"Dharma Master Le Yuan, be careful. This person is good at using poisonous pills."

Jiang Li reminded from the top of the mountain when he saw this monk walk into the arena.

Jiang Li was naturally happy to acknowledge the other party's kindness.

"Thank you for your reminder, Benefactor Jiang. I will take note."

As he spoke, he walked in. This also meant that the challenge had begun.

The disciple of the Hundred Tempering Mountain was furious. It was one thing for him to be unable to defeat Jiang Li, but now, a baldy even dared to look for trouble with him. Did he think that anyone could come and bully him?!

"Dharma Master Le Yuan, the antidote for the poisonous pill will naturally be handed out after the competition."

"If you are here for the antidote, there's no need to do this. You're asking for trouble!"

The expression of the Hundred Tempering Mountain disciple was extremely ugly. Evidently, he was not in a good mood.

After all, he was surnamed Ma, one of the two great clans of the Hundred Tempering Mountain.

He was used to being arrogant and domineering in the sect. Those disciples with foreign surnames were subservient in front of him and allowed him to bully them. He had always been the one bullying others and had never been bullied in half his life.

However, he had been provoked by Jiang Li earlier and was unable to take revenge. This caused his narrow mind to collapse.

"Amitabha. Suffering is a form of cultivation to begin with. This Monk can naturally understand its wonders. On the other hand, Benefactor Ma should understand the word 'suffering'."

After Monk Le Yuan walked into the arena, his hands still did not move. He did not take out any artifacts or change his posture but directly walked towards the other party.

"Hmph, you want me to suffer too? What shameless boasting!"

"Le Yuan! I advise you to quickly activate your artifact. Don't think that just because you have a higher seniority, I will show you mercy!"

Although that was what he said, the Hundred Tempering Mountain disciples really did not dare to casually attack.

It was unknown if this was due to Dharma Master Le Yuan's talent or if it was fate, but when he entered Benevolent Travel Temple a few years ago, he was actually taken in by the previous generation's Divine Monk.

Those top-notch cultivators with unfathomable cultivation levels were existences on the same level as the founders of the Scripture Storage Valley.

With such an existence as his master, it was hard to say whether he was strong or not. However, just his backing was enough to make most people need to be careful when dealing with him.

"Amitabha. My palms have been together for five years and have never separated. There's no need for any artifacts. Benefactor Ma, feel free to attack."

Together for five years?

Jiang Li was stunned when he heard this, and then he carefully sized up this monk.

Immediately, he felt goosebumps all over his body.

Originally, when he saw that the other party was dressed in a grayish-brown monk robe, Jiang Li thought that his identity was special, so the clothes he wore were different.

However, after careful observation, he discovered that the cloth was originally yellow in color. However, because of his palms being together, he had not taken off his clothes for five years.

He had worn it for too long and had not washed it before, so it ended up in this color.

It seemed that Benevolent Travel Temple's cultivation was really difficult.

Jiang Li, who loved cleanliness, looked at the clothes and felt a chill run down his spine.

Fortunately, there was the existence of Fasting Pills in the cultivation world, and one did not need to excrete after eating them. Otherwise, this meditation technique would be even harder to cultivate.

"Hmph, you asked for it!"

When Cultivator Ma saw that the other party was unmoved, he was angry. With a flip of his hand, three pills of different colors appeared.

Tri-colored Poison Wind!

Three poisonous pills shot out in a triangular shape. After flying past a stream of light, they exploded around Monk Le Yuan at the same time.

Black, red, and green poisonous gases instantly spread out, and they interacted with each other to form a tri-colored poisonous tornado that surrounded Dharma Master Le Yuan.

Ssss!

In the area enveloped by the poisonous gas, the rock layer on the ring was quickly corroded and disappeared layer by layer. It could be seen how terrifying the toxicity of the three-colored poisonous wind was.

If an ordinary mortal was thrown in, they would probably be corroded into a puddle of acid in three seconds.

Even if the body of a Qi Refinement cultivator was extraordinary, facing this kind of poison, their outcome would definitely not be good.

Other than the Medicine Men, the disciples of the Hundred Tempering Mountain relied on these poisonous pills to easily kill many powerful opponents.

However, seeing that their Uncle-Master was enveloped by the poisonous fog, the other Benevolent Travel Temple disciples did not show any worry.

Swoosh!

Suddenly, a blinding golden light pierced through the three-colored poisonous fog. The vile poison quickly melted and dissipated under the golden light.

More and more golden light appeared. In just a few breaths, the poisonous fog vortex was forcefully torn apart.

Dharma Master Le Yuan walked out unscathed. His speed did not even change.

"How… how is this possible?!"

The Hundred Tempering Mountain disciple's hands flew as poisonous pills were thrown out like flowing water.

Monk Le Yuan did not dodge and allowed the poisonous pills to hit him.

One had to know that these poisonous pills were all made by alchemists from the Hundred Tempering Mountain. Although the power was reduced by Qi Refinement realm disciples, the poison could not be faked.

Even Jiang Li would grow a few pimples if he encountered it. However, this Dharma Master Le Yuan was actually not afraid at all.

