My Arrogant Young Lady

With a thud, I landed heavily on the ground. Then, something hot rushed out of my nose, and my mouth was filled with a fishy, ​​salty taste.

"Give up?" Nie Xiaohai lifted me up again and punched me hard in the stomach. Then he kicked me hard, sending me flying. I had only taken a few steps back and hadn't even fallen yet when Nie Xiaohai delivered a spinning kick that knocked me to the ground.

Then, he kicked me hard in the foot again. My body slid quickly across the ground, leaving a trail of dirt, and I couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood from the pain.

"Still not admitting defeat?" Licking his lips, Nie Xiaohai suddenly vanished into thin air. Then he reappeared above me, stomping heavily on my chest.

"Pfft!" At that moment, I felt as if my sternum was about to be crushed. I felt indescribably uncomfortable, and I spat out another mouthful of blood.

After I vomited blood, my consciousness began to drift. At that moment, I felt like I was really about to die. I could only breathe weakly, and there was a feeling in my body that made me want to die. Perhaps, compared to this feeling, the pain of dying was nothing more than this.

Nie Xiaohai is a top player who can rival Wang Yu, someone capable of reaching the semi-finals or even the finals. To encounter such an opponent in the round of 32 made me smile wryly.

When Nie Xiaohai kicked me hard again, I couldn't help but let out a muffled groan, and my consciousness became even more blurred.

Seeing that I was about to be beaten to death by Nie Xiaohai, the Sword God Nie Feilong immediately shouted, "Xiaohai, stop! If you keep hitting him, Wang Xi will die!"

"Hmm?" Upon hearing Nie Feilong's words, Nie Xiaohai's eyes flashed red as he looked at Nie Feilong. Then he glanced at me, and Nie Xiaohai's expression changed slightly.

The aura of a powerful warrior emanating from him grew weaker and weaker, and the red in Nie Xiaohai's eyes gradually disappeared. Seeing that I was already on the verge of death, Nie Xiaohai's eyes immediately reddened. "Brother Xi, why did you do this? You're two years younger than me, and you started learning martial arts later. You don't have the skills I've acquired since I was a child, having trained with my father. You've already done a remarkable job to fight me like this. You can't fight anymore. Let me throw you out of the ring."

As he spoke, Nie Xiaohai took a deep breath and rested for a short while. Then, he laboriously grabbed one of my feet and dragged me step by step toward the edge of the ring.

He had given it his all in this battle. He wouldn't let me win; to do so would be a sign of disrespect. He couldn't afford to let me win either; if he did, he would be the one lying on the ground right now. I was dragged step by step towards the edge of the ring, mouthfuls of blood gushing from my mouth.

But I still refused to admit defeat, my unfocused gaze still fixed on the edge of the ring. I was still trying to struggle, trying to defeat him.

Seeing my wretched state, everyone frowned and remained silent. Wang Che, in particular, couldn't help but shed tears, looking at me with heartache as I pouted.

As Nie Xiaohai dragged me closer to the edge of the ring, Wang Che, with tears in his eyes, said to Nie Xiaohai, "Nie Xiaohai, thank you."

“Wang Xi is my sworn brother.” Nie Xiaohai smiled, his face as white as a sheet of paper from consuming too much true energy.

"Brother, stop hitting me! You absolutely can't stop. If you keep hitting me, you'll die." The ground was covered in my blood, and Wang Che looked at me crying.

"I think I can still fight..." I smiled. I wanted to keep going. But my body felt like it wasn't mine anymore; I couldn't control it at all.

I felt an indescribable pain in my body again, and I couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, my eyes becoming even more unfocused.

Among these top young talents, my strength probably ranks third. Wang Yu, Nie Xiaohai. If I defeat Nie Xiaohai, I'll only have Wang Yu left. If I face Wang Yu in the next round, and defeat him after a hard-fought battle, reaching the finals and becoming the world's number one will be a breeze. If I meet Wang Yu in the finals, defeating Nie Xiaohai and then defeating the other opponents will also become very easy.

