Bang!

  Bravo!

  With just one palm, Feng Zhan Yuan sent his opponent who had drawn the eighth sign flying out.

  That surging blood, the cracking sound of broken bones, all made Jiang Cheng feel a sense of unbearable sight, this palm going down, that guy wouldn't die but would definitely be seriously injured.

  However, what surprised Jiang Cheng the most was Feng Wuyan's strength. As Eighth also had a cultivation base of six layers in the Conferred Lord Realm, Feng Wuyan's easy victory only represented one possibility.

  "Jiang Cheng, this Feng Zhan Yuan's cultivation, it is very likely that he has already stepped into the Seventh Realm of the Tianyi Boundary!"

  The clan leader, Ge Xiong, who was also surprised by this scene, was somewhat worried. "Jiang Cheng, you will definitely meet Feng Zhan Yuan soon. If you're not confident, just admit defeat directly. After all, you're still young!"

  "Seventh rank?" Jiang Cheng's expression also became somewhat solemn. Although he had reached the sixth rank peak with Ah Gong's help, and was only one step away from seventh rank, sometimes this one step away was a matter of life and death.

  However, it's just that Feng Zhan Yuan is being taken seriously. Now, Jiang Cheng's true methods haven't been used yet, and the punch he threw at Ying earlier was only 30% of his actual strength.

  With Feng Zhan Yuan's easy victory, the list of Soul Masters who made it to the top four in this martial arts tournament has been finalized.

  They are Feng Zhan-yuan of Bai Hun Department, Jiang Cheng of Ge Shan Department, Jin Tai of Jingang Department and Zhu Li of Huo Ri Department.

  In other words, among the four strong men, no matter how they fought, there would be three people who would get the reward of white grain from the tribe and earn life-saving food for the tribe.

  The next two rounds of fighting will be a real life-and-death struggle.

  In fact, it's two rounds, and if you count them up, there are a total of four battles.

  "Jiang Cheng, with Jin Tai and Zhu Li from the Huo Du tribe, based on your previous performance, you should be able to win, right? If you win this round, you can bring back fifteen carts of life-saving grain for the tribe, and Stone Uncle and the others will really be saved."

  "If you draw Feng Zhan Yuan in this round, if you admit defeat directly, you will definitely get a third-place record." As the final two rounds of the bounty decision approached, each department that advanced to the semi-finals was planning for their own soul warriors.

  Everything is for the sake of tribal competition, with rewards mainly in food.

  In the mountain forest tribe, being able to protect the tribe is the greatest honor!

  As for the soul warriors of tribes that have already been eliminated, such as the Tiger Tribe and the Flying Feather Tribe, they can only watch with red eyes and gritted teeth. This food reward competition has nothing to do with them anymore.

  "The fourth round begins with a draw!" Little Ling Gong Feng Qing shouted, and immediately someone presented the lottery box.

  "What, are you guys scared and planning to surrender directly?" Feng Zhan Yuan asked with a bad face as he walked towards Jiang Cheng, it seemed that the clan leader Ge Kun's voice was a bit louder just now, and some words were heard by Feng Zhan Yuan.

  Jiang Cheng didn't answer directly, but instead asked: "Do you still remember Shi Dahu?"

  "Stone Big Tiger?" Feng Zhan Yuan's eyebrows furrowed, and after thinking for a while, he suddenly said: "Is it the Stone Big Tiger whose legs I crippled two years ago?"

  Hearing this, Jiang Cheng sneered, "You still have some memory! I'm here today to collect debts on his behalf!"

  He threw down this sentence and Jiang Cheng casually drew a sign, turned around and left.

  Feng Zhan Yuan's face suddenly changed, "You want me to pay you back? You've got to have the ability to do so!"

  In the blink of an eye, the four Soul Warriors who advanced to the top four drew their lots. The expressions of the tribal leaders also became somewhat tense. The top four, only the fourth place had no food reward.

  This difference of one step can be a matter of life and death for the tribesmen.

  "The fourth round, the warriors who drew No. 1 and No. 2 signs come on stage to start the battle!" The martial arts competition had reached this moment, even Little Spirit King Feng Qing was interested, and he shouted excitedly.

  With Xiao Ling Gong Feng Qing's shout, Jiang Cheng was the first to step onto the martial stage, "Number one sign!"

  At the moment Jiang Cheng stepped onto the martial stage, apart from Feng Wuyu, both Jin Gang's Jin Tai and Huo Ri's Zhu Li had complex expressions.

  The next moment, Kim Tae of the Diamond Division jumped onto the arena with a straightforward expression and threw down the lottery ticket in his hand, saying: "Damn it, I drew the second number!"

  "What?" Seeing this giant of a man over two meters tall say that, Jiang Cheng was somewhat surprised.

  "That one punch you threw at Eagle scared me! Honestly, even if Eagle was standing there waiting for me to hit him, I couldn't have thrown a punch with that much power!" Kim Tae said bluntly.

