The Prince of the World Chapter 63: Champion Among the In-door Disciples Part Three

Five wins in a row!

Yan Li felt that he was a step closer to the first place.

“Next round, Aroma Fairy and Yan Li!” Yuan Changfeng announced punctually.

A scent of fragrance breezed through the air as the Aroma Fairy flew onto the stage, yanking her sword out, and went straight at Yan Li.

Contrary to her delicate looks, the way she attacked was rather muscular, if not aggressive, where the length of her sword, fuming and glowing, reflected the hateful glare shooting out of her mesmerizing eyes, sending ripples of chills down Yan Li's spine.

Yan Li could not help but wonder if, at some point, he had gotten on the wrong side of her.

However, right now it was really not the good time to linger on something like this, so he too pulled out his sword and started striking back.

After a series of back-and-forth, the Aroma Fairy's movement gradually slowed down as she was obviously running out of Zhen vigor.

But Yan Li, on the other hand, could still perform the Heavenly Cloud Sword Skill in an effortless and precise manner.

Theoretically, the Aroma Fairy should have known by now that she stood no chance of defeating Yan Li and should just stop there; yet, surprisingly, she showed no signs of quitting at all!

Fatigue kicked in since Yan Li had already fought five disciples non-stop, so he was well-aware that he must end this round as soon as possible; otherwise he would be in a tough spot when confronting Shentu Hanxiang, Nangong Yong and Qin Shuang in the following rounds.

Na Xu!

Summoning the Mixed Yuan vigor, Yan Li pulled off the unique move as the Aroma Fairy felt her hands going stagnant, as if the air had become thick and sticky.

“My apology, Shijie!”

With a slight huff, pressure exploded off of the sword in Yan Li's hand, breaching the Aroma Fairy's shield as Yan Li slapped her on the back.

A great surge of force pushed the Aroma Fairy off the stage, but somehow managed to not hurt her a finger.

“Next round, Yan Li and Nangong Yong!”

On cue, the latter appeared on the stage, looking toward Yan Li with smiling eyes, “Shidi Yan, what do you say we take a short break now? I mean, you must have been tired after fighting six rounds in a row.”

Nangong Yong was the first to have suspicion about Yan Li's real identity; still, it had never crossed his mind that he should be the prince of Dayun Empire.

Ever since Yan Li's identity had been revealed, Nangong Yong would automatically let go of his usual nonchalant attitude and put on an ingratiating face whenever they two met.

“Here, Shidi Yan. Take this! This pill can help you restore your energy in a few minutes!”

After Yan Li dismissed his previous suggestion, Nangong Yong, not pissed off at all, handed him a jade bottle with a smile.

Yan Li was a little confused by that, but still accepted the bottle and thanked Nangong Yong.

However, as soon as he took the pill, Yan Li immediately felt a warm surge coursing through his system before joining the sea of vigor and refilling it.

“I'm ready to go now, Shixiong Nangong!”

“Perfect! Let's go!”

Two figures leaped forward in tandem and collided in the middle of the stage, upon which Yan Li sensed a penumbra of pressure coming his way, since Nangong Yong was even much harder to take on than Lin Jingyun and Lin Pou.

So, for the first time in the contest, the Heavenly Sword Skill had been rendered practically useless.

That was when Yan Li realized that he would most definitely be pummeled if he did not use the Mixed Yuan vigor here, and quickly managed to pull off the move Naxu again.

A faint trace of surprise blinked off in his eyes as Nangong Yong felt his movements going rigid all of a sudden, as if he was trapped in a quagmire, when all the while Yan Li performed the Heavenly Sword Skill again, this time using the Mixed Yuan vigor.

Technically, only the thunder element could draw the maximum capacity out of the Heavenly Sword Skill, but after some trial and errors, Yan Li discovered that the Mixed Yuan vigor, not showing any specific trait like those natural elements, could not only activate the sword skill but more importantly, strengthen it!

Affected by the one-two punch of Naxu and Yan Li's enhanced attack, Nangong Yong, face turning red out of adrenaline rush, struggled to hang on for a few minutes before stepping aside and giving in.

“I lost, Shidi Yan! You're awesome!”

“Finally saying it, Shixiong Nangong?” Seeing that Nangong was cool about this, Yan Li could not help but throw in an idle banter.

But before jumping off the stage, Nangong Yong made sure to whisper to him, “Watch out for Shimei Shentu, Shidi Yan!”

“Next round, Shentu Hanxiang and Yan Li!”

Actually, even without Nangong Yong's reminder, Yan Li would nevertheless pay special attention to that girl, who, with an almost two-meter (about 6'6) long knife in her hand, made Yan Li's eyes twitch slightly.

“Entry-level artifact?” Staring at the knife, Yan Li murmured.

If his memory served him right, Shentu Hanxiang did not use an artifact back then; but now in this life, she did.

“Is this some kind butterfly effect?” Yan Li wondered.

“After you, Shimei Shentu!”

Nodding, Shentu Hanxiang deadpanned, “Be careful!”

As soon as she dropped this, Yan Li saw a chilling glow, ripping through the air, come barreling down toward his skull at crazy velocities.

Looking at Shentu Hanxiang, who was only of average height, waving a gigantic weapon and charging at him, Yan Li felt extremely weird.

But there was no time for him to get distracted any more, for that the icy blade of the knife was only inches away from him now; without thinking twice, Yan Li pulled off the Heavenly Cloud Soaring using the Mixed Yuan vigor before leaping out.

The Bladeless Sword and the artifact clashed with a deafening “Bang”, and Yan Li immediately felt his palm going numb as he took a few uncontrollable steps back.

“Holy! That was powerful!” Yan Li gawped silently.

But before he could retract from his thoughts, another chop of the knife followed as blood-curdling pressure encapsulated him.

Na Xu!

Letting out a slight huff, Yan Li drew a circle in front of him with the Bladeless Sword.

The artifact, though traveling with astonishing momentum, still got twisted away by Yan Li's move, who then seized the opportunity and initiated his strike.

The unusual length of the artifact would definitely affect its flexibility in a close-range fight, and Yan Li thought that was something he could take advantage of before he got completely thrown off guard when the knife suddenly shrunk to half of its original length—Yan Li had forgotten that artifacts could shift according to their owners' needs.

Holding the knife with both her hands, Shentu Hanxiang launched a series of fierce chop and cut.

Yan Li lifted his sword up to counter off the attack, feeling his arm gradually giving out with every collision absorbed by the Bladeless Sword, which was almost knocked out of his hand a few times.

“Shit! If it keeps going like this, I'll definitely be screwed! Maybe I should…!”

Thinking of this, Yan Li decided to tap into the Blood Monster vigor; and soon enough, all the blood in his body was running wild as a murderous intention emerged in his mind.

Shadow Spear!

Shifting a little, Yan Li's figure multiplied as he thrusted the Bladeless Sword out from a weird angle.

Shentu Hanxiang, expressions grave, took a couple of deftly swings around herself to form a protective dome.

“Break!”

Yan Li snapped, and then numerous shadowy swords chopped toward Shentu Hanxiang.

An orchestra of pounding and clanking rang off before her fortress of a shield started to crack.

Space Spear!

With a grotesque glow of red blinking off, Shentu Hanxiang turned a ghostly pale as the tip of a sword kissed the skin of her neck, giving off an eerie scent of blood.

Chapter end