Chapter 40: Shattered?

  Boom!

  Just like driving a stake, Jiang Cheng slammed Huo Xuan's head heavily onto the ground, and the loud rumbling sound made the few tribal chiefs who were still sitting in their chairs jump up with a change of color.

  The onlookers' souls were shocked, and some even subconsciously touched their own foreheads, with a question flashing in their minds at the same time - what would it feel like if their own forehead was hit like that?

  Just a moment ago, the Hu Li tribe's patriarch, Hu Zhenjiang, who had been waiting with a fierce expression for his own son, Hu Shi, to show off his might on Mount Tai, suddenly jumped up from his chair, looking at the martial arts arena with a shocked face.

  That one made him feel a chill run down his spine!

  When he saw a thick layer of spiritual energy densely covering the top of Hu Shan's head, Hu Zhenjiang let out a slight sigh of relief and stared at the martial arts stage with an unyielding gaze.

  But in the next moment, the green veins on Hu Zhenjiang's temples jumped wildly.

  After Jiang Cheng used the pole to strike Huashan's forehead, shattering the green stone stage and sending debris flying everywhere, Huashan didn't resist at all as Jiang Cheng lifted him up by his legs and slammed him heavily onto the ground.

  Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

  The tiger held upside down in Jiang Cheng's hand was like a high-speed pile driver, constantly smashing its head against the ground with a loud rumbling sound.

  The thick spiritual energy that had been protecting his forehead disappeared in an instant, and the fresh blood on his forehead began to gush out wildly. A head-shaped pit appeared on the Guanwu Platform amidst the thunderous sounds.

  The people below Guanwu Platform, especially those along the riverbank of Huzhen River, were left staring in amazement!

  To think that Hu Xiangshan is a warrior of the Sixth Realm of Cheng En, how could he be beaten up like this?

  However, they did not know how terrifying the situation Tiger Hill was facing now.

  Why don't you try banging your head against the wall?

  Not to mention dozens of times, even once would make you dizzy, right?

  What's more, it was Jiang Cheng's powerful and violent strike!

  The tiger is now in such a situation, Jiang Cheng was knocked down several times, and he was already dizzy and confused, with only a bloody color left in front of his eyes.

  What's even more deadly is that Jiang Cheng tightly grasped his ankles with both hands, and a thick spiritual energy continuously surged into his body, controlling it completely, making him unable to make any effective resistance.

  While everyone was still worried about winning or losing, Hu Xiangshan had already begun worrying about his own life.

  Just as Hu Xiangshan was about to give up and admit defeat, he heard Jiang Cheng's extremely low voice, and like a ferocious beast that had gone mad, he let out a thunderous roar towards the sky.

  Jiang Cheng's roar was so loud that it even drowned out the voice of Hu Li Zu's tribe leader, Hu Zhen Jiang, who had just opened his mouth to shout "We surrender".

  It's unclear whether Jiang Cheng did it intentionally or unintentionally, but what's even more surprising is that the almost inaudible sound of Lian Huo surrendering to Shan was completely covered up!

  In a burst of furious roar, Jiang Cheng's arms suddenly glowed with spiritual energy and he lifted the tiger towards the mountain high into the air, sending Taishan plummeting down onto the hard green stone ground in a flash!

  At this moment, in the eyes of everyone, Jiang Cheng, who was not too tall and sturdy, seemed to have slammed Tiger Hill's head into the ground with a loud bang, creating a human-shaped hole.

  That was purely an astonishing visual shock of extreme impact.

  Bang!

  This strike was so powerful that it seemed to shake the ground, and many Soul Warriors' faces showed some movement. A faint humming noise shook everyone's ears numb.

  Jiang Cheng's roar had not yet subsided when Hu Zhenjiang was like a rabbit with its tail trampled, and he rushed to Xiao Ling Gong Feng Qing's side, saying: "We admit defeat, Xiao Ling Gong, we admit defeat!"

