My Arrogant Young Lady

The thought that she had specially brought a gift from Europe made her delicate face turn slightly pale. Then, biting her lip, she squeezed a watch until it was deformed.

"Are you really already a Golden Core stage expert?" Li Bihui looked at me with a pale face after sensing the enormous spiritual energy emanating from my body.

“It’s a Nascent Soul cultivator, a Golden Immortal, and it’s about to undergo tribulation,” I said.

"What? You're kidding, right?" Li Bihui's face turned even paler.

"Hurry up and attack!" I said to Li Bihui, deliberately putting pressure on her.

"It seems I have no choice but to go all out! Wang Xi, if I still can't defeat you after I use this Eightfold Fist Shadow technique, I, Li Bihui, will admit defeat!" He immediately gathered a huge aura, and a huge black bat shadow appeared and disappeared on the entire arena floor.

"Eightfold Fist Shadow? Isn't there only sevenfold?" I could already feel Li Bihui's powerful aura, and sweat began to trickle down my forehead.

"Hehe, I have surpassed my master. This Eightfold Fist Shadow was originally prepared to deal with Wang Yu. Now, I can only use it on you!" He lightly stomped his foot on the ground. Instantly, patterned cracks appeared on the entire ground.

Sensing the powerful aura emanating from Li Bihui, Nie Xiaohai, sitting below the stage, turned pale. "This Eightfold Fist Shadow can actually rival my Gale Blade Technique's twelfth move, the Heaven-Shattering Strike. Well, Brother Xi might be in for a loss..."

"Eightfold Fist Shadow?" Even Nie Xiaohai's father, Nie Feilong, couldn't help but stand up, sensing Li Bihui's powerful aura.

"Wang Xi, behold my Eightfold Fist Shadow!" With a sharp shout, Li Bihui vanished into thin air. The ground was now covered in the shadow of a giant bat. Suddenly, Li Bihui unleashed a powerful punch at me.

"A mere newbie at the peak of the Fusion stage, let me show you the strength expected of a Golden Core cultivator!" I'd already made the boast, so all I could do now was put on a brave face.

Her eight-fold fist shadow was too fast; I couldn't dodge it and had to fight it head-on. In just an instant, a huge golden light erupted, and a golden dragon roared loudly at Li Bihui from within my entire aura.

"Golden Core Stage. Thirteen Bodyguards of Horizontal Training!" Instantly tensing all my muscles, I straightened my chest and fiercely met Li Bihui's first punch.

With the first punch from Li Bihui, I immediately felt my internal energy surging. Then, Li Bihui's fist struck like a giant hammer hitting a round mirror, creating ripples.

The second punch from Li Bihui made my muscles engorged with blood. I couldn't help but roar, and I forcefully deflected all the force of Li Bihui's attack.

The third punch—this was the third punch that even Runtu couldn't withstand. Gritting my teeth, I was almost coughing up blood from her blows.

The fourth punch. Even with my powerful internal energy protecting me, I couldn't help but let blood trickle from the corner of my mouth. At the same time, I felt an unbearable tightness in my chest, and an urge to vomit a mouthful of blood.

With the fifth punch, cracks began to appear on the ring beneath my feet, and I couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Come on. Your punches are too light, it's like a tickle. Come on, let your punches hit harder!" After spitting out blood, I felt much better. But I knew that Li Bihui had inflicted internal injuries on me.

"Heh..." Li Bihui just sneered after hearing my words. Then, the sixth punch came flying at me again.

That punch from Li Bihui instantly made me lose my sight. If I hadn't just absorbed a huge amount of spiritual energy, I probably would have been killed by that punch.

The seventh punch! When Li Bihui's seventh punch landed on my chest, I only heard the sound of my sternum cracking.

And Li Bihui, in the blink of an eye, threw her eighth punch at me. This punch was no less powerful than Nie Xiaohai's Heaven-Shattering Strike; this punch could very well kill me outright.

"Ahhhhhhh! I can't hold on any longer!" I roared, barely managing to gather all my inner energy to protect myself. But just as I managed to gather all my inner energy, it was completely dissipated by Li Bihui's seventh punch.

If I can't gather my true energy, I'll definitely be beaten to death by Li Bihui.

At that moment, a golden dragon suddenly appeared in front of me, then roared loudly at Li Bihui, spewing out thick black smoke.

All that could be seen was Li Bihui's eighth punch landing heavily on the golden dragon's thick scales. The golden dragon couldn't help but let out a shrill roar before flying heavily off the stage.

With a deafening crash, the golden dragon landed heavily on the ground. Li Bihui, standing before me, was panting heavily, having exhausted all her strength.