Why do I need to win? I want to become the best in the world, and rightfully lead everyone to defeat Oda Seiji. Once we defeat Oda Seiji, the world will be at peace, and I can live a normal life. I can stay home with Xi'er, watching our newborn daughter. My father told me that our daughter doesn't have a name yet; she's waiting for me to name her. She's beautiful, a very cute baby. I want to defeat Oda Seiji. I want to go home and reunite with my family. I also want to find Zhang Xuan and show off in front of my aunt. I want to fulfill many of my childhood dreams that I didn't get to complete. If possible, I want to go back to school. I'm still young; I can repeat high school, get into university, and be as excellent as An Yao and Wang Che.

But if I lose, all my dreams will be shattered. Without a proper title, I can't lead everyone to defeat Oda Seiji. I couldn't even defeat Nie Xiaohai, let alone be qualified to fight Wang Yu. Wang Yu, my seventh brother, he will never submit to me. I've already won over five of my younger siblings; only Wang Yu is missing. Without Wang Yu, our family will never be perfect.

I am the eldest brother, their elder brother. I inherited the position of head of the Wang family, the future emperor of the Wang family. If it can bring prosperity to our Wang family, if it requires some sacrifice, then let me bear all the suffering alone. I am their elder brother. I will ensure that the Wang family, the entire martial arts world, and everyone else can live in peace.

The royal family is willing to risk destruction to defeat Oda Seiji. So what if I risk my life to defeat Oda Seiji?

"I, Wang Xi, am forever invincible. The dragon will never bow its head!" At this moment, my entire body suddenly shone with golden light. My eyes flashed with golden light, and my true energy suddenly gathered from all the meridians in my limbs, flowing continuously throughout my entire body.

Feeling the renewed momentum emanating from me, Nie Xiaohai's gaze changed, and everyone else's gaze changed as well. In front of Nie Xiaohai and everyone else, I slowly stood up. Then, my eyes gleaming with golden light, I looked at Nie Xiaohai and said, "I'm sorry, I must win. If I can't obtain the title of the world's number one martial artist, I'm not qualified to lead everyone against Oda Seiji."

"Mid-stage fusion, Wang Xi has broken through his realm!" Sensing the aura of a powerful figure emanating from me, Wang Yu couldn't help but stand up.

"Nie Xiaohai, I won!" Grabbing Nie Xiaohai's shoulders, I twisted him so his back faced the edge of the ring. Then, I delivered a powerful blow, sending him flying...

Seeing his body fall off the edge of the ring, Nie Xiaohai couldn't help but look at his father in fear. He had lost; he had let his father down after so many years of hard work in raising him.

Seeing the fear in Nie Xiaohai's eyes, Nie Feilong couldn't help but sigh softly and said, "Xiaohai, it's okay to lose. I know you like playing games, don't like practicing martial arts, don't like going out, and only like staying at home. I won't blame you for losing this battle. You've grown up now, and from now on I will never discipline you strictly again. Do whatever you want. Whether you want to stay here or go home, it's up to you. I allow you to lose this battle. But I absolutely will not allow you to lose the great battle against Oda Seiji!"

"Yes!" Nie Xiaohai nodded seriously after hearing Nie Feilong's words.

Chapter 348 Runtu VS Li Bihui

I passed out right after I defeated Nie Xiaohai. Lying in bed until midnight, my body started to ache. The pain woke me from my sleep. The pain was unbearable.

I couldn't help but glance at my watch; it was 2 a.m. I felt excruciating pain and tried to close my eyes and fall asleep again. But no matter what I did, I couldn't sleep. Another wave of intense pain washed over me, and I couldn't help but clench my fists and scream.

This loud shout startled my father, An Yao, and everyone else. Entering my room, my father immediately grabbed my hand with heartache upon seeing my discomfort. "Xi'er, Dad's here with you. You'll be alright."

"Okay." I nodded. But I still couldn't help but yell.

In this fierce battle with Nie Xiaohai, almost all the meridians in my body were severed by his blade. Three of my ribs were broken, and all my capillaries were shattered by Nie Xiaohai's sword energy. It felt like I had fallen from dozens of floors, but because of the protective internal energy within me, I was able to survive.

