My Arrogant Young Lady

He staggered a few steps, then immediately swung his giant hammer at the girl behind him. The girl swiftly transformed into a bat and disappeared into the dense swarm of bats.

Soon, Runtu was repeatedly attacked by Li Bihui, and he gradually became flustered. Although Li Bihui had gained a lot of advantage, she was also very annoyed. This was because Runtu looked dull-witted, but his body was full of explosive muscles. He was very durable and had not suffered any internal injuries despite being hit so many times.

At the same time, this person is very strong. If she goes all out and fails to injure him, she is very likely to be seriously injured. She doesn't want to suffer heavy losses like Wang Xi did, killing a thousand enemies while losing eight hundred of her own. She wants to conserve her strength to deal with Liu Li, Tong Jia Ling'er, Wang Che, and Wang Huan, whom she might encounter later. These people are all very strong, and she also wants to conserve her strength to deal with Wang Yu, the seventh prince of the Wang family.

However, without paying a price, it would be difficult for her to defeat this rustic young man in front of her.

In the brief moment she was momentarily distracted, Runtu suddenly roared and slammed his giant hammer into the ground. The hammer struck the steel plate on the ground, causing a corner to curl up. Runtu immediately swung the curled corner hard.

Runtu swung the steel plate, and then a whole row of steel plates on the ground were also violently swung up by him. A series of steel plates flipped rapidly and came crashing down on her. Li Bihui immediately realized something was wrong; this rustic-looking young man was trying to break her formation.

People quickly dodged the flying steel plates, while Runtu continued to swing the plates on the ground. When almost all the steel plates on the ground had been lifted by Runtu, he immediately swung his giant hammer rapidly. At the same time, he roared, "Break!"

As Runtu continued to spin, the giant hammer in his hand emitted a whooshing sound. The thick white mist was also quickly drawn to the vortex formed by the spinning hammer.

The white mist grew thinner and thinner, and steel plates flew out from it. Wang Yu's expression remained unchanged as he easily brushed aside a steel plate with his palm, saying, "This Runtu is very talented. He will be an excellent helper."

"Good lad, just as formidable as my brother Dali." Wang Yang also lightly grabbed a steel plate, threw it on the ground, and smiled.

As the white mist dissipated, the countless bats within it gradually disappeared. Only Li Bihui remained, staring at him with wide-eyed astonishment.

"Never mind!" Seeing how difficult Runtu was, Li Bihui finally decided to use all her skills.

She ran quickly towards Runtu, gradually disappearing from his sight. When she suddenly reappeared in front of him, she threw a powerful punch at him.

"Get lost!" Seeing Li Bihui throw a punch at him, Runtu swung his hammer fiercely at Li Bihui's figure.

However, after he swung the hammer, he discovered that Li Bihui had vanished.

"Oh no, that's Li Bihui's fist shadow. This Li Bihui combines the strengths of hundreds of martial arts schools in Korea. Besides knowing some formations, he even knows the fist shadow of the Korean boxing god, Lee Jong-guk. Runtu is going to lose." Leng Yan frowned slightly.

"Senior Leng Yan, what is Fist Shadow?" The kind-hearted man immediately asked, wishing all those who admired the Aurora would die.

"Li Zhongguo is the number one martial artist in South Korea, specializing in Taekwondo. I've sparred with him before, and our skills were evenly matched. He's known as the God of Kung Fu in South Korea, with exceptional skill in boxing. His so-called 'Fist Shadow' is a martial art he created himself. This Fist Shadow has seven layers. By combining it with true qi at top speed, a phantom will appear in the shortest time after a punch. Then, another phantom will appear on his body, forming the second layer. The real Li Bihui stands two steps away from Runtu. An ordinary expert would be injured by Li Bihui when she unleashes the first layer of phantom. If the opponent isn't injured by the first layer, she will follow up with the second and third layers. Each of these Fist Shadows becomes even more powerful with each subsequent layer. Even Wang Yu, Nie Xiaohai, and Wang Xi would find it difficult to withstand all seven layers of Li Bihui's Fist Shadow."

"Runtu has good talent, but he still needs to be honed. He can only last until Li Bihui's third punch shadow."

