106. Crippling His Son
Chapter 106: Crippling His Son
Seeing Li Hao's actions, Li Qianfeng was momentarily stunned.
Then, his eyes widened slightly, as if in disbelief, and his entire body trembled with anger:
"What do you mean?"
"Afraid of hurting you with a sword, so I'll use this instead."
Li Hao smiled as he spoke, but his heart was filled with cold killing intent.
Hearing Li Hao's words, everyone in the courtyard was stunned, doubting their ears.
Facing Li Qianfeng, a top-tier prodigy and a direct disciple of the Buddha, Li Hao actually planned to fight him with just a chopstick? What does it mean to be young and reckless? They finally understood today! This wasn't just arrogance; it was utter disdain and looking down on everything!
At the table, Li Tiangang's face changed drastically. As he was shocked, his eyes filled with anger.
Earlier, he thought Li Hao was merely reckless, which he could barely understand. After all, reaching such a terrifying level of cultivation at the age of fourteen, it was inevitable to be arrogant.
But this was no longer recklessness; it was extreme arrogance!
If it were an ordinary fifteen-mile stage opponent, there might still be a chance, but Li Qianfeng was a disciple of the Buddha!
Even if Li Hao had such abilities, what would it matter?
Defeating his cousin with a chopstick would be a severe blow to Li Qianfeng, causing him to never lift his head again, and possibly breaking his Dao heart, ruining his life!
If that truly happened, how could Li Tiangang face his deceased brother?
At the same table, Jian Wudao and Chu Jiuyue were both shocked, never expecting this talented young man to be so insane.
A chopstick to defeat a prodigy, how was that possible?
Was he replacing a sword with a chopstick? Jian Wudao was puzzled. Given Li Hao's posture and the fact that the Li family had given him a famous sword, he probably practiced swordsmanship too.
However, remembering the eyes of that child back then, he couldn't help but shake his head silently. When they mentioned the Yongye Sword earlier, he was already displeased, thinking the Li family had buried another famous sword.
This child could never achieve anything in swordsmanship!
Compared to the three, Liu Yuerong and Dao Sheng Jiang Haiping were both shocked and angry, with a hint of delight.
Li Hao's arrogance was seeking his own death!
This thought flashed through the minds of most guests present. Indeed, geniuses were geniuses, but they also had the bad habit of arrogance, which often led to their premature demise!
"You..."
Li Qianfeng stared at Li Hao, although the young man had a warm smile, he could sense the contempt in his eyes.
"I will make you pay for this!"
Li Qianfeng gritted his teeth and said word by word.
His aura suddenly expanded, his robes billowing, and he swung his sword, saying through gritted teeth:
"Take my sword!!"
Li Hao stood calmly, his smile gone, not even interested in a mocking smile.
A bright sword energy slashed over, causing Li Hao's clothes to flutter and his hair to fly.
Holding the chopstick, he casually flicked it, sending out a sword energy.
With a bang, the two sword energies collided and neutralized, kicking up dust from the ground.
The surrounding tables and houses were covered by Li Qingzheng's power, so they were unaffected.
But seeing the two already in action, Li Qingzheng suddenly remembered that he hadn't invited the ancestral spirits from the ancestral hall to temporarily release their vows.
But then he remembered, neither of them were bound to the Li family's ancestors, so there was no need to worry about hurting each other and breaking their vows.
"This kid..."
Li Qingzheng muttered to himself, his gaze fixed on the scene. He originally thought Li Hao would surely win, but now, seeing Li Hao being so arrogant, he was a bit nervous.
The brief clash didn't use real power, but they were evenly matched, surprising everyone around.
"Hmm?"
Jian Wudao's eyes narrowed, the sword energy the boy just sent out had a natural feel.
Li Qianfeng's eyes were cold, his gaze filled with killing intent. He hadn't expected the other's power to be so strong, so he stopped holding back and suddenly raised his aura to the peak, like a sword-wielding war god.
"Sword Technique, Bright Moon, Rise!!"
Li Qianfeng used his strongest move to crush Li Hao in one blow!
Terrifying sword intent gathered in his palm, extending out as sharp sword energy. The surrounding guests were shocked, feeling as if their throats were being cut.
"It's the Li family's Sea Boundless Sword Technique!"
"He comprehended the third level at such a young age?"
"Such high sword talent, this sword is unmatched by anyone below a master!"
Everyone was shocked, their gazes serious.
Outside the open space, Ren Qianqian held the sword box, her eyes shining. That sword... seemed familiar!
But... it seemed different from what she saw that day.
Much simpler.
Seeing the opponent's sword technique, Li Hao's eyes were cold and indifferent. Perfect level, indeed impressive, but... still not enough!
He slowly raised the chopstick in his hand.
In an instant, dazzling light burst from his fingertips.
Sea Boundless.
Bright Moon, Rise!
A bright moon suddenly illuminated the entire courtyard.
And countless pairs of eyes!
Even in broad daylight, the brilliance of the moon couldn't be concealed, dazzling to the extreme.
Jian Wudao, who was regretting that Li Qianfeng hadn't become his disciple, suddenly widened his eyes.
The wrinkles at the edges of his eyelids seemed to be stretched open.
That was... the True Realm?!!
Jian Wudao stood up abruptly, losing his composure, looking incredulously at the young man.
