Chapter 60: A Terrifying Aura, I Am Invincible!

"I don't want to hurt you either. Go put on your protective gear!"

Zhang Kuanglong spoke in an overbearing and arrogant tone, waving his hand with words full of unquestionable authority.

"Old master, this... should we intervene..." someone murmured beside Li Changqing.

"No need. Since everyone wants to see the true dragon of the Li family, let them see it." Li Changqing's expression remained calm.

"Protective gear won't be necessary," Li Li waved his hand dismissively.

"You piece of trash, someone who cannot even control his own emotions—you won't even be able to withstand a single blade strike from me!"

Li Li naturally knew that Zhang Kuanglong's indulgence in his emotions was not due to a lack of control, but rather deliberate. But as someone grounded in great virtue yet capable of thunderous wrath, he had no intention of tolerating such provocation when someone came looking for trouble.

"Fine! Fine! Fine!" Hearing this, Zhang Kuanglong laughed out of extreme anger, his voice sounding like thunder shaking the heavens.

At Li Li's words, a genuine spark of fury ignited within him. Originally, picking a fight was merely a task assigned by his elders, but now he truly wanted to teach Li Li a harsh lesson.

"I hope you can still talk this tough when I stomp you into the dirt!"

Zhang Kuanglong strode toward Li Li with his blade drawn, his momentum surging higher with every single step he took.

The martial arts Zhang Kuanglong practiced were the Zhang family's ancestral technique, the Black Wind Mad Blade. Passed down through the Zhang family for hundreds of years and refined by the wisdom of generation after generation, it could be considered a superior martial art.

Indeed, while the world today was not lacking in powerful foundational martial arts, martial arts came with invisible thresholds. If you were a supreme genius, naturally you could master them at a glance; but with ordinary aptitude, even if handed a peerless martial art, you would not be able to comprehend it or even cross the threshold.

The Zhang family's blade manual consisted of only a single thin volume, yet the various annotations and commentaries filled an entire room. Nearly any problem encountered during blade practice could be found within these texts left behind by predecessors.

As for why the Zhang family also used saber techniques, the reason was simple: it was not a coincidence. Sword techniques tended to appear only among high-status, prestigious households.

The Qishan region was once known as a harsh and impoverished land with a fierce and unyielding populace. For those making a living scraping by in the mountains, a saber was naturally far more practical than a sword.

The more prosperous a region, the more people used swords; the more remote and bitter the place, the more people used sabers. Near the borderlands, spears became the weapon of choice... Of course, this applied to ancient times.

Yet, great clans with ancestral heritage naturally preserved the traditions of the past.

As Li Li watched Zhang Kuanglong approach, he had already mapped out the opponent completely in his mind. The other's realm was only at eighty percent of the entry stage, slightly lower than Li Tianxing's, but his explosive power was definitely superior to Li Tianxing's—a natural disparity in bone and sinew.

Had Li Li not completed the Mountain Lord Grand Refinement, the outcome of a duel against Zhang Kuanglong would have been hard to predict.

Yet now, having achieved the True Form of the Mountain Lord, all six of his dimensional attributes had broken through the threshold of two, his neural reflex rate had stacked to eighty percent, his mental explosive power had reached two hundred and forty percent, and he had even slain demons to validate his self, creating his very own Demonic Blade Slash.

With all these various factors stacking together, how could he be merely one or twice as strong as he was on the sixth day?!

Furthermore, his vital energy, essence, and spirit were now completely restrained within him. Even among Dao-entering experts, aside from someone like Li Changqing, others would find it truly difficult to discern his true depth unless they had interacted with him for a long time.

Just like the Zhang Kuanglong before him, the fellow was probably still judging him based on the video footage leaked from day one, completely failing to understand what it meant when people say: "Part for seven days, and a cheater reveals his true colors."

Of course, Li Li knew his cheat was still relatively small; seven days of growth could only handle those in the entry stage. In the multiverse, there were life forms that grew tens of millions of times stronger in seven days...

"Then brace yourself..."

Li Li drew his blade. Tucked into his waist was a long-bladed saber he had casually picked up from the clan's martial arts arena that morning. Made of alloy, it was no divine weapon, though it could be described as reasonably sturdy.

The scabbard was crafted from ordinary rosewood.

The moment the blade cleared its sheath, the expressions of many people standing nearby shifted dramatically. At the instant the saber was drawn, a feeling even washed over them that the sky itself had turned gloomy.

Yet in reality, the sky was completely clear and cloudless—clearly, this was merely a psychological illusion.

The moment Li Li took hold of his saber, the feeling he projected was completely different from when he was unarmed. As the long blade cleared the scabbard, those with sensitive minds could vaguely perceive a rising, blood-colored aura billowing around Li Li!

Compared to this fierce and violent blood aura, Zhang Kuanglong's so-called unbridled dominance instantly turned into superficial showmanship, a paper tiger unworthy of mention.

Simultaneously undergoing an astonishing transformation was Li Li's physique. His previously loose and baggy clothing was directly strained taut at that moment, and through the fabric, the contours of his muscles were faintly visible.

In particular, Li Zheng, who stood closest to Li Li, was startled into a frenzied retreat upon catching sight of the terrifying visage of a savage tiger appearing behind Li Li's back, as if ready to pounce and slaughter at any moment.

Not to mention Li Zheng, nearly everyone else from the three families present in the arena—save for a few with formidable composure—was deeply startled by the sudden shift in Li Li's physique.

Even his loose, thick garments could no longer conceal the brutal, true form of the fierce tiger.

Standing nearly ten meters away, young onlookers like Mu Yao were so terrified that their legs turned weak. Their mouths hung wide open, as if wanting to scream, yet they had completely lost their voices.

They never imagined that Li Li, who had previously appeared so refined, gentle, and softly spoken in front of them, could possess such a brutal and terrifying side. This brutality was easily ten times fiercer and more ferocious than his image in the previous video!

Their only sensation at that moment was that Li Li was no longer human; he had completely transformed into a monster.

They were no strangers to underground martial combat, often frequenting such events as spectators, yet those fighters—even the star athletes of various clubs—possessed no such terrifying aura.

And understandably so; experts at the Dao-entering level would never stoop to fighting in ordinary matches. What they had witnessed were merely struggles within the entry-stage realm. As for powerhouses who had broken through the Six Great Limits, such fierce existences might not even exist in a place like Tiannan. Even if they did, such figures would certainly be wholeheartedly pursuing even greater heights.

The commercialization of martial combat also destined it to remain a grassroots pursuit.

In their current perception, the so-called star fighters they had previously watched appeared utterly feeble by comparison!

The world was vast, and talented experts emerged in droves, yet the world of ordinary people was extremely narrow, confined to their immediate surroundings. This was the so-called deviation of worlds.

If the surrounding onlookers felt this way, what must Zhang Kuanglong, the primary target of Li Li's killing intent and battle aura, have experienced?!

Zhang Kuanglong was still roughly twenty paces away from Li Li. Originally, with every step he took, his momentum had built and grown stronger; but now, the foot he had lifted could no longer bring itself down.

In his perception, he was no longer facing a human being at all, but rather a savage, overbearing, evil, and terrifying tiger demon!

Before he even realized it, Zhang Kuanglong was already drenched in a cold sweat.