As Leng Yan finished speaking, Li Bihui threw another punch at Runtu. This punch was even more powerful and faster than before. Runtu was startled and quickly swung his giant hammer to deflect Li Bihui's illusion.

When Li Bihui unleashed another fist shadow, Runtu finally couldn't keep up. With a single throw of his giant hammer, Runtu met Li Bihui's third fist shadow head-on with a powerful punch.

With a loud bang, their fists collided rapidly. A cloud of black energy exploded between Runtu and Li Bihui, and Runtu coughed up a mouthful of blood and flew backward.

After Runtu was thrown out, he also quickly fell outside the arena.

Looking at the arena again, Li Bihui's body produced a fourth fist shadow, a fifth fist shadow... until the seventh fist shadow, when Li Bihui's face turned slightly pale and he stopped.

In order to restore the status of her royal family in Korea, Lee Byeok-hui was taken by her father to visit many famous teachers from a young age. And this Sevenfold Fist Shadow is one of the special moves she learned.

Although she defeated Runtu, she also consumed a large amount of her inner energy. Just now, Runtu had accidentally thrown away his giant hammer and punched her at the crucial moment. Even though he hit her fist shadow, the face-to-face punch collision, with her standing two steps away, still disrupted her inner energy flow due to Runtu's inner energy.

She couldn't let anyone see that she had suffered internal injuries. Thinking of this, Li Bihui sneered and pointed at Runtu, saying, "Incompetent Chinese!"

"Hey, what the hell did you say?" Black Dragon shouted immediately upon hearing Li Bihui's arrogant remarks again.

Ignoring the black dragon, Li Bihui walked straight back to Wang Yu's side.

Because the arena had been destroyed by Runtu again, Wang You and Wang Yu could only duel in the afternoon. Looking at the smiling Wang You opposite him, Wang Yu couldn't help but frown slightly.

Li Bihui's internal energy was in disarray; how could he not see it? Defeating his fifth brother would likely come at a considerable cost for him as well.

Chapter 350 Round of 16 Showdown

I was resting in an inn in an ancient city in Jiangnan. In the afternoon, I slightly opened my eyes. My body still ached, and I couldn't move from the bed. After thinking for a while, I asked Nie Xiaohai, "Runtu, how did the duel with Li Bihui go? Wang You, how did the duel with Wang Yu go?"

He stayed in the room with me the whole time, and when he saw I was awake, Nie Xiaohai put down the phone he was playing on. At that moment, he only had two bruises on his face and a few scratches on his body. As for me, I was lying on the bed, not moving at all. Although I won, it was obvious who was stronger between the two of us.

Knowing that smoking would alleviate some of my pain, Nie Xiaohai lit a cigarette for me and put it in my mouth. Then, he said to me, "Runtu lost to Li Bihui, but when he was knocked out of the ring, it seemed that he also caused Li Bihui some internal injuries. Her internal energy seems to be disordered, and even if she pretends not to be injured, she can't hide it from some of the experts present. As for Wang You, he and Wang Yu have been fighting for two hours. At this point, they should be close to deciding the winner."

"Really? I hope Wang You won't push himself too hard. Wang Yu is too strong. He's already equivalent to a mini-Oda Seiji. If you can just injure Wang Yu, that would be quite good." I said weakly.

"Brother Xi, why are you so badly injured?" Suddenly, a pleasant voice rang out. As a girl walked in, the entire room seemed to glow with her radiant presence.

"Wife..." I glanced at her delicate face. My eyes widened instantly. This was definitely not an illusion.

On this side, due to the fierce battle between Wang You and Wang Yu, the entire area within fifty meters of the arena had become charred black. Not only did the onlookers retreat to a distance of one hundred meters, but even Wang Yang, Leng Yan, Tong Jia Lao Gu, and the Sword God Nie Feilong, among others, also retreated to a distance of one hundred meters.

Surprised. Sword God Nie Feilong looked at Wang Yang and said, "Wang Yang, how can your two sons be so strong? One is a master at the Heartbeat level, and the other, although still in the lower stage of Fusion, can already fight against a master at the Heartbeat level. Moreover, his willpower is no weaker than Wang Xi's. Even though both of them were seriously injured, he could still fight against Wang Yu."

"Follow my lead." Wang Yang felt a pang of pain in his heart as he watched his two sons fighting to the death.