The real pain wasn't something that would occur immediately after I was injured by Nie Xiaohai. It was only on the night of the injury, the following night, and in the nights immediately following the injury, when my cells began to repair themselves, that I experienced that excruciating pain.

Seeing my distress, General Cui said to his father in Burmese, “Master, the Crown Prince seems to be in great pain. Perhaps we should give him some sedatives.”

“No. That stuff is addictive. He has to persevere, and I'll stay by his side and support him.” My heart ached so much I almost cried. My father lit a cigarette for me and put it in my mouth, saying, “If your mother saw you like this, I don't know how heartbroken she would be…”

"Don't tell my mother," I said seriously, looking at my father.

"Brother Xi, how about we play some games together? Playing games will make the pain go away. I used to like playing games when I was injured." Nie Xiaohai shoved his phone into my hand.

“Okay…” I nodded gently, seeing the pain in Nie Xiaohai’s eyes.

If I were to use the King Serpent for assistance, Nie Xiaohai would certainly be no match for me. However, I cannot use the King Serpent to fight for me in this competition, because the King Serpent is a living being. If I were to use the King Serpent to fight for me, it would be equivalent to having an ally fighting Nie Xiaohai in the arena. Two people fighting one Nie Xiaohai in the arena is not allowed by the rules of the competition.

I logged into the game despite the pain and quickly tossed my phone aside. The pain was too intense; I couldn't concentrate on the game at all.

Smiling at Nie Xiaohai, Wang You, Wang Huan, Tong Jialing'er, and the others, I reached out and gently ruffled An Yao's hair. Then, I looked at Wang You and asked, "Little brother, did you spar with Wang Yu?"

"Today's battle with Nie Xiaohai ruined the entire arena. The arena needs to be reorganized. Tomorrow morning, after Runtu fights Li Bihui, I will fight Wang Yu. Although I am no match for Wang Yu, he will pay a price if he wants to defeat me. I will do my best to severely injure Wang Yu, so that he can enter the finals in the same condition as you. The title of the world's number one martial arts master will definitely not fall into Wang Yu's hands," Wang You said.

"Brother, if I meet Wang Yu in the arena, I will do everything in my power to severely injure him," Liuli said.

“Me too.” Wang Che nodded.

In terms of individual strength, the strongest in this martial arts tournament are Wang Yu, Nie Xiaohai, and myself. Following closely behind are Li Bihui, Liuli, Tong Jialing'er, Wang You, the little Shaolin monk, the lucky Lin Fan, Wang Che, Wang Huan, and myself, Wang Yu, and Nie Xiaohai. Our strength is widely recognized as the top three. The competition after that will be for fourth, fifth, and other positions.

Looking at Liuli's innocent and adorable appearance, and Tong Jia Ling'er's aloofness, I couldn't help but feel a secret unease. I hoped I wouldn't encounter them before the next major battle. Otherwise, in my current state, it would be difficult to fight them again. If I had to choose fourth, fifth, and sixth, Liuli, Tong Jia Ling'er, and Li Bihui would likely rank around that. However, their later encounters with opponents wouldn't be easy either. The closer the opponent gets to the end, the stronger they become. Basically, by the end, each of us will have paid a considerable price.

"Liuli, be careful. The second young lady of the Murong family is proficient in all martial arts. Although you are naturally strong, it's not so easy to deal with a martial arts prodigy like her." I said to Liuli, thinking that the fight was still undecided.

"Yes." Liuli nodded gently.

"And you, your talent is already comparable to Liuli's. You are the future pillar of my Wang family. Be careful when you meet Li Bihui tomorrow. Fight if you can, surrender if you can't. This time, many of my Wang family's children have secured spots in the competition for the world's number one martial arts master. You are no match for Li Bihui; Wang Huan, Wang Che, Liuli, and Wang You will deal with her." As I spoke to Runtu, I mentioned Wang You's name, and my heart skipped a beat. Wang You, he's probably going to be eliminated this time.