It was the king cobra; it sensed I was in danger. It knew that if I tried to take Li Bihui's punch head-on, she would beat me to death.

But the King Serpent is a living being, and it cannot appear on the stage to fight for me. Seeing even the King Serpent being forcefully blasted off the stage by Li Bihui's punch, large beads of sweat gradually rolled down my forehead.

"Brother, did he get Wang She's help?" Knowing I had broken the rules, An Yao's face gradually paled. Getting help to save me in the arena meant I had already admitted defeat and forfeited.

It's over. A chill ran through me. The King Serpent blocked the punch for me; I was saved, but I lost because of it.

"Wang Xi's aura has actually transformed into a real dragon!?" Suddenly, an old man in the audience trembled, his eyes filled with shock as he looked at me.

"His aura has transformed into a dragon! This is no longer just a Golden Core level expert. Wang Xi, he is very likely a Nascent Soul level expert, or even a Golden Immortal level expert. This is cultivation, true cultivation. Wang Xi, he is the number one cultivator in this world, the only cultivation master in this world!" someone shouted, then looked at the golden dragon that had landed and roared wildly.

"Wang Xi has successfully cultivated immortality! He is undoubtedly the number one in the world!" Instantly, everyone watching shouted.

"I've lost..." Seeing my aura transform into a real dragon, Li Bihui's pretty face turned ashen.

"Wang Xisheng, the heir of the Wang family!" The host shouted, and the entire martial arts tournament erupted in excitement.

Chapter 359 The Final Four

"Block me, don't let anyone see me spitting blood." As soon as I stepped off the stage, Black Dragon quickly supported me. Then, taking advantage of the fact that no one could see me, I lowered my head and vomited mouthfuls of blood.

"Brother Xi, how are you?" Seeing me so badly beaten by Li Bihui, Xi'er quickly took out a pill and put it in my mouth. Then, she, Nie Xiaohai, An Yao, Wang Che, Wang You, Liu Li, and others quickly injected their true energy into my body to preserve my meridians.

"My sternum is fractured. Li Bihui's seventh punch nearly shattered my internal organs. If Wang She hadn't arrived in time to save me, I might have been killed by Li Bihui's eighth punch." My face was deathly pale, and I couldn't help but spit out another mouthful of blood as I spoke.

"Brother Xi, you need to rest," Xi'er said.

"Yes." I nodded slightly after hearing Xi'er's words. Then, I quickly wiped the blood from the corner of my mouth with my sleeve and looked at Li Bihui with an arrogant expression, saying, "I, Wang Xi, am a master at the Golden Core level or above. I, Wang Xi, am the strongest master in this world!"

"Wang Xi is already a master at the Golden Core level or above, so dealing with Oda Seiji is a piece of cake for him. With Wang Xi leading us against Oda Seiji, we're in luck!" Many people immediately said after hearing my words.

"Long live the heir of the Wang family!" In an instant, my supporters filled the entire martial arts tournament. At this moment, my number of fans surpassed those of Wang Che, Wang Yu, Nie Xiaohai, and others, making me number one in the martial arts tournament.

"A master above the Golden Core level? I... I'm probably no match for him." Along the way, not only me, but even Wang Yu was covered in wounds. His battle with Wang You had inflicted severe internal injuries. The fight with the young Arhat from Shaolin had left him with a deep, bone-revealing wound on his shoulder. Seeing my strength steadily increasing, while he, though eager for battle, was hampered by numerous injuries, Wang Yu couldn't help but clutch his wounded shoulder and frown.

“Son, you really scared me to death just now. That King Serpent was really good to you, actually running to protect you when your life was in danger. Luckily, many people at the martial arts tournament were foolish enough to think that your aura had transformed into a real dragon. Otherwise, if it had been discovered that you were using the King Serpent as an ally, even I, as the organizer of this martial arts tournament, wouldn't have been able to side with you.” Back at the inn, Wang Yang said to me helplessly.

“Father, I’m sorry for making you cheat for me,” I said.

"Hehe, how can this be considered cheating? In the games we play, there are summoners who can summon monsters to fight, right? It's just that no one like you has ever fought with a monster, so there's never been anyone fighting with a monster in the arena. However, your King Serpent is really strong. It was sent flying by Li Bihui's eighth fist shadow with one punch, but it only needed to eat two catties of pills to recover. A giant serpent in the fusion stage is comparable to a Heartbeat level existence. Moreover, its physical body is even stronger than a Heartbeat level expert. Even I couldn't handle that petrifying poison. If you can really fight with the King Serpent, I'm afraid Wang Yu, the Four Heavenly Kings, and the Six Heavenly Demons are no match for you. Xi'er, you can already be called the number one in the world," Wang Yang said.

