Chapter 194: The King's Performance

"My goodness!"
Li Sansi claimed innocence.
Although the fierce attack from Shen Jian towards Li Qingshan was indeed his intention, the subsequent heavy punches directly hitting Yang Qiansha were not at all his command.
After Vajra Guardian dropped his sword, he immediately threw a punch with an unimaginable speed. Before he could even react, his superior had already been knocked down.
At this moment, when Cold Changkong heard his colleagues whispering, he sensed that something was amiss. Though Small Copper Medal wanted to explain, he couldn't find the strength to speak.
With the Phoenix Jade in his own hands, who would believe if he said he didn't order it?
But whether to say it or not, the ability of the Grand Master is indeed extraordinary. Just carving a motionless statue of the Enlightened King is so awesome. If he personally comes forward, he could easily defeat these two gold medallists without even lifting a finger.
In the early days at the Peak of the Hidden Dragon, the National Teacher and Cao went together to fight the Sword Saint, but they were easily defeated by the opponent, so Li Sansi subconsciously thought that the current National Teacher was just a weakling.
Now think about it, the concept of first impression is really harmful. The national teacher is a Buddha at the 8th floor, gathering those who practice Mahayana Buddhism. Apart from the legendary War God Li Mi, he is the most amazing person in the Great Wei Dynasty... It is inevitable to lose to the Sword Saint.
Change your perspective and think about it, how many people in the world are qualified to force Master Jian to draw his sword? Not to mention compete with him for several rounds.
It can be seen that Lord Guoshi is still quite awesome, but he encountered a more powerful Sword Saint.
Little Bronze thought that it would be necessary to establish a good relationship with the Great Master in the future and asked him to engrave all the gods and Buddhas on the Prisons Phoenix Jade. Who would dare to provoke me in the future?
At the beginning of the rising emotions, a familiar deep voice suddenly came from the palace of thoughts, "How about it, should this move be rewarded, my lord?"
The tone was slow and rhythmic, revealing a sense of pride and self-satisfaction.
"Luo Hou!"
Li Sansi's body tensed instantly, as if he had figured something out. He immediately used his spiritual sense to transmit his voice, saying, "Was it you controlling the immovable King to attack Yang Tou?"
"Besides the original, who else can there be? Isn't it surprising? How should one thank the original?"
Rohou's voice came again, sounding even more arrogant.
It still had not realized the seriousness of the situation.
Thank you, do I owe you?... Li Sansi took a deep breath, unable to hide the fierce look and thoughts in his heart.
No wonder! I didn't give any orders, but Don Mingwang took the initiative to throw punches at Yang Touda. It turns out to be the work of Luo Hou!
As the owner of Qiu Fengyu, it is only natural for me to have absolute control over the immovable Mingwang's Dharma appearance... In theory, yes, and only I can control the immovable Mingwang.
But what I overlooked was that after Luo Hou made a lifelong oath of eternal loyalty with his own demonic will, his fate and path became absolutely connected with his own. That is to say, the current Luo Hou can also control Qiu Fengyu!
Upon thinking about this, Li Sansi suddenly felt overwhelmed. He gathered his thoughts and looked at Luo Hou, who was laying out his plans in a golden cage, and asked irritably, "What do you mean? Yang is one of us, why did you beat him?"
"One of our own? Why would one of our own want to arrest you? As far as I can see, that guy named Yang with the gold badge must be jealous of your recent popularity and is trying to settle a personal score by trying to kill you!"
Luo Hou sneered, "Of course, it doesn't matter if you die. The main point is that I mustn't have any trouble. Who made us become one now? Otherwise, I wouldn't have defended you... Hmph! Speaking of which, if it weren't for the fear of revealing my identity, I would have long revealed my true form and slapped him to death! Why would I need to borrow the insignificant body of this little Ming King to show off?"
As soon as these words fell, Li Sansi immediately spewed out a fragrant smell and sprayed wildly at Luo Hou.
It's nothing more than this damn Meddler like you, obviously the situation is already good, but still want to find trouble for yourself and so on, making Luo Hou stunned and puzzled, thinking about what evil fire this little bronze medal released? Did the deity do something wrong again?
After Li Sansi finished venting his anger and threatened to deduct the half-month of free time he had promised, he angrily left the Palace of Thought, leaving Luo Hou alone and confused.
In the courtyard, Leng Changkong saw that Li Sansi had been silent for a long time and couldn't help but feel embarrassed, after all, so many people were watching. As the pressure of being the king forced him to protect his dignity.
So he quickly straightened his body and looked at the seemingly confused Li Sansi, deciding to step forward and give him some advice, hoping that Xiao Fengqi could give him some face so he could suppress the anger of the unmoving Ming Wang and avoid embarrassing himself in front of everyone.
If I make myself as miserable as Yang Tou'er, I won't have any brothers anymore.
In the night breeze, Cold Changkong stood up amidst the gaze of the crowd, and walked step by step towards Li Sansi.
Even though his heart was in turmoil, always on guard against the Non-Moving Vajra's attack, his face remained fearless, holding his sword forward with a touch of masculinity.
Not only did his group of bronze and wooden plaques admire him, even Li Qingshan's subordinates were deeply impressed... Never could they have imagined that after witnessing the terrifying strength of the Non-Moving Vajra, Cold Changkong would still dare to step forward, worthy of the title of "Forcing the King".
As soon as the sound of footsteps started, Li Sansi, who woke up from his mind palace, sensed the movement on Cold Changkong's side, and he immediately noticed that the other party wanted to show off.
There was an immediate sense of grievance in his heart.
