Hoo! Hoo!

  Gusts of fierce winds howled across the campus, and the sky grew increasingly overcast. But the atmosphere on campus was even more suffocating than the gloomy sky!

  "Brother, be careful!" Teng Qingyu, Teng Qinghu, Zhuge Yun and several others gathered together. Teng Qingshan's face showed a faint smile as he nodded his head. Then, he displayed the "Tianya Xing" light body technique, his entire person was like a wisp of green smoke, floating and flying above the crowd, only tapping the heads of two Guiyuan Sect disciples before landing on the stage.

  "Master!" Teng Qing Shan smiled and greeted Pang Shan!

  "Good kung fu!" Pang Shan's eyes lit up and he praised.

  The stage was four feet high and ten feet long and wide, paved with bluish-gray rock. On this empty stage, there were only two people, Teng Qing Shan and Pang Shan. Teng Qing Shan's eyes swept downwards, and he felt a pang in his heart as he spotted Zang Feng, who was wearing all black, standing far away.

  Zang Feng hugged a long knife and looked up at Teng Qing Shan with a cold gaze.

  "Hu!" His body shot up from the ground, like a flowing light, flashing several times, and then traversed more than twenty yards of distance to arrive on the stage.

  "Zang Feng leads!"

  "Zang Feng Shixiong!"

  ……

  With scattered cheers, followed by earth-shaking applause, there were cheers from the Black Armor Army soldiers and also from the core disciples of the Guiyuan Sect. Over the years, there have indeed been many people who sincerely supported Zang Feng.

  "General Teng leads!"

  "Mount Qingcheng!"

  ……

  Many of the Black Armor Army soldiers roared, especially those from Teng Qing Shan's original camp, who shouted the loudest. Teng Qing Huo's face turned red with excitement. It was known that Teng Qing Shan was the first leader, so naturally, his soldiers supported him. Meanwhile, the third leader's cavalry supported Zang Feng.

  The second and fourth squad leaders also shouted loudly.

  In just an instant!

  The entire campus was like a boiling pot, with waves of shouting voices sweeping across the campus like a hurricane. The stage was the center of the hurricane. Teng Qing Shan, wearing a cyan stone-colored robe, held a silver-gray revolving spear in his hand. Zang Feng, wearing a black robe, also grasped a divine soldier.

  Pangshan Tongling's mouth moved as he stood in the center of the arena.

  "The arena match, the one who leaves the arena loses, the one who admits defeat loses. The trial of swords and spears is without eyes, but if anyone intentionally kills someone, they will be put to death!" Pang Shan's loud voice boomed and echoed throughout the school grounds, immediately silencing the shouting voices in the school grounds.

  Pang Shan turned his head and glanced at the people sitting on the high platform in the distance, including the Sect Master 'Zhuge Yuanhong', who nodded to him.

  "Teng Qing Shan, Zang Feng, let's begin!" Pang Shan said, then turned around and jumped off the stage.

  Only two people were left on the stage——

  Hong Qing Shan! Zang Feng!

  "Zang Feng Shixiong, please enlighten me!" Teng Qing Shan bowed his hands.

  "Please!" Zang Feng also responded with a cold nod.

  ……

  The playground was quiet without a single disturbance, while on the high platform at the edge of the playground, three people sat in chairs, namely Sect Master 'Zhuge Yuanhong' and two law enforcement elders.

  "The Sect Master, look at Zang Feng this child, his sharpness is exposed, even if tens of thousands of martial artists stare at him, his eyes don't have a hint of hesitation. Standing on the arena, he's like a sharp knife. His will is so firm, just this kind of determination is hard to find among young people. Compared to when I last saw him fight against Ji Hong, he's much better now." The white-haired Elder said.

  The host smiled and nodded.

  The middle-aged man next to him said, "Shibo! That Teng Qing's eyes are closed, unmoving like a mountain! He stands there with his long spear, completely unaffected. At such an age, it's rare, really rare!"