  As for rushing onto the stage to disrupt the martial competition, Hu Zhenjiang didn't dare to do such a thing. This kind of thing, in the past, the various tribal leaders weren't without precedent, but after doing it, the consequences were even more disastrous!

  Otherwise, why is Xiao Ling Gong Feng Qing stationed here?

  "First round, Jiang Cheng wins, stop!"

  Since the leader of the Hu Li tribe, Hu Zhenjiang, admitted defeat in front of so many people, Xiao Ling Gong Feng Qing, who was not a referee, shouted loudly.

  The martial arts tournament between the eight sects of Jianghu was not that formal except for a few rules set by themselves.

  Upon hearing Xiao Ling Gong Feng Qing's shout, Jiang Cheng responded with a single word without any hesitation or delay. His hands had already stopped moving, and after that crushing blow, Jiang Cheng didn't make another move.

  Just as he spoke, Jiang Cheng couldn't help but doubt in a soft voice, "I won so quickly?"

  This sentence almost made the Tuer people's noses crooked.

  With a kick, the fresh grave of the person who was knocked to the ground by Huo's kick, Tiger Hill, Jiang Cheng revealed an astonished expression, "Hey, coward, the martial arts competition is over, stop pretending to be dead?"

  It's mainly because Jiang Cheng smashed it too hard just now, every smash made the stones fly and splash, smashing this pit too deep, almost burying Hu Xiangshan's chin, so that everyone couldn't see Hu Xiangshan's situation at this time.

  He kicked a few times without any reaction. Jiang Cheng's face was filled with confusion, and at the same time, he gently pulled Tiger Towards Mountain out of the pit.

  Hiss!

  A cold, stern voice suddenly echoed throughout the scene. The moment he saw Huo Xiangshan, Huo Zhenjiang's old face turned pale, his body swayed, and he retreated several steps in a flash.

  Hu Xiangshan's head had long since lost its shape, and the huge skull was now only half left. His eyes were nowhere to be found. When Jiang Cheng picked him up, Hu Xiangshan's remaining half-skull was still dripping with fresh blood and brain matter.

  In the pit below, red and white had accumulated into a small pool at the bottom.

  "Broken?" Jiang Cheng's mouth twitched slightly as he said.

  The next moment, the old face of Huo Zhenjiang turned deathly pale, and he suddenly let out a mournful howl. "You little bastard, you're quite ruthless! I'll definitely kill you to avenge my son!" As his body burst with spiritual energy, he was about to pounce onto the martial arts stage.

  But before he could make a move, Xian Gong Feng Qing's right hand had already gently landed on Hu Zhen Jiang's shoulder.

  This tower is as if it has a million tons of weight.

  The green veins on Hu Zhenjiang's forehead bulged out high, but he couldn't pounce out.

  "Tiger, it's not your first time participating in the martial arts conference, don't lose face!" Xian Gong Feng Qing shouted lightly and pushed Hu Zhenjiang forward.

  At the same time, Ge Shanbu's tribal leader, Ge Xiong, also rushed to the front of the martial arts arena, staring at Hu Zhenjiang with a fierce gaze, and if anyone dared to intervene, he would not stand idly by.

  "Killing just one of you is considered cruel? Can't you take it?"

  Gently patting his hand, Jiang Cheng threw Huo Xiong's corpse to the side and said coldly: "In my Ge Mountain Sect, there are at least fifty or a hundred tribesmen who die or become disabled every year at the hands of your Huo Li Tribe."

  "This is just the beginning!"

  With a cold smile, Jiang Cheng strode down from the martial stage, his entire body radiating an aura of menace.

  Watching this scene, Feng Zhan Yuan, who was watching the battle with his hands behind him, narrowed his eyes: "Not bad, stronger than I imagined, but still not my opponent!"

  "Old man, if you're not convinced, let's get on stage and practice!" The equally imposing Ge Xiong unexpectedly provoked Hu Zhenjiang, who had just lost his son.

  "Next match, number three versus number four, hurry up and get on court!"

