Chapter 19: Song Yue's Gaze

  The "Blood War Book" of the Mo Xie, Jiang Cheng knew about it.

  It's been five years since I came to this world and I've seen it several times. It's a common custom in the neighboring tribes.

  If a warrior has suffered great humiliation, when he wants to wash away the shame, he will use this "Blood War Book" to challenge his opponent.

  Once the arrow is shot, the blood oath is signed, and if the opponent accepts the challenge, life or death is irrelevant, everything depends on victory or defeat to determine heroism!

  If the opponent refuses to fight, then this person is a coward's name and will definitely spread throughout the entire White Tiger Eight Banners in one day.

  At this time, the person who came to challenge was Jiang Cheng.

  "Someone here to challenge me?" Jiang Cheng turned his head and took a look at the astonished tribal leader Ge Xiong, then suddenly said: "Just in time, let me vent the frustration of these two days!"

  As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Cheng strode towards the gate of the tribe's village.

  The clan leader Ge Xiong opened his mouth, but nothing came out. This matter concerned personal honor and shame, and as the clan leader, he couldn't just chime in casually.

  A man from the mountains can have his head chopped off and blood flowing, but he absolutely cannot lose face. Otherwise, he will spend his whole life hanging his head in shame.

  "Jiang Cheng-ge, it's not good! Bai Hun's Bai Xiao is challenging you and is shouting at the entrance of the tribe!" Shi Tie rushed over to report.

  "White Hawk, just in time!" Jiang Cheng's eyes narrowed and his feet moved even faster.

  This guy actually dared to force Song Yue to be his slave girl. This account has yet to be settled with him by Jiang Cheng.

  The white arrow shot over, the "Blood War Book" instantly made the entire Ge Mountain lively, especially those tribal girls who were not allowed to enter the mountain, they immediately surrounded them.

  "Jiang Cheng, get out here!"

  "Jiang Cheng, get out here! Half a month ago, you used the power of your ancestors to protect yourself and beat me until I was broken-boned and vomiting blood. Today, I, Bai Xiao, will avenge my past humiliation!"

  At the entrance of the Ge Shan Department's stronghold, a white hawk riding on a dark thunderbolt horse was yelling there, with a long blood mouth cut open in the middle of its forehead, and fresh blood dripping down its face, looking particularly ferocious.

  This is also a custom of nearby tribes, blood shame, washing shame with blood, that's what it means.

  What's all the fuss about?

  When I first obtained the Battle Soul, I could beat you to the point of breaking bones and vomiting blood. Now that my cultivation has made rapid progress, dealing with you is as easy as eating and drinking, or defecating and urinating!

  "What's the hurry?"

  Jiang Cheng opened his mouth and said one sentence, which made Bai Xiao so angry that he couldn't speak a word, pointing at Jiang Cheng's chest violently heaving up and down.

  The old man who had just poked his head out of the wooden building in the distance couldn't help but nod his head in satisfaction. Anger can make people lose their rationality, and the battle has actually already begun.

  "Either fight or don't, if you're not brave enough to fight then get lost quickly, don't waste my time!" A glint flashed across Jiang Cheng's eyes, in the mountains and forests, the beasts that love to be reckless die the fastest!

  "You... want to fight, let's fight now! Ahhh, Jiang Cheng, if I don't tear you apart today, my surname isn't Bai!" White Sorrow, enraged by Jiang Cheng, couldn't help but let out a furious roar towards the sky.

  "Come on then!" Jiang Cheng strode into the arena and stood firm.

  "Lord Bai Xie, calm down, don't fall for his trick, this kid is absolutely no match for you!" Just as Bai Xie jumped off the Thunderbolt Horse, one of the six riders who came with him, a hunter, reminded him in a loud voice.

  Bai Xiao's furious expression suddenly retracted, his body slightly crouched, a fist shadow flashed out, and he charged forward like a cannonball.

  Huang Jie Zhong Pin's War Skill: Leopard Shadow Cannon Fist, a perfect combination of speed and power, is currently the strongest war skill of Bai Xiang. One punch can shatter everything, be it lions or tigers, all will be torn to pieces.

  The moment the fist shadow emerged, it seemed as if even the air was shocked into a ghostly howl.

  Before his fist even landed, the wind generated by it had blown Jiang Cheng's forehead into a loud hum, and everyone's breathing suddenly stopped.

  But at this moment, Jiang Cheng suddenly turned his head and asked Ge Qian, the clan leader: "What if we get rid of him?"

  "Take him down?" The tribal leader Ge Xiong's face suddenly turned pale.

  Jiang Cheng suddenly turned his head, he already knew the answer.

  In that instant, Jiang Cheng's figure twisted slightly, like a nimble mountain wolf, and he threw a fierce punch.

  Silver Wolf Worships the Moon!

  The moment he threw the punch, Jiang Cheng's blood and energy surged towards his right fist like a wave of pearls. His right fist suddenly swelled with power, and the dormant war soul, Blood Tooth Tiger King, stirred in his mind, its fur standing on end like a fierce tiger descending from the mountains. One of the war soul orbs quivered slightly, releasing a surge of heat.

  Jiang Cheng actually wanted to go head-to-head, and Bai Xiao's face couldn't help but reveal a hint of a smile - seeking death!