“Even if I can’t beat Li Bihui, I’ll make her pay a price,” Runtu said.

The next day, I finally fell asleep in agony. Meanwhile, Little Good Guy had already led his men to quickly build an even bigger and better arena.

This time, the arena was paved with steel plates. As soon as Runtu and Li Bihui stepped onto the stage, everyone below held their breath.

Li Bihui. Her strength is close behind Wang Yu, Nie Xiaohai, and me. Just like An Yao said, strength is key to victory in the arena, but strategy and luck are also elements. If we weren't in good form when facing Li Bihui, we might very well lose to her. And now, more than a year has passed, and Li Bihui is even stronger than she was a year ago. A year ago, Li Bihui dared to disrupt my engagement ceremony with Xi'er and go to Ye Family Manor to challenge Leng Yan. A year ago, Li Bihui dared to go to the Northwest to challenge my father.

Now, she is even more beautiful, and her demeanor even more elegant. Her abilities have also become increasingly enigmatic.

Li Bihui glanced at my father sitting on the stage and Leng Yan standing to the side, watching coldly. She immediately extended her little finger and gently beckoned.

Seeing this, everyone was utterly astonished. Leaving aside my father, Leng Yan was already the top martial artist in Xiangxi, a figure on par with the legendary swordsman Nie Feilong. And she... an eighteen-year-old girl, dared to challenge such unparalleled masters as my father and Leng Yan.

"That bastard Aurora, I wish I could shoot her right now." Little Good Guy said angrily from the side when he saw this.

"Is she the Princess of Aurora? I heard she's the daughter of Prince Li Zaijian of the Li Dynasty?" People in the audience kept discussing her identity.

"The people from Aurora are really bold. It's one thing to come and participate in our martial arts tournament, but to actually dare to challenge Wang Yang and Leng Yan in front of all of us righteous martial arts practitioners? Heh, isn't he afraid that Wang Yang will kill her?" Many people sneered.

“Wang Yang, this Li Bihui is very bold,” Leng Yan said coldly.

“I’ll have my son teach her a lesson,” Wang Yang said with a smile.

"Wang Jia Runtu versus Aurora Li Bihui, begin!" Although everyone knew Li Bihui's identity, they were helpless against her openly standing before them. After all, she was here to participate in the martial arts tournament, not to cause trouble. She was highly respected and virtuous. We should maintain a benevolent heart and a magnanimous spirit. Even if she were an enemy, since she was participating in our martial arts tournament, we not only mustn't harm her, but we should also provide her with excellent protection.

After the host announced the start of the match, Li Bihui glanced at the rustic-looking Runtu opposite her and laughed, "A servant with some talent, do you think you're worthy to fight this princess? You should admit defeat, lest this princess accidentally kill you."

As a princess of South Korea, Li Bihui held Chinese people in contempt. Even though she was fluent in Chinese, she deliberately spoke to Runtu in Korean.

I understand Korean, and so do Heilong and Young Master Bao, but Runtu doesn't. He just blinked slightly when he heard Li Bihui's words.

"Fuck you, Li Bihui is trying to show off to us. Runtu, don't give her a chance to show off, kill her!" Upon hearing Li Bihui speak to Runtu in Korean, Young Master Bao, who was standing below the stage, immediately became furious.

Hearing Young Master Bao's words, Runtu nodded slightly and immediately rushed towards Li Bihui, shouting, "Black devil, prepare to die!"

"..." Li Bihui was fluent in Chinese, and when she heard Runtu's words, she was completely stunned. She was dark-skinned, but there were beautiful dark-skinned girls too. Like many foreign female celebrities, they had fair skin but deliberately tanned their skin to a sexy black. Li Bihui's skin was naturally a sexy black. This was something she had always been proud of, always feeling like a noble black swan.

But seeing that a rustic young man like Runtu dared to mock her as a black woman, Li Bihui couldn't help but feel furious.

A dark aura gradually gathered, and from it emerged a gigantic black bat. The bat flapped its enormous wings, revealing ferocious fangs. But as Runtu took another step, she transformed into a massive black shadow and pounced on him.