While the two engaged in their decisive battle, the other masters who had yet to determine a winner were secretly alarmed. If they were to draw lots again, they hoped they wouldn't encounter Wang Xi, Wang Yu, Li Bihui, Wang Huan, Liu Li, Wang Che, or Tong Jialing'er. But these were the only masters left. Could it be that they would never meet these people?

On the day I convened the martial arts tournament, many people were still somewhat unconvinced. But now, they are all convinced. My Wang family will likely take up more than half of the top eight spots in the tournament. If my Wang family wants to rule the world like Oda Seiji, we shouldn't be much less capable than him.

The royal family is absolutely qualified to lead everyone against Oda Seiji. The younger generation surpasses the older; this generation's martial arts world is far more powerful than the previous one.

Standing on the stage, Wang You's clothes were stained with blood. His face no longer wore its usual smile, but was contorted with rage, like a demon crawling out of hell. Standing before Wang Yu, Wang You glared fiercely at him, panting heavily. Then, he raised his right hand, from which black light once more emanated.

Wang You had already been severely injured by Wang Yu, and Wang Yu wasn't much better off. A trickle of blood clung to the corner of his mouth, his upper body bare, revealing his powerful physique. On his back was a massive image of a black dragon swallowing the sun. As Wang Yu clenched his fist, his muscles began to ripple.

"Wang You. Finally, I can fight you to the death. This is something I've been looking forward to for a long time. But unfortunately, you excel in military strategy; you're not a natural martial artist. You will never be my match." Wang Yu clenched his fists, a fanatical light shining in his eyes. He loved fighting the strong, even if it meant dying in battle.

The stronger his opponent, the more his desire for battle was satisfied. He loved fighting; he was born to fight.

As the black light in Wang You's hand intensified, Wang Yu charged forward to meet it. Feeling his muscles nearly shattered by Wang You's black light, Wang Yu couldn't help but roar, "That feels amazing! I love this feeling! Go stronger! Use your true energy to hurt me!"

"Wang Yu, his strength is breaking through again. With each battle, Wang Yu's strength breaks through once more. He was already a master of the Heartbeat level, but his strength was still at the lower level of the Heartbeat level. Now, his strength is about to break through to the middle level of the Heartbeat level. He is a born weapon, he is a fanatical battle maniac!" someone shouted.

"Hahaha, come on!" Sensing that Wang You's true energy had become stronger once again, Wang Yu threw a punch at Wang You fiercely.

"Die!" Wang You roared, and the entire arena was enveloped in a black light. Then the black light became even more dazzling, and the black light released by Wang You spread rapidly.

"Ah!" Many lower-level gods were injured by Wang You's true energy due to the impact of the black light. Even some mid-level gods suffered significant fluctuations in their true energy due to the black light.

As the black light dissipated, Wang Yu, shirtless and with gleaming eyes, glanced at the unconscious Wang You lying on the ground, then roared to the sky, "I, Wang Yu, am the strongest in this world!"

As the black energy around Wang Yu coalesced, a black dragon coiled around him and roared loudly.

Sensing Wang Yu's aura, Tong Jia Lao Gu's face paled slightly. "I have never seen such a talented child. His talent has probably already surpassed Oda Seiji. Give him another ten years. He will definitely be stronger than Oda Seiji is now."

"Wang Yang, Leng Yan, how does Wang Yu's strength compare to yours and mine?" Sword God Nie Feilong frowned slightly.

"Evenly matched," Leng Yan said.

A cold autumn rain suddenly fell from the sky. Watching Liuli run onto the stage and pick up Wang You, Wang Che stuffed a pill into Wang You's mouth. Wang Yu gazed thoughtfully at Wang Yang on the stage. Suddenly, he knelt on one knee before Wang Yang, "If Wang Xi is not my match, Wang Yu hopes to fight my father."

"..." Upon hearing Wang Yu's words, Wang Yang's expression changed slightly.

“When Wang Xi is defeated, I will have no rivals among the younger generation in this world. And the only ones I can truly challenge are you. Wang Yu, I look forward to your battle against my father,” Wang Yu said again.

"You even want to fight me? This is getting more and more outrageous. If you're so capable, go and fight Oda Seiji!" Wang Yang thought for a moment and stood up, sweat dripping from his forehead.

