Chapter 39: Who's Delivering Death?

  "Hah, Old Ge, I heard that a Heaven's Chosen Warrior has awakened in the Ge Shan Clan? Today, I must take a good look!"

  "Old Jin, I heard that the cultivation of your Gold Gang's first genius, Jin Tai, has already been upgraded to the Sixth Layer of Cheng En Realm. That's incredible! He can now be compared to Bai Hun Department's first genius, Feng Zhan Yuan!"

  "Is that so? Then let's see, between Kim Tae of the Diamond Division and Feng Zhan Yuan of my clan, who is stronger!"

  "Welcome, Little Spirit!"

  When Bai Heng's Xiao Ling Gong Feng Qing's voice rang out, the eight tribe leaders of Bai Heng who were chatting together hastily stood up to welcome him. Jin Gang tribe leader Jin Tian Kuai was even more flustered and quickly got to his feet, saying "Oh no, oh no, Little Spirit Master is overpraising me, I'm just Jin Tai from the Jin Gang tribe, how can I be mentioned in the same breath as Master Feng?"

  Xiao Ling Gong Feng Qing lowered his eyes and swept a glance around, then sat down in the middle of Guanwu Pavilion and said lightly: "Is everyone here?"

  Xiao Ling Gong Feng Qing sat in the middle of Guan Wu Tai, and the tribal leaders of Bai Hun's eight departments did not dare to sit down. They were not qualified to sit with Xiao Ling Gong Feng Qing on an equal footing, so they turned back to their own department's soul warriors to participate in the discussion.

  Of course, if the Ling Gong of various departments came, they could still sit on the Guanwu Platform.

  "Gentlemen, young warriors, today is the White Army's martial arts competition to showcase bravery. This year's heavy snowfall has closed off the mountains ahead of schedule, and every tribe is having a tough time. Therefore, Lord Ling has decided at the last minute to change the prize for the martial arts competition to grain!"

  The first place in the martial arts competition can receive 50 carts of grain, the second place can receive 30 carts of grain, and the third place can receive 15 carts of grain. The rewards will be presented on the spot after the competition ends.

  "The rules for this martial arts tournament remain the same, with Benling Gong personally overseeing it. If an opponent admits defeat or is knocked off the stage, that will be considered a win."

  "Alright, let's start drawing lots. The young warriors from each tribe will come up one by one to draw their numbers. Number one will be paired with number two, number three with number four, and so on."

  Xiao Ling Gong Feng Qing spoke as someone brought up a large trunk with an open lid and placed it on one side of the martial arts platform.

  "Go ahead and draw lots, it's good luck or bad luck, whoever gets picked is the one!" Ge Xiong smiled and pushed Jiang Cheng and Du Jing forward.

  Almost at the same time, young men of all ethnic groups rushed towards the lottery box together.

  The wooden box was a bit small, only allowing one hand to reach in, and it was impossible to see what was inside. Jiang Cheng didn't mind, though - with his current cultivation at the sixth level of the Conferred Lord Realm, even if he were to run into Feng Wuyu, the number one genius of the White Tiger Department, he wouldn't be intimidated in the slightest.

  Just as Jiang Cheng was about to reach out and draw a lot, a large palm suddenly covered the lottery box, blocking Jiang Cheng's drawing. Hu Li Zu's Hu Xiangshan was staring at Jiang Cheng with his eyes wide open.

  "Those with the surname Jiang, you'd best pray that we don't meet in the first round. If I draw your name, no matter what, I'll behead you on the martial arena!" Hu Xiangshan shouted.

  Jiang Cheng shrugged: "Actually, I was praying that I'd draw you in the first round. Otherwise, if someone else had eliminated you and I hadn't gotten to kill you myself, wouldn't I have regretted it to death?"

  "You're quick with your mouth, but I'm afraid you won't be able to say the words 'I surrender' when the time comes!" As he spoke, Hu Xiangshan suddenly withdrew his hand and shouted: "You go first!"