To be taken in as a disciple by the previous generation's Divine Monk, this Le Yuan was indeed extraordinary.

"Amitabha! This poison pill technique is not orthodox. Benefactor Ma, it's best to repent early!"

Le Yuan stepped on a golden trail and transformed into a shining illusion. He walked towards the other party.

The disciple of the Hundred Tempering Mountain retreated step by step. As Le Yuan approached, the golden trail gave people a powerful pressure, making the other party feel as if he had nowhere to run.

In next to no time, the other party was forced to a corner of the arena, and he had no room to retreat.

The two sides were extremely close, their faces almost touching.

Swoosh!

The Hundred Tempering Mountain disciple's clothes were suddenly torn apart by the golden light. Immediately, five or six porcelain bottles fell out.

"My pills!"

The Hundred Tempering Mountain disciple cried out in surprise. He wanted to reach out and take it, but in the next moment…

"Ami! Tabha!"

With a Buddhist chant, the golden light in front of him suddenly expanded, pushing the Hundred Tempering Mountain disciple who was filled with confidence off the stage!

At this point, the second place on the White Rankings had changed hands again!

Ever since Monk Le Yuan participated in the competition, every battle had been resolved like this. No matter who his opponent was, no one had been able to force him to separate his hands. What he displayed was overwhelming strength.

Nobody expected such a dark horse to appear at the end of the competition.

This monk seemed to be even stronger than Chang Wanzhou of Shu Mountain!

...

Bang!

In the spectator area floating in the sky, Situ Tingxin from the Hundred Tempering Mountain grabbed the handle of the chair.

Pure jade pieces scattered in all directions. This chair that was completely made of spiritual jade was destroyed on the spot.

It was no wonder that Situ Ting would be angry.

The benefits of the appearance of the Medicine Garden Mystic Realm this time were too great. It was possible to change the structure of the entire cultivation world of the Great Mountain Region. It was even more so for the Hundred Tempering Mountain, which specialized in alchemy and weapon refinement.

As long as he grasped the opportunity, he would be able to ride the wind and ascend to the top. At that time, he would be able to truly stand at the peak of the cultivation world of the Great Mountain Region and trample everyone beneath his feet.

In this Grand Competition, they even used their sect's trump cards, the Medicine Man Secret Technique and the Poison Pill Technique.

They sent the one-time use medicine men to deal with the strongest geniuses of the other sects. Then, he would crush the other with the poison pill technique that was difficult for cultivators to resist at this stage.

They were taking a risk to offend the other three sects in an attempt to take first place on the two rankings in one go.

However, reality was harsh.

In the Foundation Establishment realm arena, a monster appeared from the Shu Mountain Five Elements Peak, causing their plan to be ruined by half.

Helpless, they could only take a step back and get first place in the Qi Refinement realm arena. As long as they had that 10% and with the efforts of the other disciples, as long as their share reached more than 15%, they could still rise up with an absolute advantage!

However, following that, they encountered Jiang Li. This disciple who had clearly been injured by a Core Formation cultivator still easily killed their number one Qi Refinement Medicine Man.

Helpless, they could only change their plan again and get second place. That was enough!

In the end, it was actually destroyed by that old baldy's disciple!

Damn it! Why could a Qi Refinement realm cultivator master the secret manual of Benevolent Travel Temple? This did not make sense! It should not!

...

On the second ring of the Qi Refinement realm, the disciple of the Hundred Tempering Mountain fell out of the ring in a sorry state. However, because he was only pushed out of the ring by the golden light, he was not injured.

"You win! Hmph! Return the medicinal pills to me!"

After the disciple surnamed Ma got up, his expression became incomparably ugly. He lowered his head and was about to take back the porcelain bottles, but his outstretched hand was stepped on by Monk Le Yuan.

"Benefactor, hand over the antidote." Le Yuan said coldly, his expression turning cold.

The Hundred Tempering Mountain's disciple wanted to reject this request and use the antidote as a threat to humiliate them.

However, the problem was that they had offended more than one or two people this time. That poison pill technique could be considered to have offended everyone from the other three sects.

This was especially true for the body cultivators of Benevolent Travel Temple. They had been drugged several times in a row. As the martial uncle, it was already very kind that Monk Le Yuan did not cripple these poison users.

If they still wanted to use the antidote as a threat, then sorry, it would be three against one. Let the battle begin!

Cultivator Ma had a sullen expression on his face, but the situation was better than him. Helpless, he still handed over the antidote.

After Monk Le Yuan distributed the white antidote, the expressions of the poisoned cultivators quickly improved.

They were not afraid that the other party would trick them. The connections behind the disciples who ate the pills could directly scare people to death.

It was one thing to offend one or two people. With the power of the Hundred Tempering Mountain, they could still intimidate them. However, if they were to offend all of them at once…

With their alliance, it was not impossible for them to really destroy the Hundred Tempering Mountain.

After Monk Le Yuan finished distributing the medicinal pills, he raised his head and his burning eyes met Jiang Li's.

"Benefactor Jiang, can I seek your guidance?"