"Oda Seiji?" Upon hearing Wang Yang's words, a glint flashed in Wang Yu's eyes.

“Wang Yu is a battle maniac. He’s gone mad! He actually had the idea of ​​dueling with the Heavenly Demon King. He will definitely rebel. Quickly report this to Father, and Father will report it to the Heavenly Demon King.” Li Bihui said to his attendant.

"Yes!"

“Brother Xi, even if you weren’t injured, you still wouldn’t be a match for Wang Yu. Wang Yu’s strength is too great, comparable to your father, comparable to Leng Yan. And since you can’t use the King Serpent, you can’t possibly fight Wang Yu. I will heal your injuries and hone your strength to be even stronger. It’s just that this will be quite painful, and I’m afraid you won’t be able to endure the pain…” In a damp basement, the Wang family was carrying in huge cauldrons and boxes of medicinal herbs. Xi’er ordered people to continuously add herbs to the cauldrons, and ginseng was burning underneath them as fuel.

"Xi'er, what is the way to make me stronger?" I asked.

"I will refine you like a pill. I will infuse the spiritual energy from all the pills into your body. Then I will infuse the Thousand Spirit Grass you just obtained into your body as well. This Thousand Spirit Grass is a rare treasure in the world; consuming it will greatly increase one's strength. This time, I came to help you, and I also brought all the pills from the Ye family with me. The spiritual energy contained in these pills will refine your body to be as tough as copper and iron. However, there is a trade-off between gain and loss; the furnace is extremely hot. The pain is unbearable for ordinary people. This skill is something I found in my father's notes; no one in my Ye family has attempted it in the past hundred years. Wang Xi, if you unfortunately die, I will die with you." He looked at me earnestly. Xi'er's eyes reddened slightly.

“You can’t die. You still have to take care of our child. If I can’t defeat Wang Yu and gain greater strength, even if I face Oda Seiji, he will kill me. It’s better to take a gamble and let you refine me. As for our child, let’s name her Yehenara Wuyou. I hope that when she grows up, she will be carefree and will never have to worry like me. I just inherited the family headship and then faced Oda Seiji’s attack, almost leading to the destruction of my country and family. Xi’er, I really want to stay with you forever. I will only love you for the rest of my life.” I smiled and looked at Xi’er as Nie Xiaohai helped me into the alchemy furnace.

“Brother Xi, I will never fail. Your mission is to save the world. And you are my world. Whether in this life or the next, I will always love only you and be a good daughter-in-law of the Wang family.”

"Uncle, the top sixteen have been selected. Next, we'll decide the top eight." The kind-hearted boy said to Wang Yang as he watched the young Shaolin monk defeat Wang Yu's subordinate.

"Let them choose. Whoever's name they choose will be their opponent." Wang Yang felt a vague unease, but he couldn't quite put his finger on why.

"Wang Yu will fight against Shaolin Little Arhat. Liu Li will fight against Li Bihui. Wang Che will fight against Tang Xiaomei from the Tang Clan. Wang Huan will fight against Songchai, the number one Muay Thai master, Eight-Handed Asura. Tong Jia Ling'er will fight against Zhou Yu from the God Group. Luck King Lin Fan will fight against Li Dong from the Anti-Demon Alliance. Ma Zengyong from the White Horse Clan will fight against Luo Hu with Golden Spear. Wang Xi will fight against Shen Fei from the Shen Family of Jinling."

With the list of the top 16 finalists released, many people turned their attention to the names of Liuli and Li Bihui. Liuli versus Li Bihui—this will be another clash between two powerhouses.

Then someone else looked at another name and said, "Luck King Lin Fan, this guy really is a luck king. He is a top-tier god-level expert, and he actually drew an opponent who is one level lower than him."

"Don't underestimate me, I'm not bad looking either. I've got the skills to get to the top 16." A handsome young man immediately flew into a rage.

"You have absolutely no skill. Every opponent you draw is easy to deal with, even in that battle for the gold medal. The moment Patriarch Wang Yang threw out his gold medal, one landed in your hands. And then you hid for a whole day without showing up. You're just too lucky!"

"Sigh, my luck has run out by the time I made it to the top 16." Li Dong of the Anti-Demon Alliance sighed as he glanced at Lin Fan opposite him.