  Jiang Cheng was about to draw when the warriors of various tribes surrounding the wooden box were squeezed open by Feng Zhan Yuan like a wedge, and Feng Zhan Yuan's pair of white jade-like slender fingers first stretched into the lottery box.

  He gently pulled out a wooden sign and Feng Zhan Yuan didn't even look at it, putting it into his bosom. As he turned around, however, he stopped beside Jiang Cheng.

  "Jiang Cheng, let me tell you something. I've already agreed to Bai Xiao's request. If you can make it past the second round, I'll personally...". Here, Feng Zhan Yuan's mouth twitched and he swiftly made a throat-slitting gesture.

  Many onlookers' faces changed color, they didn't expect that this martial arts competition hadn't even started yet was already filled with a bloody atmosphere.

  "If you're afraid of death, you can admit defeat and pretend to be a coward in the first round of the martial arts competition. Of course, that will only let you live for a few more days!" With that, Feng Zhan Yuan strode away with an air of confidence.

  "Admit defeat and pretend to be weak?" Jiang Cheng chuckled: "Forgot to tell you, this time my goal is to be the first!"

  As soon as Jiang Cheng's words came out, the young martial artists surrounding the lottery box were stunned for a moment. The next instant, the gaze directed at Jiang Cheng was like looking at a madman.

  "You want to be first? That's hilarious! It's a wonder you can even survive the first two rounds." Upon hearing this, Hu Xiangshan burst out laughing.

  "Jiang Cheng, you're more formidable than I am. My goal was merely to be second, but you actually want to contend for first!" exclaimed Jin Gang's Jin Tai in astonishment.

  "Dare to think, dare to fight!" Jiang Cheng's meaningful smile, then reached into the contract box.

  In the distance, Feng Zhan Yuan, who had returned to the gathering place of the White Rou Soul Warriors, suddenly turned his head and rushed towards Jiang Cheng Dao: "You have guts! It seems that you have the qualifications to die at my hands!"

  Jiang Cheng smiled and pulled out a wooden sign, turned around and walked away, saying "Drawing the number one sign is a good omen!"

  "What a fart, number one sign, that's a quick death!" Amidst the curses, Hu Xiangshan also stretched out his own hand into the lottery box and drew out a wooden sign.

  Just a glance, Hu Xiangshan burst into loud laughter: "Heaven has eyes, ancestors bless, ancestors bless! Haha haha, it's too incredible, I actually drew the number two sign, number two sign, cool!"

  "Jiang Cheng, you can just wait for death!" The one who drew the second number, Hu Xiangshan, clenched his fists and rubbed his palms, and actually couldn't wait to jump onto the martial arts stage with a big laugh.

  "Didn't I tell you not to mention the sign?" Jiang Cheng turned back, and Clan Leader Ge's complaining voice had already sounded.

  "We've participated in this martial arts tournament several times, and every time we draw lots, it's always a tough opponent. As soon as someone from our clan reports their number, they'll encounter a strong enemy." Yang Ze added.

  Jiang Cheng shrugged and smiled: "Nothing, I did it on purpose!"

  In the astonished eyes of tribal leader Ge Xiong and Yang Ze, Jiang Cheng said again: "Otherwise, how would I have had the opportunity to openly kill this savage, avenge our tribe's brave warriors, and avenge Old Stone!"

  "Who got the number one sign? Is it Soft Egg? Why don't you dare to come on stage now? Are you so scared that you don't even dare to admit defeat?" As he spoke, Hu Xiangshan had already jumped onto the martial arts stage and was shouting loudly, as if afraid that Jiang Cheng wouldn't dare to come on stage.

  "Number one versus number two, start the battle immediately!" The small Ling Gong Feng Qing, who was sitting in the middle, let out a low shout, his piercing gaze already fixed on the direction of the Ge Shan tribe.

  "I'm going!"

  "Be careful!"

  "Jiang Cheng, be careful, don't be fooled by that rough performance of Huo Yuhao's, he's sinister." Du Jing warned with a concerned tone before Jiang Cheng went on stage.