This Hundred Tempering Mountain's Qi Refinement cultivator was actually going to challenge the second and first place on the White Rankings in succession.

Jiang Li smiled. He had expected this from that gaze.

There were still four hours until the end of the competition. This was probably the final battle!

The feeling this monk gave Jiang Li was completely different from other Qi Refinement realm cultivators.

For some reason, the other party actually made him feel a slight threat.

There seemed to be an extremely terrifying force hidden in the other party's body. Even Jiang Li could not help but be a little shocked when he sensed it.

"Dharma Master Le Yuan, do you want to rest for a while?"

Jiang Li spoke politely, and the other party replied with his actions.

Le Yuan still pressed his palms together and steadily walked up to the highest ring that Jiang Li was on.

Both sides looked at each other and saw excitement in each other's eyes.

"Benefactor Jiang, please make a move."

Monk Le Yuan's body was already completely covered in a layer of golden light. He walked towards Jiang Li step by step with a seriousness he had never shown before.

"Then I won't stand on ceremony."

Jiang Li also approached step by step. At the center of the ring, the distance between the two sides was close to the boxing range.

Jiang Li raised his fist. He did not use any moves or any spiritual qi, and it was as if he was meeting a good friend. Jiang Li's fist lightly smashed towards the other party's chest.

Bang!

Under the seemingly light fist, there was a terrifying force that could not be matched.

Monk Le Yuan, who was covered in golden light, was directly struck by the punch until he retreated seven steps before barely stopping.

A vast force was sent into the ground by him, and a large piece of rock beneath his feet was directly crushed into powder.

This was the first time Monk Le Yuan had been beaten back in the competition.

This was also the first time a Qi Refinement realm cultivator could remain calm after receiving a punch from Jiang Li.

"What an amazing Palm Meditation Technique. Benevolent Travel Temple's body cultivators are indeed worthy of their reputation!"

After Jiang Li looked at his fist, he also praised endlessly. Although it was only 30% of his strength, it was still the might of a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

This Palm Meditation was one of the ultimate techniques of Benevolent Travel Temple. Although the cultivation difficulty was extremely high, in contrast, this secret cultivation method was very, very powerful!

The reason Jiang Li could recognize it at a glance was because Elder He had mentioned it to him many times.

In the past, Elder He had encountered such a Palm Meditation cultivator. However, in the end, he was unable to break through the other party's defense.

"Amitabha. I'm not skilled enough. Please excuse me, Benefactor Jiang."

Dharma Master Le Yuan smiled and stepped forward again. This time, Jiang Li used 50% of his strength to punch his opponent again.

The surging brute force directly sent the other party flying. At this speed and angle, this strike was definitely enough to directly knock him out of the arena.

However, the speed at which he was sent flying soon became abnormal. After flying for only 20 meters, the force was forcefully canceled out again and slowly stopped in the air.

After landing on the ground, he still walked firmly towards Jiang Li.

Jiang Li noticed it this time.

When the other party pressed his palms together, all the strength in his body was perfectly combined. Moreover, it was connected to the enormous energy in his body, and it surprisingly resolved all the strength under his fist without suffering any injuries.

That feeling was similar to his Overlord Body Art, but it was clearly much stronger in all aspects.

"Please punch."

Le Yuan stood before Jiang Li again, and his entire body was like a piece of iron that remained unmoved, and he was prepared to endure any force.

Then, Jiang Li used 70% of his strength.

He raised his fist again and struck his opponent's chest.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The ring behind Le Yuan began to shatter and collapse.

Jiang Li's fist force struck his opponent's body, but it was guided to the ground with a unique technique.

However, this monk who was emitting golden light did not take a step back this time!

"I never expected that one of the disciples of Benevolent Travel Temple of this generation would actually master the Palm Meditation Technique!"

"Jiang Li is in danger this time."

On the spectator stand, Elder He of the Scripture Storage Valley frowned. It seemed that even he did not think positively of Jiang Li's battle.

"Senior Brother He, what's going on with this Palm Meditation Technique? It can even withstand the fist of your disciple."

Beside him, the Head Elder of the Rejuvenation Hall, who looked like a middle-aged woman, asked. Although Jiang Li was injured, his incredible strength did not change much after a few fights.

That was a monster who could fight against Foundation Establishment cultivators. Could it be that there was another Qi Refinement realm cultivator in this era who could match him? Was this possible?

Even Shu Mountain's Golden Light Sword had been defeated by Jiang Li. Could it be that there was an even more monstrous disciple among this generation of disciples?

"This Palm Meditation Technique is a secret cultivation method of an old monster from Benevolent Travel Temple. The difficulty of cultivation is extremely terrifying, and the requirement for talent is extremely shocking."

"Those who can cultivate it are all geniuses that only appear once in a hundred years. However, once they cultivate it, it can be said that they are invincible among their peers. Their meditation stance is almost impossible to break. Moreover, the longer they cultivate it, the stronger the power of their attacks will be."

"If Little Jiang Li was not injured, I believe he would be able to break through the Palm Meditation Technique. However, the true terrifying aspect of this Meditation Technique is not when his palms are together, but after he releases it!"