  Jiang Cheng's expression changed slightly as he listened to these words, which seemed to carry a hint of unwillingness to fight.

  "Even if I'm sure to lose, I'd still want to fight you. Getting hurt and seeing blood isn't a big deal. The men of the Golden Strength Division have never been cowards."

  But today, I won't fight you, my goal is clear, to bring food back to my tribe, I concede!

  Just as Jiang Cheng was about to engage in a fierce battle, Jin Tai suddenly threw in the towel and conceded defeat, jumping down from the martial arts stage.

  Jin Tai directly conceded defeat, and everyone was stunned. No one had expected that the long-awaited battle would end with one side surrendering so quickly.

  Jiang Cheng nodded his head at Jin Tai who was about to step down, every person who can make sacrifices for the clan is worthy of respect!

  Jin Tai made such a choice, so the second match of the four strong tournament was no longer suspenseful.

  Almost as expected, after the third Feng Zhan Yuan went on stage, Zhu Li of Huo Ri Department, who had already temporarily disabled an arm, directly conceded defeat without even going up to the martial arts stage, his fierce gaze fixed on Jin Tai.

  Zhu Li, who was already injured, had no chance of winning even if he fought fiercely in the hands of Feng Zhan Yu. He made the same choice as Jin Tai without prior agreement.

  It was almost dramatic, the second round of the highly anticipated bloody battle ended with a concession. Personal glory belongs to personal glory, but in the face of the life and death of their people, they made the most rational choice without exception!

  These are the men of this mountain forest, proud and brave, but they also have the unique wisdom of this mountain forest!

  "In the second round, Jiang Cheng and Feng Zhan Yuan emerged victorious. Next, Jiang Cheng and Feng Zhan Yuan will compete for first and second place in this martial arts competition, while Jin Tai and Zhu Li will vie for third and fourth place!"

  Xiao Ling Gong Feng Qing let out a soft shout, instantly making the onlookers who had just been utterly disappointed suddenly become extremely spirited.

  Just then in that round, someone chose a tactical surrender, but the last two battles will be absolutely wonderful.

  No one will admit defeat!

  Just as Little Ling Gong Feng Qing announced, in the distant Spirit King's Palace, Bai Xuan, who was watching the Spirit Light Pearl, was angrily waving his fist, expressing his dissatisfaction.

  "Grandfather, why let Jiang Cheng enter the finals? Even if he loses, it's still second place in the martial arts competition. It's too glorious! Why not let him meet Feng Zhan Yu earlier and defeat him?" Obviously, Bai Xiao was very dissatisfied with Jiang Cheng's current achievements.

  "Grandfather, didn't you originally force the opening of this martial arts assembly to get rid of Jiang Cheng and cut off Gusu Manor's genius in his prime? But now, Jiang Cheng is still alive and well, and his arrogance is becoming more and more overbearing?"

  Bai Xiao was filled with confusion and anger at this time, having looked for half a day without seeing the result he wanted.

  Upon hearing Sunzi's words, Bai Heng's Da Ling Gong Bai Ce gently patted his forehead and said, "See, if you hadn't reminded me, I would have almost forgotten this matter."

  As they spoke, Da Ling Gong Bai Ce lightly clapped his hands and shouted: "Pass the order to Feng Zhan Yuan, Jiang Cheng can win or lose, but he absolutely cannot be killed!"

  The moment Da Ling Gong's faint voice fell to the ground, there was immediately a sound of someone receiving orders and hastily retreating into the distance.

  The white hawk that was eagerly waiting for something to happen was confused by Grandfather Bai Ce's command, and instead protected Jiang Cheng.

  "Grandfather, what's the point of not killing Jiang Cheng? If Jiang Cheng dies, everything will be over. But if he doesn't die, even if he loses, he can still get the second prize of thirty carts of grain. Isn't that a gain for the Gusu Lan sect?"

  "Hmph, Xiao Er, you're right. We should give them a discount and provide them with food!" Bai Ce's face was full of kindness, but his voice was extremely cold.

  "What? Grandfather, you've got me all confused. We went to such great lengths to collect the grain tax, even Little Ling Gong was mobilized for it, so why are we giving them food now?" asked Bai Xiao in confusion.

  The Great Spirit Bai Ce's expression was somewhat cold: "Heavenly disaster, in the face of this heavenly disaster, food has become the best weapon, the most tempting poison! It's that kind of poison that people can't help but eat!"

  "What's the most tempting poison?" Bai Xiao heard and was confused, "Grandfather, I don't understand what you mean?"

  "Hah, Xiao Er, in this icy and snowy land, there were eight lone wolves that had starved to the limit. Suddenly, two portions of flesh and blood fell from the sky, and two of these starving lone wolves managed to snatch them into their mouths."

  "What will those six lonely wolves who didn't get any meat do when they are starving?"

  In the quiet grand hall, under the gloomy voice of Da Ling Gong Bai Ce, Bai Xiao's expression suddenly became ecstatic.

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