Chapter 42: Heart Has Concerns Can Be Invincible

  "Number Five!"

  Jiang Cheng glanced at the sign he had drawn for the third round, and his gaze involuntarily turned to the surroundings of the martial arena. Jiang Cheng was very curious about who Bai Hun would arrange as his opponent in this third round.

  As the second round came to an end, after confirming that the successful Soul Warriors had advanced into the third round, Jiang Cheng became increasingly certain that Bai Huang had a mysterious method of manipulating the lottery results.

  Although Jiang Cheng didn't know what kind of means were used, in the second round, at least three powerful Soul Masters from the White Tiger Clan easily retreated in defeat before opponents with similar strength.

  As a result, among the soul warriors who entered the top eight in this martial arts competition, except for the Hu Li tribe because their main force Hu Xiangshan was killed by Jiang Cheng, and the main soul warrior of the Chi Xi department was seriously injured, the remaining quotas were each occupied by one person from the other six departments of Bai Hun.

  Compared with the previous eight strong men who occupied half of the places, this time only Feng Zhan Yuan and Jiang Cheng's previously focused Bai Teng two people were promoted.

  It's clear that the intention of the White Horde is to take advantage of this disaster and use food as a reward to let the soul warriors of the eight tribes fight each other.

  Jiang Cheng Zheng was thinking deeply when he drew a number one sign and clashed with Jin Gang's Jin Tai and Bai Hun's Bai Teng.

  Those who can stay in the top eight are not mediocre, as soon as they come on stage, Jintai and Baiteng fought together, with a burst of spiritual light, each move was fatal, the scene was extremely dangerous.

  "Du Jing, Jiang Cheng, I've come to test your eyesight. In the battle between Jin Tai and Bai Teng, who do you think is most likely to win?" The tribal elder, Ge Xiong, who was in a great mood while watching the fight, suddenly decided to test the eyesight of Jiang Cheng and Du Jing.

  Kong Xiong's mood wasn't good, to begin with. In the past martial arts conferences, the Kong Shan department was always suppressed by the Hu Li tribe and beaten. Even if there were occasionally soul warriors with outstanding combat power, they would be brutally trampled on or even crippled by the Bai Hun department's soul warriors.

  Moreover, in Ge Xiong's view, although Jiang Cheng would still lose this time after going up against Feng Wei Yuan, with the Ling She Liu Shan technique, retreating unscathed was not a problem at all.

  Maybe they can even fight for third place and get some life-saving grain for their tribe, how could he not be pleased?

  "Kim Tae's strong point is his great strength and defense, he's good at both offense and defense but lacks agility. On the other hand, Baek Tung excels in agility and his mastered war soul technique also has sufficient attacking power, I think... it should be Baek Tung's win!" Du Jing said after some thought.

  "I don't think so! The reward for the top three in this martial arts tournament is food, and this reward doesn't have much appeal to White Swan."

  However, this reward is a precious treasure for the Jin Gang Division who lacks food. Once Jin Tai starts to fight desperately, Bai Teng will definitely lose." Jiang Cheng said with certainty.

  As soon as Jiang Cheng's words fell, he saw Jin Tai on the martial arts stage, who had been fighting for a long time without falling down, suddenly let out a loud roar, and didn't care about Bai Teng's fist that was chopping towards his chest at all. He also threw out a punch, and actually started playing with his life, exchanging injuries for injuries.

  After three or four times, Bai Teng, who was forced to change his moves constantly to resist, suddenly jumped out of the fighting circle and said: "I admit defeat!"

  "Alright, thanks!" Jin Gang's Jin Tai panted and clasped his hands together in a fist, because he was very clear that if Bai Teng took out his desperate stance, it was still uncertain who would win or lose.

  "See that? The brave will win on a narrow road, and with a heart full of worries, one can be invincible!" Tribe leader Ge Xiong laughed.

  Then he comforted Du Jing with a sentence: "Judging purely by eyesight, your eyesight is still good! However, you forgot the most important factor, faith!"

