Film and Television Daqing: Starting with the Heaven-Covering Technique and the Devouring Demon Art

Following the sound, Yi Bu, the leader of the Shadow Sect, descended from the sky, wielding a sharp sword.

It landed beside Luo Qingyang.

Then, Yi Bu said to Li Chengtian, "I am Yi Bu, the sect leader of the Shadow Sect. If you want to destroy the Northern Li royal family, you'll have to step over my dead body!"

"Sect Leader Yi, heh heh." Li Chengtian sneered, "You are a defeated opponent of my disciple Baili Dongjun. You are not qualified to fight me."

After speaking, Li Chengtian glanced at Baili Dongjun, who was eager to try his luck below the stage.

However, he still did not send Baili Dongjun into battle. Instead, he said to Lei Mengsha, "Young Master Zhuomo, didn't you want to see the effects of your cultivation in the Daqing World? How about I leave this battle to you?"

"Hahaha!" Young Master Lei Mengsha laughed, "Thank you for your kind offer, Your Excellency. I am willing to fight."

After saying that, Lei Mengsha leaped onto the arena.

"Mother, look! It's Father!"

At that moment, a little girl's voice rang out from the audience.

Looking in the direction of the sound, Li Hanyi was pulling on Li Xinyue's clothes, pointing at Lei Mengsha on the stage, and jumping up excitedly.

Lei Mengsha glanced at Li Xinyue and Li Hanyi below the stage and laughed, "Hahahaha, wife and daughter, just watch how powerful I am today! The mere Shadow Sect Master can only become my defeated opponent."

"Young Master Zhuomo, you really underestimate my Shadow Traces!" Yi Bu

With a furious roar, he sprang up like a ghost, his longsword transforming into a streak of cold light, aimed directly at Lei Mengsha. Lei Mengsha remained unfazed, nimbly sidestepping Yi Bu's attack, while simultaneously retaliating with a backhand strike, the sword flashing like lightning, aimed straight at Yi Bu's throat.

"Hmph, a mere Shadow Tracer dares to be so presumptuous in front of me?" Lei Mengsha sneered, his tone tinged with disdain.

Yi Bu's expression changed slightly. He hadn't expected Lei Mengsha's swordsmanship to be so exquisite, and his attack had been easily neutralized. But after all, he was the sect leader of the Shadow Sect, and his strength was extraordinary. In a flash, he appeared beside Lei Mengsha, his sword tip pointing directly at Lei Mengsha's ribs.

"Young Master Zhuomo, you have indeed made rapid progress, but today, you are destined to be defeated by my Shadow!" Yi Bu said coldly, his long sword wielding the blade like a venomous snake, ruthless and vicious.

Lei Mengsha smiled slightly, then sprang into action again, engaging Yi Bu in fierce combat. Both men possessed extremely high-level swordsmanship; their swords flashed and danced like dragons and snakes, dazzling the eye.

As time went on, the fight between the two became increasingly intense. The surrounding spectators and martial artists were deeply attracted by this spectacular duel, holding their breath and watching intently, afraid of missing any detail.

However, just as the battle reached its climax, an unexpected turn of events occurred. Luo Qingyang, who had been standing at the edge of the arena, silently observing the battle, suddenly moved, appearing beside Ye Dingzhi like a ghost, his long sword pointed directly at Ye Dingzhi's throat.

"Ye Dingzhi, I'll take your life!" Luo Qingyang's voice was cold and resolute, as if he wanted to vent all his hatred on this one sword strike.

Ye Dingzhi's expression changed drastically. He hadn't expected Luo Qingyang to launch a sneak attack at this crucial moment. However, his years of experience in the martial world allowed him to quickly regain his composure. With a swift movement, he dodged Luo Qingyang's fatal blow.

"Luo Qingyang, how dare you launch a sneak attack!" Ye Dingzhi roared, drew his longsword, and engaged in fierce combat with Luo Qingyang.

The arena instantly transformed into two battles: one a life-or-death struggle between Lei Mengsha and Yi Bu, the other a duel of grudges between Ye Dingzhi and Luo Qingyang. Both battles were exceptionally intense, keeping the audience on the edge of their seats.

Li Chengtian stood at the edge of the arena, his gaze coldly fixed on everything. He didn't intervene in any of the battles, but simply observed the changing situation quietly.

He knew that this was an essential path for Ye Dingzhi, Lei Mengsha, and the others to grow. Only by experiencing life-and-death trials could they truly become strong individuals capable of standing on their own.

As the battle progressed, Ib's attacks became increasingly powerful.

He viewed this competition not as a martial arts contest, but as a life-or-death struggle.

