and everyone knew that they had to seize this last chance. There were many alliances and intrigues, which made for a wonderful fight for many viewers.

At this point, the final list of participants for the afternoon was finally confirmed, and everyone drew lots to determine their opponents.

Li Ming was facing Guo Jin, the Beggar Hero's disciple who had fought his way out of the loser group. Li Ming also looked at the other pairs.

What is more interesting is that Wang Changchen fights against his younger brother Wang Chenglin, and Lin Feng fights against Yan Rushuang.

I don't know if there is any trick, but I always feel that the draw is a bit clever. The strongest players didn't meet each other. Perhaps the most exciting showdown will be presented in the semi-finals and finals.

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