  "Master uncle, Master great-uncle, which one of you two thinks will win?" Zhuge Yuanhong smiled faintly as he looked at the arena.

  "I dare not say!" The master's uncle shook his head.

  The apathetic middle-aged man also shook his head and immediately said: "What do you think, Sect Master?"

  "Qingshan killed Mengtian, I didn't see it with my own eyes... Maybe today, he can show his true strength." Zhuge Yuanhong smiled faintly and said, "Hmmm... Feng has finally made a move!"

  ……

  Indeed, on the stage, Zang Feng was accumulating momentum from the start. Teng Qing Shan held a long spear and smiled faintly in response!

  "Win, must win cleanly!" Teng Qing Shan's eyes locked onto Zang Feng.

  Zang Feng's eyes were like a sharp eagle, staring at Teng Qing Shan. Suddenly, his feet shook violently, and the green stone floor cracked open with several fissures. Zang Feng himself transformed into a flowing light that darted towards Teng Qing Shan, covering nearly eight zhang in distance in the blink of an eye. All that could be heard was a 'hissing' sound.

  The sword's shadow is like a cold and desolate crescent moon!

  A flash of cold light on the blade edge was reflected in Teng Qing's pupils.

  Hong Qing's pupils contracted! His arm transmitted an astonishing force in an instant, and the Wheel of Reincarnation moved!

  Wow!

  The long spear shot out like an arrow, its tip tearing through the sky with a piercing whistling sound!

  "Clang!"

  At the moment of contact between the two weapons, Teng Qing Shan's gun tip produced a powerful spiral force! Sweeping away the war knife, Zang Feng's face suddenly changed! Originally, the majestic and powerful Zang Feng felt as if his war knife had fallen into an invisible whirlpool.

  Whoosh!

  A spear thrusts straight into the heart!

  "No!" Zhang Feng's eyes widened in surprise.

  "Clang!" At the moment of life and death, the scabbard on his left hand drew an arc, colliding with Teng Qing Shan's gun tip. Borrowing the force of the collision, he kicked off the ground and immediately flew backward several zhang. Only after landing did Zang Feng realize that his forehead was covered in cold sweat, and his back was also drenched with sweat.

  "What a terrible marksmanship!" Zang Feng exclaimed in shock.

  He didn't know that to win cleanly, Teng Qing Shan used 60,000 jin of force! Because the Ninth Layer of the Fierce Bull Strength Technique could burst forth with such strength. With such a strong force, combined with Teng Qing Shan's Five Elements Gun Method, even Meng Tian, a top-ranked master, couldn't defeat him.

  Hong Qingshan smiled slightly.

  Wow!

  The long spearhead thrust upwards, transforming into a flowing light that stabbed towards Zang Feng once again.

  "Hiss!" "Hiss!" "Hiss!"...

  Gun shadows like sharp arrows!

  A thousand arrows flying at once!

  One by one, the sword shadows were like a group of venomous snakes, biting towards Zang Feng in a hurry. Zang Feng held a war knife in one hand and a scabbard in the other. His footsteps were agile, constantly dodging and jumping, and the war knife and scabbard in his hands were also constantly blocking. There was one thing - he was constantly retreating!

  "How is it possible? How can this be?"

  In retreat, Zang Feng was anxious in his heart.

  "I'm going to attack!"

  Zang Feng wanted to attack, but every shot of Teng Qing Shan's contained spiral force, each shot seemed to hide a whirlpool. Moreover, Teng Qing Shan had long practiced the "Three-Body Style", and his understanding of that ever-changing realm was increasingly profound. His shadow-following gun technique completely enveloped his opponent!

  One shot after another, one whirlpool connecting another!

  With great difficulty, he parried gun after gun, but the endless and unrelenting gunfire made Zang Feng feel as if he was trapped in a huge whirlpool. Zang Feng was completely surrounded, with no place to escape! All he could feel was that his knife skills were unable to be unleashed, each time he parried it was like he was going to vomit blood!