"Okay." I nodded gently after hearing Wang Yang's words of comfort.

"How are you? Are you feeling better?" Wang Yang asked, touching my sternum.

"Rest for a day, and I should be able to fight tomorrow," I said.

"The top four are decided: you, Wang Yu, Wang Huan, and the lucky Lin Fan. It's unbelievable! Three members of my Wang family have made it to the top four of this martial arts tournament. Haha, if the Empress Dowager of the Ye family knew, she'd be furious. Excellent, you've all done a great job. For the remaining two finals, as long as you don't draw Wang Yu, you'll have plenty of time to rest. The best outcome would be that you draw Wang Huan, letting Wang Yu and that lucky Lin Fan decide the winner. This Lin Fan... his background is a bit suspicious," Wang Yang said.

"Father, are you saying that this Lin Fan might be another subordinate of Oda Seiji?" I asked.

"Very likely, and he's Oda Seiji's strongest subordinate. Leng Yan, Bi Fang, and Xiao Haoren have already investigated the ancient tomb in Lin Fan's hometown. It's a very ordinary tomb, nothing wrong with it. Even if that tomb is the remains of an immortal, it's impossible for it to cultivate a top-tier god-level expert in just three months. Besides, there are no immortals in this world. If Lin Fan really is Oda Seiji's subordinate, then his ordinary performance over the past ten years is terrifying. What kind of person would have such terrifying patience to not use such unparalleled skills?" Wang Yang lit a cigarette and sneered.

"Well, if I draw Lin Fan tomorrow, I'll be extra careful. His advancement to the semi-finals isn't just due to luck. After all, he defeated Tong Jialing'er," I said.

Late at night, my chest was aching terribly, and I tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep. Xi'er was taking care of me, constantly bringing me towels to apply hot compresses to my chest.

Seeing how uncomfortable I was, Xi'er's eyes reddened with heartache. Gently massaging my chest, Xi'er asked, "Can't you sleep because of the pain?"

"Mm." I nodded and couldn't help but look out the window.

It happened to be the fifteenth day of the first lunar month. The bright moon hung high in the sky, making the outside world as bright as day. The wind picked up, and the weather grew cold. A mournful erhu melody drifted in from outside, its sound as lonely and desolate as the moon in the sky. The erhu player seemed to have endless sorrow, wanting to pour out their feelings, but finding no one to confide in, they could only entrust their inner turmoil to the music.

I couldn't help but step out of the inn. I glanced at a solitary middle-aged man on a distant high-rise, who took out his jade flute and began to play softly. As the flute's melody began, the mournful sound of the erhu paused slightly. Then, it joined my flute playing.

“Brother, you’re like Leng Yan now. But why do I miss the old you even more? I loved the old you. I loved how I always protected you. When I saw Leng Yan come to teach you martial arts, I was so happy. But what I feared has finally happened; now you don’t need me anymore…” Standing by the window, An Yao looked at the young man outside with a sense of relief in her eyes. At the same time, she bit her lip, looking somewhat aggrieved.

The person she likes is someone she can never be with, just like Liuli, whom Wang You likes.

"So annoying..." With the sounds of the erhu and flute constantly lingering in his ears, Wang Che picked up his watch and glanced at the time. Then he looked at his delicate face in the mirror. Next, he took out a face mask and applied it to his face.

"Interesting." Hearing the sounds of the erhu and flute, Wang You couldn't help but smile. Glancing at Liuli, who was fast asleep on the bed, Wang You flipped himself down from a rope. He then tucked Liuli in, put on his suit jacket, and left the room. When he reached the bottom of the inn, he glanced at the piano in the center of the hall and sat down.

As soon as the slender fingers touched the keys, a beautiful piano melody began to play.

"Damn it, wake up, all of you!" Wang Huan sat up abruptly in bed, then grabbed a large drum and pounded it. This drum used to be his instrument for training poisonous insects. It hadn't been used in a long time. The moment he struck the drum, Wang Yang, lying in bed, abruptly opened his eyes.

After taking stock of his skills, Wang Yang realized that besides not having mastered formations, he was also not very proficient in music.

"Ugh, they're taking advantage of me because I can't play a musical instrument. Looks like I'll have to learn a few more skills. The more skills I have, the more stylish I'll be when I'm showing off..."

Martial artists are skilled in more than just martial arts. Many are also masters of music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. The sounds of various musical instruments wafted from the ancient town of Jiangnan, echoing from all directions. By this time, the entire martial arts world was tightly united by this martial arts tournament. They all shared a common goal: to defeat Oda Seiji.