Chapter 351 Wang Yu VS Little Arhat

Because everyone was injured in the fierce battle to advance to the top 16, Wang Yang, after discussing with some respected seniors in the martial arts world, decided to take a three-day break and set up eight different fighting arenas. These different arenas would be used to determine the strongest fighters based on their overall abilities.

As they walked out of the ancient building where the round of 16 matches were being discussed, Wang Yang couldn't help but frown slightly. "Xi'er, he's missing?"

“Yes, we haven’t seen Brother Xi since the day Wang You and Wang Yu had their duel,” said the kind-hearted person.

"How many days has he been missing?" Wang Yang asked.

"He's been missing for two days now, since the day Wang You and Wang Yu had their final battle. There are still three days left. I don't know if Xi-ge will be able to make it to the top sixteen," Xiao Hao-ren worried.

“Xi’er is a man capable of great things. He is very sensible. If he has gone missing, he must have encountered some extraordinary event. Xi’er should be able to return in time for the final battle between the top sixteen,” Wang Yang said.

On this side, the alchemy room that Xi'er had hastily converted had become incredibly hot. Liu Hai was soaked with sweat as Xi'er continuously added ginseng to the bottom of the alchemy furnace to maintain the temperature. Inside the furnace, a young man sat cross-legged, his brows furrowed. The medicinal liquid beside him was bubbling continuously, the high temperature of the furnace constantly drawing spiritual energy into his body. He had been sitting in this furnace for two days already—something most people would find difficult to endure.

However, because many precious Chinese herbs had been added to the alchemy furnace, including the rare Thousand Spirit Grass, not only was the furnace overflowing with spiritual energy, but the entire alchemy room was also filled with a rich spiritual energy. He secretly glanced at Xi'er. The red monkey brought over a handful of herbs and threw them into the furnace. Taking advantage of Ling'er's inattention, the red monkey took a large spoon, scooped up a mouthful of the medicinal liquid, and secretly drank it.

The moment the potion entered the red monkey's mouth, it immediately sizzled and cried out in pain from the scalding liquid. Although the potion was filled with rich spiritual energy, the boiling water caused the red monkey excruciating pain.

Xi'er frowned and glanced at the red monkey, scolding, "You greedy little thing, I will reward you when Brother Xi's injury heals. If you steal that medicine again, I will throw you into the alchemy furnace to go and keep Brother Xi company."

Hearing Xi'er's words, the red monkey glanced at the unbearably hot alchemy furnace and became frightened. Obtaining a large amount of spiritual energy was good, but it didn't want to suffer from the high temperature and stuffiness inside the furnace.

It glanced at Xi'er meekly, then immediately picked up the medicinal herbs and began helping her. Because of Xi'er's alchemy, the alchemy room was filled with a considerable amount of spiritual energy. Just by accompanying Xi'er in alchemy, it had already gained a great deal of spiritual energy. Alchemists, in the process of alchemy, constantly improve themselves.

Three days passed again, and Wang Yu looked at Li Bihui and asked, "Why has Liu Su, one of the newly promoted Twenty-Eight Constellations of Aurora, disappeared again?"

"How would I know?" As two major factions under Oda Seiji, Wang Yu and Li Bihui had never taken each other seriously. But now, the more time Li Bihui spent with Wang Yu, the more she felt an inexplicable dislike for him.

"Heh, you Aurora are all useless people indeed. A dignified guardian of Jiangnan, yet you disappear every day. I will definitely report this to Lord Demon King," Wang Yu said coldly.

"Whatever." Li Bihui sneered inwardly upon hearing Wang Yu's words. *If you dare to rebel, I'll immediately have the Aurora members eliminate you.*

“Mr. Wang Yang, the six Heavenly Demons under Oda Seiji's command, along with the Prince and Four Heavenly Kings of Aurora, have defeated the Grand Knight Commander of the European Golden Twelve Knights. They are currently harvesting the wealth they acquired in Europe. According to intercepted text messages, they will return to Japan with the Golden Twelve Knights in seven days. I wonder how well you've united the Chinese martial arts world; otherwise, we fear we won't have enough time,” Wesley said to Wang Yang.

"Hehe, I'm currently working to unite the martial arts world of China," Wang Yang said with a smile.

“Now?” Wesley asked in surprise.