  Not to mention Zang Feng!

  Even the Innate Expert 'Sima Qing', the transformed demonic beast 'Chi Lin Beast', once entangled by Teng Qing Shan's 'Shadow Following Form' spear technique, found it difficult to break free.

  Like a small boat, trapped in wave after wave of the sea.

  With great difficulty, it withstood wave after wave, but... in the end, the small boat would capsize!

  "Pffft!"

  The sword sheath flew up!

  Zang Feng was left with only one battle knife in his hand, his forehead was covered with sweat beads, his face was red and swollen, his eyes were wide open, staring at the gun shadows.

  "Clang!" "Clang!" "Clang!"...

  Wow!

  Only one battle knife flew up!

  "Ah!" Zang Feng let out a low, mournful cry of pain.

  Silence!

  Dead silence!

  Only on the battlefield, Zang Feng fell to the ground, his face pale. And Teng Qing Shan's Reincarnation Gun was pressed against Zang Feng's throat.

  "I, I..." Zang Feng's eyes gradually regained their luster as he stared at the silver long gun in front of him with a lingering fear. He could feel an eerie warmth emanating from the tip of the gun, and he clearly remembered that it had been thrust straight at his throat. "I didn't die? This Teng Qing Shan... actually stopped at the last moment?"

  ……

  Thousands of Black Armor Army soldiers on the school grounds and nearly ten thousand core disciples were all stunned at this moment.

  This battle was very short!

  Apart from the initial swift and fierce slash, he only had the strength to parry against Teng Qing Shan's gun shadows that were like a surging tide. Under the terrifying long spear's envelopment, which was like a stormy rain, Zang Feng seemed like a weak sheep, barely holding on for a few breaths, in the blink of an eye, his scabbard flew off. Then, his battle knife also flew off!

  Lost miserably!

  ******

  On the high platform at the edge of the school grounds, Zhuge Yuanhong and two law enforcement elders also gasped in unison.

  "What a formidable marksmanship!" The old man with white hair exclaimed.

  Zhuge Yuanhong's eyes shone with praise, saying: "Qingshan's hundred-man-long gun technique was also like this. However... at that time, there wasn't this kind of perfect and unending atmosphere. Every gun's momentum is connected, once the first gun can't break through, facing Qingshan's endless gun shadows, one will fall into an inescapable situation!"

  "The more you struggle, the more miserable you lose!" The cold middle-aged man also exclaimed, "Facing this marksmanship, either use the crushing surname's innate true yuan to defeat him! Or use a faster attack to directly break his first move! Or, with extremely fast speed, escape from the gun law shroud."

  The three of them were all naturally gifted.

  What a high level of insight! At a glance, he saw the ferocity of Teng Qing Shan's shooting technique. Even among those with innate abilities, this shooting technique is formidable.

  "Actually, Zang Feng is quite capable. His 'Flowing Star Knife' has probably reached the second level of 'Moon Knife'. " The middle-aged man with a cold demeanor praised, among the pre-heavenly strongmen in the Guiyuan Sect, only he had cultivated knife techniques! And it was also the cultivation of 'Flowing Star Knife'.

  "Master, that Teng Qing Shan, is he really only seventeen years old? And this marksmanship, did he create it himself?" The middle-aged man looked at Zhuge Yuanhong in disbelief.

  Zhuge Yuanhong smiled and nodded, then looked at Teng Qingshan on the stage: "The gun technique just now, the atmosphere of life and death, and in the last moment, he can easily stop. The tip of the gun touched Zang Feng's throat, but didn't hurt a bit. This control power, 'entering subtlety' realm, he has absolutely achieved great success!"

  The other two law enforcement elders also nodded.

  That fierce and violent attack, in an instant the gun was stopped at the throat skin, without hurting a single hair. This control is indeed astonishing.

  "With his qualifications, once he reaches the Innate, haha..." Zhuge Yuanhong smiled brightly.

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