  Just as Hu Zhenjiang was about to erupt, Xiao Ling Gong Feng Qing's voice rang out.

  Hu Town River couldn't help but glare at Jiang Cheng with a pair of piercing, blood-red eyes that seemed to be able to devour people. He could only turn back in hatred. Besides, in previous years' martial arts conferences, the Hu Li tribe hadn't been without killing soul masters from other tribes either.

  But this time it was more painful, as the one who died was his beloved son.

  "Good kid, relieving, too relieving!"

  When Jiang Cheng turned around, Yang Ze gave him a punch, with a joyful face. The entire hunters of the Ge Shan Department also had an air of pride and satisfaction.

  These years, the Hu Li Zu didn't spare any effort in dealing a heavy blow to the Hei Shan Department, and this time they finally got their revenge.

  Looking at the people of the Hu Li tribe, each and every one of them had a dark cloud hanging over their heads.

  The death of Hu Xiangshan, the strongest young martial artist, combined with Hu Tu's wrist being broken by Jiang Cheng yesterday, directly crippling his hands, instantly destroying the hopes of the Hu Li tribe for many years to come.

  This also cast a thick shadow over the future of the Hu Li Zu in this martial arts competition. Not to mention that they were originally aiming for the second and third place food rewards.

  Only one of the five-strong soul warriors, Hu Rui, was left, and he didn't have this ability at all!

  The clan leader, Ge Xiong, pulled Jiang Cheng aside and whispered: "Quickly tell me, how did you cultivate the Spirit Snake Flash? I've been practicing for three years but haven't even gotten started, yet you've mastered the Six Flashes of the Spirit Snake in such a short time. Moreover, your war soul isn't even a snake!"

  Jiang Cheng smiled and pointed to the other soul masters of various tribes in the distance who were all paying attention to him, and Ge Yun closed his mouth wisely.

  "Little fox!" Feng Qing, who was concentrating on his inner energy and listening to the conversation between Jiang Cheng and Ge Qiong, couldn't help but curse silently.

  To be honest, he was also very curious.

  Kazeyama Kō's renowned Soul Technique, Ryūjin no Jirai, was also something he had heard of.

  In the next battle, both Feng Zhan Yuan and Kim Gang's Jin Tai were promoted smoothly. However, there were two other soul warriors who caught Jiang Cheng's attention.

  One was Fei Yu's Hou Ying, whose movements were extremely swift and agile, his figure flashing about like a flying eagle swooping down, making him extremely difficult to deal with.

  Another is Baiteng of the White Horde.

  In the Bai Hun Department, Bai Teng's reputation was not as prominent as Feng Zhan Yuan's, but just now, he fought a soul warrior from the Banyue Department who had reached the fifth level of Cheng En Realm and defeated him with just one palm strike, leaving people feeling unfathomably profound.

  It's worth mentioning that in this martial arts tournament's first round of eliminations, the ones who advanced the most were all Soul Warriors from the White Chaos Division.

  But this is also a very normal thing.

  Because this time the number of soul warriors who qualified in each department was the largest in Baihun Department, with a total of nine people. This still has to exclude Bai Xiao, who was absent due to injury. Otherwise, there would be ten warriors from Baihun Department participating in the battle.

  Apart from the Baihun tribe, the soul warriors who participated in the war from other tribes were mostly two or three people.

  Three Soul Warriors of the Huli Tribe joined the battle, three from the King Kong Department, three from the Half Moon Department, two from the Flying Feather Department, and two from the Geshan Department.

  However, in the past three or four years, the number of new Soul Masters added to the Ge Shan Department has absolutely exceeded five people. But now, only two can stand here, and other departments also do not have more than three people.

  It can be seen from this that the oppression of the Bai Huang Department on the tribes under its jurisdiction is so severe.

  "Seventeen to eighteen!"

  Under Xiao Ling Gong Feng Qing's loud shout, the second-ranked soul warrior of the Ge Shan Department, Du Jing, stepped onto the martial arts stage!

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