  "Match two, number three versus number four!"

  With a loud shout from Xiao Ling Gong Feng Qing, Bangetsu Department's Koshi and Hi Department's Shuri jumped onto the martial arts stage at the same time, having drawn numbers three and four respectively.

  As soon as they stepped onto the stage, both of them fell silent, their spiritual energy surging wildly, and amidst the turbulent winds and clouds, the most intense battle unfolded.

  Because everyone understands that as long as they win this game, they can advance to the top four and have the qualifications to compete for the top three food rewards. In the face of disaster, it is the last hope of each tribe.

  It wasn't long before the battle between the two sides reached a fierce and intense level, with Hidaka's Mito seemingly having the upper hand and on the verge of winning. However, Hinata's Akira was also a formidable opponent.

  Taking advantage of the two men wrestling together, he suddenly opened his mouth and bit down, using his teeth to bite towards Mi Zhi's throat, startling him greatly.

  In a flash, Mi Zhi could only lower his head and dodge the fatal blow to his throat, but was bitten on the nose by Zhu Li.

  "You're crazy!" Mi Zhi let out an inhuman scream.

  "For the sake of... our tribe!" Zhu Li's heart was as hard as iron, and with one bite, she bit down on Mi Zhi's nose. Taking advantage of Mi Zhi's momentary madness from the pain, she launched a frenzied attack on him.

  The sound of teeth sinking into flesh, Mizi's mournful cry, the madly blown blood and flesh, the cracking sound of broken ribs, made all the onlookers gasp in shock, their scalps numb with fear.

  Finally, in this second battle, Zhu Li bit off Mi Zhi's nose and took advantage of the opportunity to beat Mi Zhi into a coma, winning this battle!

  However, Zhu Li was not much better off either, with one arm hanging at an abnormal angle, and his entire body covered in blood. The scene was extremely gruesome, leaving all the onlookers aghast.

  "It seems that the situation between the Half Moon Division and the Fire Day Division is not much better either." Ge Xiong couldn't help but sigh as he watched the two Soul Warriors fighting desperately.

  "For the tribe......" Jiang Cheng let out a soft sigh, in any case, they were respectable warriors!

  "The second round, Zhu Lisheng wins! The third round, No. 5 versus No. 6!" Little Ling Gong Fengqing's voice rang out.

  "Towards the eagle?" Jiang Cheng jumped onto the martial stage, slightly surprised. He had thought that his opponent for this round would most likely be Feng Zhan Yuan, the number one prodigy of the Bai Hun Department. The Bai Hun Department wouldn't let the Ge Shan Department have all the glory.

  But Jiang Cheng never thought that his opponent would be Xiang Ying from Fei Yu Division.

  "Are you the one who awakened as the Heaven's Chosen Warrior of the Ge Shan Department? The Jiang Cheng who just received his warrior spirit three months ago and has already risen to the fifth rank of the Cheng En Realm?" A head of black hair was casually tied back, and after jumping onto the martial arts stage, he didn't immediately start fighting.

  "That's right, I'm Jiang Cheng." Jiang Cheng nodded slightly.

  "Then you'd better admit defeat directly." The words towards Ying attracted the attention of everyone present.

  "Do you know why?" Eagle added another sentence.

  Jiang was taken aback, and the eagle in front of him was frantic, "Why?"

  "Look over here!" Jiang Cheng suddenly waved his hand at Wei Wuxian.

  Just as Jiang Cheng's gaze passed by, a brilliant light flashed on Xiang Ying's hand, and at the moment when a shrill eagle cry was heard, a small and exquisite spiritual eagle suddenly shot out from Xiang Ying's hand and rushed towards Jiang Cheng.

  Launch a surprise attack.

  Almost simultaneously, he transformed into an eagle shape and soared high, following the majestic qi eagle, and kicked towards Jiang Cheng in a series of circular motions from above.

  "Kick of Soaring Eagle Nine!"