Runtu wasn't in a hurry. He simply stomped hard on the steel plate on the ground, creating a concave shape. Then, a cloud of black mist gradually emanated from his body. Next, a black stone giant slowly formed within the mist.

As the bat approached Runtu, he and the imposing black stone giant slammed a punch into the bat.

A sharp shriek rang out, and Li Bihui and the black bat surging with power were instantly sent flying. When they reappeared, Li Bihui glanced at the black stone giant in astonishment, blood trickling from her mouth. "You're just a low-level Fusion Stage expert, yet you managed to injure a peak Fusion Stage expert like me?"

“Blackie…” Runtu’s eyes showed disgust upon hearing Li Bihui’s words.

Chapter 349 Sevenfold Fist Shadow

"Hehe..." Upon hearing Runtu's words, Wang Yu, sitting below the stage, laughed disdainfully. At the same time, his eyes revealed admiration as he looked at this rustic-looking young man.

Although this young man lacked a renowned teacher, his talent was surprisingly remarkable. If he had a master like Li Xiaoyao, like Liuli, his level of skill would likely be far greater than it is now.

Li Bihui, having underestimated her opponent and been injured by Runtu, then heard Wang Yu mocking her from below the stage. Her pretty face quickly turned red, and Li Bihui imagined the enemy in front of her as Runtu.

Runtu was no match for her. What she hated most was Wang Yu. Wang Yu's faction was a trusted force of Oda Seiji. Having just joined Oda Seiji's ranks, he had already gained his favor, his status comparable to hers, Aurora. Moreover, Wang Yu was extremely powerful; he constantly humiliated her, yet she was powerless against him because of his strength.

Hatred. Li Bihui felt an indescribable hatred at that moment. She glared hatefully at Runtu, then immediately pulled out a marble and hurled it at him.

"She actually used a bomb?!" Many people in the audience frowned and stood up after seeing the marbles Li Bihui threw. At the same time, many looked at Wang Yang. "Your Majesty, this person actually used a bomb, which violates the rules of the competition. Should we remove her?"

"It's not a bomb, it's fog. Li Bihui actually knows how to set up some formations," Leng Yan said coldly.

Recalling that day, Li Bihui was trapped in the formation he and Han Xin had set up, yet she was able to silently recite the formation's locations in an attempt to break it. Leng Yan looked at this beautiful young woman with a peculiar glint in her eyes.

When Runtu saw Li Bihui throw a bomb, he was startled. Even if he was a master above the gods, Li Bihui's throw could very well kill him.

Thinking of this, he immediately dodged, almost reaching the bottom of the stage. But when the bomb released a large amount of thick fog, Runtu finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Soon, the entire arena was filled with the thick fog created by the girl. Within the fog, the shadowy silhouette of a giant bat could be seen appearing and disappearing.

Seeing the giant bat-like shadow's eyes glowing red, Runtu remained unfazed. He simply maintained his imposing presence, remaining constantly vigilant and defensive. He himself, like the black stone giant within his aura, stood in the thick fog, radiating terrifying power.

When the giant bat's eyes glowed red again, countless dark shadows began to appear in the thick fog. Those below the stage could see nothing, but on the stage itself, a dense swarm of black bats had already appeared.

Runtu was now even more confused. He watched as swarms of black bats flew towards him, unable to tell if they were real or an illusion. But regardless, he couldn't afford to be harmed by them. With that thought, he immediately drew his weapon. It was a giant hammer, and he had already learned a hammer technique from Wang Yang.

The man swung his giant hammer swiftly. He immediately began smashing it down on the bats flying towards him.

This was an illusion, a formation created by the young girl. Seeing Runtu wielding a giant hammer haphazardly in the thick fog, Li Bihui couldn't help but laugh. Then she quickly walked towards Runtu, gradually transforming into one of the countless bats within the illusion. As Runtu continued to knock down swarms of bats, Li Bihui swiftly circled behind him and delivered a powerful palm strike.

Suddenly, he saw a bat transform into a young girl, which startled Runtu. But it was too late to defend himself; the girl's blow nearly made him vomit blood.