At this moment, the formidable power of the immovable vajra deity has gradually dissipated. After one sword and one punch, this statue-like manifestation has almost exhausted its combat power and its defense has become extremely weak.
Though it can no longer protect itself completely, it still holds value in terms of utility.
片刻沉寂，李三思忽然浑身一阵颤抖，假意发出了痛苦的哀嚎，看上去有种走火入魔的味道征兆。
他握紧囚凤玉，给了冷长空一个意味深长的眼神，随后就在场间众人惊恐的眼神注视下，他大叫了一声，“冷大哥你别过来！这尊法相太过于强大，我难以掌控，方才已经误伤了杨头儿，可千万别再伤着你了！快些退开！别再往前了！”
The voice was shrill and resolute, carrying a hysterical roar.
As soon as these words fell, everyone suddenly realized, "Ha! I thought this guy was so powerful, but it turns out he can't control the power in the Prison Phoenix Jade at all. Now he's being rebounded by the Dark King, even our own gold medal officer got beaten up. It seems that he is also in danger at the moment, serves him right!"
The mockery and whispers echoed in the darkness.
Leng Changkong also heard Li Sansi's words. He slowed down his pace and hesitated whether to continue forward. But suddenly, Li Sansi's divine voice transmission came to his ears with a different version of the story. "Big Brother Leng, there's no time to explain too much. The punch to Yang Tou'er was not my intention. I will explain in detail later... Now, there are too many people and it's too noisy. Listen to my arrangement and go directly to Ming Wang with your sword! Rest assured, although the dharma form seems strong, it is actually weak. With one sword from you, it can be shattered! By doing this, not only can I have a way out, but you can also demonstrate your saintliness in front of everyone..."
"Show your holiness in front of others!"
Li Sansi said so much, but Leng Changkong only focused on the last sentence.
He quickly raised his head, his eyes becoming incredibly resolute.
The slowed footsteps lifted again and gradually quickened.
After rushing two steps, his whole body rose up in the air like a thunderbolt, falling towards the unmoving appearance of the intimidating Ming Wang statue.
While he was in mid-air, his expression instantly became incredibly solemn. After a moment of silence, he shouted across the space, "Feng Qi, don't panic, just hold tightly to the Phoenix Imprisoning Jade and don't move. I will come to slay the Ming Wang with my sword!"
In the midst of speaking, the heavy sword has already been unsheathed, and a dazzling sword aura rises from in front of him, extending into the air in an instant.
The exaggerated sword aura that crossed dozens of feet instantly captivated the entire audience, completely overshadowing the golden light emitted by the Manifestation of the Bright King.
再有片刻，剑芒随之而落，裹挟着无比锋利的六楼剑意，直接斩向了身前高大且威严的不动明王法相。
剑芒下落的过程中，冷长空给了李三思一个“你懂我”的眼神，示意他不要太过于被动，要适当做出反抗。
Li Sansi understood immediately and immediately gave the final order to the motionless Ming Wang, who was already at the end of his strength... Raise both hands high towards the rising sword aura, assuming a posture of attacking with falling sword and fist!
And then, what the crowd saw next was the towering figure of the enlightened king suddenly turning cold and indifferent. He first chanted a Buddhist mantra towards the approaching Leng Changkong who was wielding his sword, and then slowly raised both hands... One hand held a sacred sword, while the other clenched a powerful fist, emitting the last ray of light towards the long and radiant sword energy in the sky.
The audience gasped in astonishment...both gold medal champions were so strong, yet they were defeated by the Invincible Warrior.
Now that the Divine Sword and the Mighty Fist are joining forces, how can Cold Void possibly withstand them? Is he really risking his life to show off?
The cry of astonishment quickly subsided, turning into a silent wandering in the dark night.
In the moment when the sword fell, the divine sword shattered, the mighty fist collapsed, and the majesty of the Bright King's Dharma form was completely pierced by the cold and sharp sword aura containing the breath of the sixth floor, quickly dispersing into countless brilliant lotus flowers dissipated in the world.
At that moment, the golden light in the sky disappeared, and only the bright sword beam illuminated the entire dark night above the courtyard.
In a solemn voice, Silver-ranked Qiu Lan suddenly stood up and questioned, "Impossible! How could Cold Changkong alone break the Illusion of the King?"
His voice was loud, filled with disbelief. Everyone present could hear him clearly and feel his reluctance and jealousy.
But no one paid attention to him.
As is known to all, Qiu Lan has had a conflict with Leng Changkong, and it is expected that there will be doubts raised.
However, the fact is right in front of us. If the unmoving appearance of the Ming King was not shattered by Leng Changkong with a single sword, with numerous witnesses, what is the point of questioning?
Groups of people looked up one after another, and there was no longer any distinction between positions. After the edge of that sword, everyone became devoted fans of Cold Changkong.
They looked at Changkong, who had achieved his swordsmanship and then retired, and their hearts were filled with admiration. They were on the verge of shouting "You are awesome, Biwang!"
The more it comes to the moment of showing off, the more the King of Show-offs can remain calm.
Li Sansi, the second generation King of Show-offs, greatly admires this.
While everyone's worshipful emotions were apparent to Chang Kong, he chose to turn a blind eye.
After landing, he immediately stationed his long sword and raised his head slightly, assuming the posture of a master as always.
Then, he sighed softly and once again made the essential declaration for showing off, "The heavens did not give birth to me, Cold Changkong. The way of the sword is eternal, like the long night! Fengqi, since you cannot control the immovable Mingwang Dharma image, I am forced to destroy it. Don't blame me."