Zhao Yi and he engaged in combat, and the fight was intense, evenly matched, and hard to separate.

Li Zhiyuan knew this was Zhao Yi's intention.

The two small roles earlier were insignificant and quickly dealt with, but this old thing had some strength, so he fought a little longer to allow himself to observe more.

The cooperation between the teams, no matter how strong the Liang sisters were, was secondary. Li Zhiyuan valued Zhao Yi's capabilities.

Lin Shuyou was the same; even though he hated Zhao Yi bitterly, his first reaction upon meeting them was also to pave the way for future cooperation.

After transferring the seam of life and death successfully with Zou Jiang's merit, Zhao Yi's strength had greatly increased.

The difference between a genius and an ordinary person lies in that ordinary people, with limited energy, can only study one thing in their lifetime, whereas geniuses can tackle multiple things simultaneously.

Zhao Yi didn't use a weapon; he fought with bare hands against the old Taoist priest who wielded a long sword. His palms were covered with a watery glaze, which absorbed, diverted, and controlled the opponent's force whenever they clashed with the opponent's weapon.

As the fight went on, the old Taoist started to waver, and dense spots resembling age spots began appearing on his body, turning into corpse spots as they accumulated.

Infant phantoms continuously emerged from the old Taoist, which were supplements he hadn't fully digested.

The old Taoist knew that continuing this fight was not feasible. His body couldn't withstand prolonged exhaustion. However, whether he used footwork, talisman paper, or skills, the young man in front of him easily neutralized them, forcing him into such primitive grappling.

Zhao Yi was sure to win, and he did so with ease.

Run Sheng watched with some emotion. The Mr. Zhao who was once like a weak willow was now able to fight fiercely.

This made him wonder just how strong his own Xiao Yuan would become after reaching adulthood and practicing martial arts. Perhaps by that time, he would no longer need to shield him.

Liang Yan approached Li Zhiyuan and asked, "Haven't you practiced martial arts yet?"

Li Zhiyuan: "No."

Liang Li followed and asked, "You've been walking on the river, why not practice martial arts?"

Li Zhiyuan: "It would exhaust my body."

Liang Yan: "Since that's the case, why are you in such a hurry to light the lamp and walk on the river?"

Li Zhiyuan: "Heaven knows."

Liang Li: "Aren't you worried about advance martial training limiting your future development? If I were you, I would go to any lengths just to win the position of the Dragon King."

Li Zhiyuan: "Because in my view, being the Dragon King is just the starting point of the next stage, not the future."

The two sisters fell silent.

Different people saying the same words affect listeners differently. From Zhao Yi's attitude towards the youth, they understood the youth's extraordinariness, but they didn't expect such ambition from him.

Liang Yan covered her mouth and laughed, "I heard you already have an engagement?"

Li Zhiyuan didn't answer this question; he had no engagement, but he didn't want to say he didn't.

Liang Li: "Have you considered taking concubines?"

In the distance, while fighting, Zhao Yi couldn't help but shout:

"You two really don't know how to write the word 'death'!"

Upon hearing this, the old Taoist's face turned ashen. This young man, who had already exerted immense pressure on him, could still be distracted by the conversation!

Liang Yan: "You don't want to marry in, so one of the two of us will be left over. It'd be better if the leftover one went to be someone else's concubine."

Zhao Yi: "Hahaha, your elders wouldn't dare agree!"

Liang Li: "My elders are very open-minded; they didn't stop us regarding you, did they?"

Zhao Yi: "You misunderstood, I mean they truly wouldn't dare."

Liang Yan: "Focus on your fight; it's taking you so long to finish."

Liang Li: "Still too weak."

Zhao Yi, extremely annoyed, laughed and shouted to Li Zhiyuan, "Do something impressive, lend me the copper coin sword!"

Li Zhiyuan spread his right hand, and a copper coin fell into his palm. He flicked his left index finger on the copper coin and tossed it forward.

Copper coins flew out swiftly, assembling in the air into a sword with heavy copper rust.

Zhao Yi flipped and caught the sword.

Instantly, the sword hummed.

Back then, when Zhao Yi borrowed this sword from Li Zhiyuan to play with, it never made such a sound because Zhao Yi was truly weak at that time. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

Now, able to use martial arts normally, as a Zhao family bloodline, he naturally resonated with Zhao Wuyang's sword.

The copper coin sword swept across, and with a crisp sound, the old Taoist's long sword broke.

Zhao Yi followed up with a sweep, shredding the old Taoist's Daoist robe and long beard, revealing a decayed body riddled with holes.

Finally, Zhao Yi rose into the air and lunged downward.

The old Taoist fought back desperately, but ever since he went astray, everything around him bore an evil aura, which the copper coin sword naturally countered.

In a flash, all obstacles were shattered, and the copper coin sword pierced the old Taoist's forehead.

Zhao Yi followed with a slap, causing the copper coin to vibrate, and the old Taoist's body shuddered as his soul and the grievances within it were obliterated completely.

After completing this, Zhao Yi extracted the copper coin sword, wiped the blood from it, and lamented:

"This sword truly belongs with the Zhao family."

As he spoke, Zhao Yi deliberately gave the youth a sidelong glance, hoping the youth would understand a gentleman's beauty.

Li Zhiyuan: "Since you've taken my sword, I can only go to your Jiujiang Zhao Family Treasure Vault..."

"Buzz!"

Zhao Yi slapped his palm, and the copper coin sword separated back into copper coins, falling into Li Zhiyuan's hand.

He knew this youth's expertise in arrays was unimaginably high, and the treasure vault's array might not be able to stop this fellow.

Li Zhiyuan collected the copper coins and said to Zhao Yi: "You're still holding back."

Zhao Yi: "Not at all, it's just that this old thing couldn't withstand a fight."