  Bang!

  In the midst of a fierce gust of wind, two iron fists violently collided with each other, causing a severe and high-speed impact that made the air emit a teeth-aching hissing sound.

  The next moment, the smile on Bai Xiang's face suddenly froze.

  He clearly heard the sound of cracking bones, ka-ka-ka, coming from his right arm again. In an instant, unbearable pain spread through his body, and he lost control, flying into the air.

  Everything is just like it was half a month ago.

  Jiang Cheng's body shot out like a soaring eagle, his single hand reaching out to grab the hair of Bai Xiu who was flying backwards, and with a fierce tug.

  The body of the white eagle that was flying upside down turned around and was pulled over by Jiang Cheng like a dead fish.

  The severe pain of his right arm shattering into pieces didn't make Bai Xue let out a blood-curdling scream, but when his hair was pulled, the pain of his scalp feeling like it was being ripped off alive made him unable to bear and let out a mournful cry.

  At that moment, the tribal elder Ge Xiong's face changed, his mouth opened several times, but he didn't say a word, only lightly biting his lips.

  In an instant, Bai Xiao only felt the sky spinning and the earth rotating. When his eyes could see clearly again, a big foot heavily stepped down, directly trampling his head into the ground.

  It wasn't until now that the six guards of Bai Xiao, who were stunned by this scene, reacted and wanted to take action, but it was already too late.

  They can't figure out why Jiang Cheng was able to rely on his ancestors' protection and spiritual power for half a month, but what about now?

  "How is it possible? You're both from the same Three Realms of Chi, yet you're a Boar Warrior Soul, how can you possibly be a match for the White Vulture Lord's Shadow Leopard Warrior Soul?"

  "Hmph, haven't you heard that in the mountains and forests, wild boars are kings?" Jiang Cheng sneered. Among soul warriors below the fourth level of the Cheng En realm, battles were mainly decided by strength and speed.

  He may not be a match for Jiang Cheng if he relied on Shan Zun's war soul, but his war soul was Xue Ya Zhu Wang, the Blood Tooth Pig King, who was like a bulldozer in the mountains and forests.

  With a burst of strength under his feet, Jiang Cheng's big foot was about to trample Bai Xiu's cheek, making it crackle with sound, and half of his face was almost buried in the dirt.

  "Do you want to live or die?" Jiang Cheng shouted.

  Bai Xie closed his eyes tightly and clenched his teeth without saying a word. Jiang Cheng was there, but the force of his kick became even stronger.

  "Go ahead and kill me now, kill me now!" Bai Xiao suddenly went crazy and shouted, "**Don't dare, don't dare then hurry up and let Laozi go!**"

  Looking at Bai Xiao's frantic appearance, the tribe leader Ge Xiong became even more tense, fearing that Jiang Cheng would lose his temper and kill Bai Xiao in a fit of rage.

  Although White Eagle took the initiative to find Jiang Cheng and issue a life-and-death battle book, even if Jiang Cheng killed him, it would still be considered White killing.

  But sometimes when your fist gets bigger, you don't have to talk reason.

  The most crucial thing is that this is Jiang Cheng's battle of honor, and he must figure out how to deal with Bai Xiu without interfering.

  "Kill you? Hmph!" Jiang Cheng sneered.

  Jiang Cheng turned his head to glance at the tense face of the clan leader, Ge Xiong. With a flash of movement, he found a beast tendon rope and, disregarding Bai Xiao's pained yelps, swiftly bound him up tightly in three or five swift motions.

  In a few ups and downs of body shape, the white banner that was tied up like a glutinous rice dumpling was hung high on the lookout tower pole of the tribe.

  The arrowhead of Baixiao's shot was still stuck on the animal skin banner that he had shot earlier.

  "Jiang Cheng, Zhan! Zhan! Zhan!" Five blood-red large characters, at this moment hanging on the top of a white banner tied into a bundle like a rice dumpling, exceptionally eye-catching.

  "Go back and tell his old man, if he wants to exchange for his son, before nightfall, bring ten carts of grain as ransom!" Jiang Cheng shouted at the bewildered White Wing Guard standing there.

  As they spoke, Jiang Cheng sneered: "If it exceeds this time, the golden eagle demon bird in the sky will come to swallow an arm or leg, and it's hard to say!"

  On the tower, Jiang Cheng heard that this was a way of exchanging slaves and captives among various tribes. Bai Xiao's fierce struggle began, but he still couldn't stop his six guards from mounting the Thunderbolt Horse and leaving in a cloud of smoke.

  As Bai Xiao struggled, he suddenly saw a gaze staring at him from the wooden building in the distance. When he looked over, he saw Lin Songyue standing in front of the window, looking at him with a strange eye expression, as if admiring a clown.

  Endless humiliation surged up onto Bai Xiang's face.

  If there is a gap, the white owl will immediately drill in!

  It was almost at the time when the six riders of the Thunderbolt Horses were about to leave, that a thunderous cheer suddenly erupted from the troops of Katsurayama.

  At the same time, Old Man Mu on the wooden building nodded in satisfaction, and Tribe Leader Ge Xiong also opened his big mouth and burst out laughing.