In an instant, sword shadows rained down on Lei Mengsha like a storm, each strike aimed straight for vital points, leaving no room for retreat. Lei Mengsha's expression was grave, his body moving like a dragon, weaving and dodging through the dense sword shadows while searching for an opportunity to counterattack.

"Sect Leader Yi, your swordsmanship is ruthless, but it lacks composure." Lei Mengsha's voice echoed amidst the sword shadows, and his swordsmanship became increasingly fierce, each strike accompanied by the sound of air being cut, intertwining with Yi Bu's sword shadows to form a breathtaking scene.

Chapter 139 Fairness? Where in this world is there fairness?! (Please subscribe!)

Just as the two were locked in a fierce battle, the fight between Ye Dingzhi and Luo Qingyang on the other side also reached its climax. Luo Qingyang's swordsmanship shifted from a fierce offensive to a more grappling style. He knew that Ye Dingzhi's strength was not to be underestimated and that he had to find an opening to strike and kill him.

"Ye Dingzhi, you won't leave the arena alive today!" Luo Qingyang's voice trembled with rage, and his swordsmanship became even more ruthless, each strike carrying a deep-seated hatred for Ye Dingzhi.

Ye Dingzhi, on the other hand, remained calm and composed. His swordsmanship was both exquisite and steady, always managing to turn danger into safety at crucial moments. He knew that although Luo Qingyang's swordsmanship was fierce, it lacked stamina. As long as he could weather this period, the scales of victory would tip in his favor.

"Brother Luo, hatred will only blind you and prevent you from seeing the truth."

Ye Dingzhi fought while trying to persuade Luo Qingyang, his voice gentle yet firm, attempting to awaken Luo Qingyang's reason.

However, Luo Qingyang was blinded by hatred and wouldn't listen to Ye Dingzhi's advice.

His swordsmanship became increasingly frenzied, launching a relentless and desperate attack in an attempt to end the battle in a short time.

Ye Dingzhi moved with agility, like a dragon playing in water, weaving through Luo Qingyang's storm-like attacks with ease. Each time the sword tips touched, a crisp metallic clang resounded in the air.

Ye Dingzhi's eyes revealed a detached tranquility, as if this life-or-death struggle was nothing more than a form of spiritual practice for him.

"Brother Luo, our feud shouldn't have ended like this."

Ye Dingzhi once again tried to quell this pointless fight with words, "If you really want to fight, I, Ye Dingzhi, will accompany you to the end, but please let us fight in a fair environment, rather than taking advantage of your vulnerability."

Upon hearing this, Luo Qingyang slowed his attack slightly, but the anger in his eyes did not diminish in the slightest.

"Fairness? Where is true fairness in this world? My junior sister is depressed because of you, and that is the debt you owe me!" He roared, swinging his sword again. The sword light cut through the air like a bolt of lightning, heading straight for Ye Dingzhi's vitals.

Ye Dingzhi sighed softly, said no more, and swung his long "580" sword, engaging in an even more intense battle with Luo Qingyang.

Both swordsmen displayed their swordsmanship to the fullest at this moment, their sword light and shadows intertwining into an impenetrable net that shattered the space on the arena.

The audience and martial artists below the stage were stunned. This duel far exceeded their expectations. The exquisite swordsmanship of Ye Dingzhi and Luo Qingyang was breathtaking.

However, amidst this tense and exciting battle, a subtle change quietly occurred.

Luo Qingyang's offensive began to falter, each swing of his sword seeming heavier than the last.

On the other hand, Ye Dingzhi became more and more courageous in the battle, his swordsmanship became more and more exquisite, and every counterattack was just right, making it difficult for Luo Qingyang to defend.

"It seems your hatred has clouded your judgment."

Ye Dingzhi said calmly, taking advantage of Luo Qingyang's opening, his long sword shot out like lightning, aiming straight for Luo Qingyang's wrist.

Luo Qingyang hurriedly withdrew his sword to defend, but he was already a beat too slow. Ye Dingzhi's sword tip lightly touched his wrist, and in the pain, the sword flew out of his hand and landed on the arena.

"I lost……"

Luo Qingyang looked at the longsword on the ground, a hint of despair and resentment flashing in his eyes. He slowly sheathed the sword, retreated to the edge of the arena, and remained silent.

Ye Dingzhi sheathed his longsword, looked at Luo Qingyang, and a complex expression flashed in his eyes.

"Brother Luo, hatred only leads people astray. I hope you can let go of it soon." After saying that, he turned and walked towards the scene of Lei Mengsha and Yi Bu's battle.