Apart from him, his four disciples, including Bian Ruxue, all had shocked expressions, looking at the scene in disbelief.
They were all sword cultivators, so how could they not see the terror and brilliance of that sword!
The light on the city wall back then once again illuminated the world.
Ren Qianqian, holding the black sword box, gripped it tightly, her knuckles turning white, her eyes filled with that light and the boy's figure.
"Hao-ge!" On the other side, Li Yuanzhao was also excitedly clenching his fists.
"What?"
Liu Yuerong's cold smile froze, speechless at the sight of the bright moon.
Next to her, Dao Sheng Jiang Haiping, Bodhisattva Lin Wujing, and others were also shocked. They hadn't expected Li Hao, apart from his cultivation, to have reached such a level in swordsmanship, a rare sword prodigy in a thousand years!
At this moment, the one who felt it the most was Li Qianfeng, who was extremely shocked. He had reached the perfect level, which was already impressive. His third uncle wasn't even close at this age.
But the boy in front of him...
Before he could think more, the bright moon crushed down from a chopstick.
Li Qianfeng's eyes widened in rage, and he roared in humiliation, his hair flying: "Break!!"
Two identical sword techniques collided, but in the next moment, Li Qianfeng's body was sent flying, crashing into a banquet table, spitting blood.
His luxurious clothes were all torn, and in the brief clash, he was already covered in wounds.
And this was only because Li Hao used a chopstick. If he had used a sword, it wouldn't just be superficial cuts but blood splattering everywhere!
Li Qianfeng climbed up from the ground, looking at Li Hao with shock.
Although his swordsmanship was not as good as the other's, the difference in weapons was vast, yet his sword couldn't cut through Li Hao's chopstick!
He could feel that in the moment of the clash, the other's chopstick carried a power that deflected his sword, not truly clashing.
He had used the same method to defeat other fifteen-mile stage opponents but hadn't expected to face this.
This could only be done by overwhelming the opponent with power!
But he practiced the top-tier power technique!
To surpass him, it would require the imperial family's "Nine Heavens Soaring Cloud Technique"!
But even so, the gap shouldn't be this large!
As Li Qianfeng stared, Li Hao walked over.
Li Qianfeng's pupils shrank, filled with grief and humiliation. He wanted to suppress Li Hao with his own strength but ended up being pushed to this point.
He had trained for four more years!
His eyes were bloodshot, suppressing his killing intent, boiling inside: Go to hell!!
Suddenly, he gathered his power in his chest, activating the power his master had given him.
With a buzz, like a morning bell and evening drum, a roaring power surged through his mind.
Then, terrifying power flowed from his chest to his limbs, his blood reaching its peak, his strength soaring!
Simultaneously, the unopened large meridians in his body were all forcibly opened, filling with violent power, though only temporarily.
In an instant, Li Qianfeng's large meridians increased from 58 to 82!
The Li family's meridian opening technique was 54 meridians, the Buddha's top technique was 58, and the imperial family's best was 62.
Now, with this power, his large meridians were forcibly opened to 82!
Twenty more than the imperial technique.
The added meridians made him feel clear, while a Buddha's voice whispered in his mind, his soul power surged, his mind unprecedentedly clear, his soul power rapidly expanding!
From the original twenty miles, it grew to thirty miles!
Even the royal family would be eclipsed by this.
As his soul power increased, so did his power to control objects.
Li Qianfeng felt his whole body's power surging rapidly, feeling as if he could pluck stars and grasp the moon!
With a cold gaze, he stood up from the ground, facing the young man directly, then suddenly used his body technique, almost like a shadow, enhanced by his object-controlling power, practically teleporting forward.
He wouldn't give the other any chance to react, nor give others a chance to intervene; he wanted to cripple Li Hao with one sword strike!
Li Qianfeng's surging aura naturally attracted countless people's attention, all astonished, not knowing what technique this was.
Li Qingzheng's face changed slightly, about to intervene, but suddenly, Li Hao's originally large stride sped up.
Not fleeing, but rushing towards Li Qianfeng!
The two figures almost intersected in an instant, so fast that those below the fifteen-mile stage could barely see the gray afterimages!
Li Qianfeng slashed at Li Hao, but the next moment, he felt a tiger-like imposing force from Li Hao, his pupils shrinking in shock.
The sword struck the chopstick but missed.
The chopstick headed straight for his eye socket.
Li Qianfeng hurriedly swung his other hand, a Buddhist palm technique, a form of martial arts that also enhanced weapon training.
But the arm he intended to use for blocking was grabbed by Li Hao at an even faster speed, catching his palm.
As if grabbing a soft sponge.
The power of 98 meridians combined with 369 cycles of qi movement, plus the instant double burst power of the Yin-Yang dual meridians, directly crushed the hand, bones and flesh twisted into a mass.
Before Li Qianfeng could scream, Li Hao's chopstick had already pierced into his eyeball.
With a bang.
A sudden wave of shock swept through.
But at the same time, an even more vast power enveloped Li Hao, protecting him.
A snow-white figure flashed by—it was the Buddhist Bodhisattva. He appeared between Li Hao and Li Qianfeng, instantly separating the two, carrying Li Qianfeng back a dozen meters.
"What a ruthless move!"
Lin Wujing's gaze was cold as he glanced at Li Hao, then looked down at the pierced eye of Li Qianfeng.