  The tribal elder, Ge Xiong, who was watching from below, couldn't help but change his expression. This Flying Eagle Nine Kicks is the Flying Feather Tribe's ultimate technique, and like the Spirit Snake Flash, it is a top-grade Yellow Rank battle soul technique.

  However, one is attacking and the other is defending. Moreover, at the same level, the defensive Ling Snake Flash will be at a disadvantage.

  "Good, Eagle, good hit!" As soon as Jiang Cheng fell slightly behind, Hu Man Shan of the Tiger Clan gritted his teeth and shouted "good", wishing he could kill Jiang Cheng on the spot.

  A sharp glint flashed in Eagle Eye's eyes, and with one move, he would be the strongest killer. He didn't want to end up like Zhu Li just now, winning the fight but suffering severe injuries.

  Fight to the death, next round can fight again, at that time fight to the death, maybe can fight for the tribe dozens of carts of grain. For the tribe, he doesn't mind using this ridiculous little trick.

  Watching the footprints coming from all directions and the majestic eagle's aura striking over, Jiang Cheng didn't make any evasive movements.

  Until it was close at hand, the four war soul beads in Dan Tian's air sea went crazy and urged, and a punch burst out violently.

  The moment the fist was struck, a loud and violent sound like thunder burst forth, making the onlookers feel as if they were standing in front of a waterfall.

  The moment the fist shadow emerged, Xian Ling Gong Feng Qing, who was leaning on the large chair, suddenly straightened his body, apparently startled by Jiang Cheng's punch.

  Bakusui Shingeki First Form: Hiryū Chokka!

  Bang!

  Jiang Cheng's fist shadow collided violently with Xue Ying's Eagle Stealing Spirit.

  In the silence, Jiang Cheng's fist pierced through Xue Ying's Spiritual Eagle, and Xue Ying's Spiritual Eagle barely posed any obstruction to Jiang Cheng's fist before it shattered.

  Bang!

  Jiang Cheng's fist accurately pierced through the Lingqi Eagle Strike, hitting the center of the vast footprints. The spiritual energy exploded instantly, stirring up the dust and dirt around, and towards the eagle's shadow, it was like a male eagle that flew out in reverse.

  But it's clear to everyone that the eagle was involuntarily blown away, more like it was struck flying.

  After a series of rolls in the air, Xiang finally fell back to the ground, retreating several steps before stabilizing his body. His left leg was unnaturally suspended in mid-air, not daring to touch down, and his face was deathly pale.

  "The third game, Jiang Cheng wins! The fourth game, No. 7 vs No. 8!" Xiao Ling Gong Feng Qing's voice made Xiang Ying's face suddenly turn pale.

  His foot had already stepped out of the martial arts arena.

  One punch, Jiang Cheng just one punch, sent him flying off the martial arts stage. Although there was a reason for his Lingkong, Jiang Cheng's punch first tore apart his true energy eagle, and the remaining force that sent him flying also severely injured his left leg.

  In a short time, his left leg was unable to touch the ground.

  One punch, just one punch is enough!

  This scene shocked everyone, especially Hu Man Shan, who had just been called good, and felt as uncomfortable as if he had swallowed a fly.

  Feng Zhan Yuan, who had been watching the battle, looked at Jiang Cheng with a hint of caution for the first time. He didn't have full confidence in being able to withstand that punch from Jiang Cheng just now.

  Jiang Cheng quickly turned around and walked down from the martial stage, standing still in his original position, silently urging the medicinal power stored in the black tower pillar to recover the consumed spiritual energy within his body.

  This is at least the power of a low-grade Xuanjie's Violent Waterfall Fist, but the consumption is equally huge, especially for Jiang Cheng's current cultivation level. One punch took away one-tenth of Jiang Cheng's spiritual energy.

  This is just the first form of Bōryū Shin Ken, and if it's a thousand times more powerful than the first form, the consumption of spiritual energy will be enormous.

  Under the urging of Xiao Ling Gong Feng Qing, Feng Zhan Yuan, who drew the seventh sign, stepped steadily onto the martial arts stage!