At this moment, the battle between Lei Mengsha and Yi Bu was also nearing its end.

Lei Mengsha gradually gained the upper hand thanks to the results of her cultivation in the Daqing World.

His swordsmanship was not only exquisite, but also contained an indescribable domineering aura that made it difficult for Ib to defend himself.

"Young Master Zhuomo, your swordsmanship is truly admirable."

Yi Bu said breathlessly, sweat streaming down his forehead, "But today, the title of the Shadow Sect Master cannot be lost."

He gritted his teeth, raised his longsword again, and prepared for a final, desperate fight.

Lei Mengsha smiled slightly, a resolute glint in his eyes.

"Sect Leader Yi, I admire your resilience. But I must win this battle today."

As he spoke, he moved with incredible speed and power, like a tiger descending a mountain, lunging at Ib. His long sword sliced ​​through the air with the force of a thunderbolt.

Seeing this, Ib tried his best to swing his sword to defend, but he was no match for Lei Mengsha.

After several rounds, his longsword was knocked away again, and he was forced to retreat repeatedly by Lei Mengsha's sword momentum, eventually falling to the ground, unable to fight any longer.

"I lost..." Ib said softly, his eyes filled with resentment and helplessness.

With Ib's surrender, the two battles in the ring finally came to an end.

Lei Mengsha and Ye Dingzhi stood on either side of the arena. Their victory not only brought honor to themselves but also added to Li Chengtian's prestige.

Li Chengtian stood at the edge of the arena, gazing intently at Lei Mengsha and Ye Dingzhi, his eyes revealing satisfaction and approval.

"You've done very well," he said briefly, then turned to the crowd below the stage. "Anyone else who dares to challenge me, Li Chengtian, please step forward!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the entire room fell silent, and no one dared to answer.

Emperor Tai'an stamped his feet in anger: "Where is Xiao Ruofeng? Isn't he Li Changsheng's disciple? Where has he gone at such a critical moment?"

Emperor Tai'an's face turned ashen with rage. His hands clenched into fists, his nails almost digging into his palms, yet he felt no pain. He glared at Li Chengtian on the arena, his heart filled with resentment and anger.

"Guards! Go and fetch Xiao Ruofeng for me!" Emperor Tai'an roared, his voice filled with unquestionable authority.

However, only deathly silence answered him. The guards looked at each other, but none dared to step forward. They knew that Emperor Tai'an was in a fit of rage, and the slightest mistake could lead to their deaths.

Just as Emperor Tai'an was about to erupt, a eunuch rushed over, knelt down in a panic, and reported in a trembling voice: "Your Majesty, His Highness the Ninth Prince... has placed himself under house arrest in his residence."

It was said that at this time, opposing Daqing would be tantamount to throwing an egg against a rock, and that His Majesty should be pragmatic and not engage in futile resistance.

"What?!" Upon hearing this, Emperor Tai'an's anger intensified. "That rebellious son! He actually dared to betray me!"

He turned abruptly, his gaze fixed intently on the distance, as if trying to pierce through the palace walls to see the son who dared to defy him. But then, he turned his attention back to Li Chengtian on the arena.

"Li Chengtian, do you think you've won?"

Emperor Tai'an sneered, his voice filled with coldness and determination, "Let me tell you, the Northern Li royal family is not so easily defeated! What you have done today will be repaid a hundredfold in the future!"

Li Chengtian stood on the arena, calmly watching Emperor Tai'an, a faint smile playing on his lips.

"Emperor Tai'an, I'll give you three days to consider. If you surrender within three days, I can guarantee the wealth and glory of your Northern Li royal family. Otherwise, I will raze Tianqi to the ground and annihilate your Northern Li royal family!"

Li Chengtian's words were like icy blades, piercing through the noisy arena and making everyone present feel an unprecedented sense of pressure. Emperor Tai'an's face was ashen, his fists clenched, yet he could not refute Li Chengtian's undeniable aura.

"Hmph, what arrogance!" Emperor Tai'an snorted angrily, but his voice trembled slightly. "Li Chengtian, do you think you can overthrow the centuries-old foundation of my Northern Li with your own strength? That's just wishful thinking!"

Li Chengtian smiled slightly, his eyes gleaming with confidence and composure: "Emperor Tai'an, I, Li Chengtian, always keep my word. If I do not see your Northern Li royal family surrender in three days, you will bear the consequences."

After speaking, he turned to Lei Mengsha and Ye Dingzhi, nodding slightly to signal them to come down. Lei Mengsha and Ye Dingzhi immediately understood, leaping off the stage and returning to Li Chengtian's side.