  Jiang Cheng gently patted Du Jing's shoulder and said thank you.

  He and Du Jing no longer had any grudges between them. The young men of the small tribe were like this, once they suffered hardships, they would unite in an unprecedented way.

  With a swift movement, he leaped onto the martial arts platform, which was fifty meters long and wide.

  "Jiang Cheng, you coward, you finally dare to come on stage?" As soon as Jiang Cheng stepped onto the stage, Huo Xuan's maniacal laughter began again, his expression appearing somewhat frenzied, but only the glint of wolfish cunning in his eyes revealed his true state of mind.

  "Some people are eager to send themselves to death, I can only come up and see them off!" On the martial arts stage, Jiang Cheng stood with his arms around him, with a proud expression on his face.

  "Come on!" Jiang Cheng gestured with his hand, beckoning towards Shan.

  "Seeking death? Let me show you the power of the Sixth Realm of Cheng En! You probably don't know yet, but my cultivation has surged to the Sixth Realm of Cheng En!"

  In the midst of a loud roar, Huo Yan's body flashed and he pounced on Jiang Cheng like a fierce tiger descending from the mountain.

  Mid-tier Yellow Rank Battle Soul Skill: Tiger King's Blood Claw!

  A surge of thick spiritual energy burst forth, and a bloody glow flickered between the claw shadows of Hu Xiangshan.

  Moreover, Hu Xiangshan's battle soul is Lieyan Hu, and the tiger-type battle soul technique Hu Wang Blood Claw is even more handy. Once it is launched, its power is astonishing!

  The tiger is majestic and powerful on this side of the mountain, but looking back at the river over there, it seems rather strange.

  As Tiger Mountain was about to rush in front of him, Jiang Cheng still stood with his arms around him, as if he didn't take Tiger Mountain seriously at all.

  The face of the bear under the watchtower changed, and he also secretly blamed Jiang Cheng for being too arrogant. Tiger Hill was a warrior in the sixth realm of Cheng'en, and as long as he landed a punch, even if it wasn't fatal, it would still cause serious injury.

  This strange scene made Feng Zhan Yuan, who had been closing his eyes all along, look up in puzzlement, his gaze filled with curiosity!

  "Has this kid gone stupid?" Looking at Jiang Cheng who was still standing with his arms crossed, Huo Yuhao suddenly felt a sense of unease, but at this time, he couldn't afford to retreat!

  Hmph!

  A bloody claw shadow suddenly appeared, tearing through the air and fiercely grasping towards Jiang Cheng's chest. He wanted to dig out Jiang Cheng's heart and then crush it!

  Bang!

  As the sound of a drumbeat suddenly rang out, Jiang Cheng's chest glowed with six flashes of spiritual light, making his chest momentarily as slippery as oil, causing Huo Yuhao's bloody claw to slide away from his side.

  Jiang Cheng merely raised an eyebrow and with a slight movement, he sent Huo Zheng's paws stumbling back, causing him to stagger.

  At that moment, when he saw this scene, Ge Xiong suddenly stood up and exclaimed: "Ling She Liu Shan!"

  "Huh? Ling She Liu Shan?" The little spirit Gong Feng Qing suddenly opened his eyes, which had been closed in a feigned sleep, with an expression of great surprise.

  Almost the moment when Little Ling Gong Feng Qing opened his eyes, Jiang Cheng's body burst into a brilliant light, and with one swift kick, he grasped Tiger Yang's feet in mid-air with lightning-fast hands.

  A foot with dense spiritual power kicked heavily towards Hu Xiangshan's chest, and at the moment when a cracking sound of broken bones was heard from Hu Xiangshan's chest.

  Jiang Cheng held the tiger upside down and with a fierce cry, he raised both hands high into the air before slamming the tiger to the ground like a hammer!

  PS: It has topped the overall list, but the last few are biting very tightly, chrysanthemum is urgent!

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