"My sternum is broken, and it hurts even more today than yesterday," I said to Xi'er beside me, frowning, the next day when the martial arts tournament resumed.

"Brother Xi, you can't use martial arts for now," said Xi'er beside him.

“Yes, Li Bihui’s seven punches yesterday were too brutal. I can’t use martial arts for a while. My martial arts have been temporarily crippled by Li Bihui,” I said.

"Wang Xi, the heir of the Wang family, will face off against Wang Huan, the fourth prince of the Wang family. Wang Yu, the seventh prince of the Wang family, will face off against Lin Fan, the luck king."

When the list of the final four was announced, the expressions of the four of us—me, Wang Huan, Wang Yu, and Lin Fan—all changed slightly. After exchanging a glance with me, Wang Huan immediately said, "Damn it, there's still residual poison from the demon blood in my body. I can't use my internal energy for the time being."

"You can't fight anymore?" I asked Wang Huan in surprise.

"You too?" Wang Huan looked at me in surprise after hearing my words.

"Luck King Lin Fan?" Wang Yu couldn't help but frown and look at the handsome young man, not expecting that he would draw the lucky king Lin Fan.

"It's over, I've run into the little devil Wang Yu this time. I'm afraid I won't be able to get the 2 billion prize money for being the number one in the world..." Lin Fan's face turned ashen as he glanced at Wang Yu, who exuded an aura of power.

Chapter 360 Lin Fan's Background

“Brother, even though I can no longer use my true energy, I still want to compete with you for the title of the world's number one martial arts master. I did a divination for myself yesterday, and I found that my luck has been pretty good lately. Maybe I can defeat you, defeat Wang Yu, and become the world's number one martial arts master.” On the arena, Wang Huan looked at me earnestly.

"Really?" I couldn't help but smile after hearing Wang Huan's words.

"Brother, let's do it!" Wang Huan said to me.

Even if he can't use his inner energy, Wang Huan still has many ways to deal with me. He can still use poison, Taoist magic, or swordsmanship, fist techniques, and footwork to defeat me.

The outcome of this martial arts tournament, and who will become the world's number one master, is highly unpredictable. Take Nie Xiaohai, for example; he had the ability to be among the top three, yet he was eliminated in the round of 32. Or Yang Yuan from the Shu Mountain Sword Sect. He was the most vocal in his predictions, but he was eliminated in the round of 32 by Tong Jia Ling'er. Tong Jia Ling'er, on the other hand, was a master capable of reaching the top four, but she encountered the relatively unknown Lin Fan and was eliminated by him.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but look at Lin Fan below the stage. Lin Fan, who exactly are you?

Is there really such a thing as luck in this world?

"Brother, since you're not going to make a move, then I will!" Seeing that I still hadn't made a move, Wang Huan became increasingly anxious. He himself hadn't expected to actually make it to the final four. Facing a master like me, he felt insecure.

The more I thought about it, the more anxious and frightened I became. I quickly drew my sword and charged at me.

"Six Ding Six Jia Formation, in!" With a flick of my jade flute, I hid in a corner of the arena.

Because I taught myself the Snake Formation obtained from the Five Poison Boys under Wang Huan, I quickly grasped any formation. After Leng Yan and Han Xin personally crafted a Snake Illusion Formation for me, I subsequently learned the Ten Formations that Leng Yan had taught me.

This Six Ding Six Jia Formation is one of the ten major formations that Leng Yan taught me. Since I am already a Fusion Stage expert, I can now easily set up illusion formations.

The so-called Six Ding and Six Jia refer to the twelve great guardian deities of Taoism. The Six Ding are six celestial gods, and the Six Jia are six celestial gods. When Wang Huan was trapped in my Six Ding and Six Jia formation, he immediately saw a huge Bagua (Eight Trigrams) square plate appear beneath his feet. At the same time, he saw the twelve celestial gods descend from twelve different directions, wielding various weapons and glaring angrily at him.

Wang Huan practiced Taoism, making him a semi-monk. Monks revere the gods; how could they dare to fight against them?

Even though it was an illusion, Wang Huan couldn't help but kneel down when he saw the twelve celestial gods. Unable to use his true energy, Wang Huan was utterly powerless to resist the twelve celestial gods at that moment.

His face paled instantly, and Wang Huan immediately dropped his sword, saying, "I admit defeat..."

Because it was an array. The onlookers below could only sense the array's existence, but couldn't see the illusion within it. At that moment, everyone thought I was the only cultivation master in the world; they thought I was killing someone just by waving my hand.