Xie Zhengyi's body swayed and he appeared in front of Zhang Gong, slapping him with one palm.

  Boom!

  Xizhengyi's powerful palm strike sent Zhang Gongfang retreating continuously in fear, until he reached the edge of the martial stage.

  "Zhang Gong, apart from the three-pronged hammer, you haven't brought out any other skills with your hands. Otherwise, you wouldn't have become a servant of the Hua family." Xizhengyi stretched out his hand and beckoned, and the divine brush flew into his palm. He and Wensheng Su approached Zhang Gong step by step.

  Zhang Gongfeng shook his head helplessly and flew down towards the martial arts stage.

  Those who know the current situation are heroes. Zhang Gongfang had no chance of defeating Xizhengyi, so he proactively left the martial arts arena and conceded defeat.

  "The first match was won by the master of the Xie family, defeating Zhang Gong of the Hua family, and obtained the mining rights to a mine." The city guard announced loudly, looking at the masters of the Hua and Xie families, "The two will ascend to the martial stage for the second match."

  Hua Zhong and Li Gong flew up onto the martial arts stage.

  Hua's master dispersed his intent, and his intent condensed into a white tiger illusion. The white tiger gradually solidified and transformed into a gigantic white tiger.

  "Qīng Lóng, Bái Hǔ, Zhū Jiǎo, Xuán Wǔ. The White Tiger, one of the four great divine beasts. And the master of the Huajia's intent has condensed into... the White Tiger." Su Dao woke up with a slightly changed expression.

  Li Gongfeng was a newly promoted cultivator, and the intent he emitted condensed into a sword behind him, forming a sharp sword that pierced the sky. With a flick of his mind, he controlled the sword to slash towards the master of the Hua family.

  Splash!

  Sword light filled the sky, sword energy rose and fell, left and right, crisscrossing, enveloping the master of the Hua family.

  "Roar!"

  The white tiger condensed into a solid form, let out a loud roar, and its massive body blocked the way in front of the master of the Huahouse. It completely intercepted the sword energy that filled the sky, and its claws shattered the numerous sword energies that crisscrossed up and down, left and right.

  The host of the Hu family made a gesture of offering incense to Li, which was understood by only two people.

  The white tiger let out a loud roar and pounced on Li Gongzhang, its massive body forcing him to retreat continuously until he exited the martial arts stage.

  "The second match, Huajia won, and Li Gongzhu of Xijia lost. The Huajia family obtained the mining rights for the second mine." The city guard announced loudly.

  Chengshou's gaze turned to Su Daoying, his expression complex, then shifted to Hua Zhongjun, also with a hint of complexity. He muttered to himself: "One is the pride of Shengyuan, the other is a blood warrior tempered since childhood in the Abyssal Realm. The battle between these two top-notch warriors will likely be more thrilling than the previous two matches."

  Xinu patted Sudao Xing's shoulder and said, "Don't be under pressure, if you lose, just admit defeat, no need to stick to it. Huazhong Jun is a junior favored by Vice Marshal Hua, who has been training in the Abyss since childhood, and is a famous blood warrior of the imperial court. It's normal for you to lose to him."

  Su Dao Xing smiled slightly and said to Xi Nu: "The Xi family originally thought I couldn't defeat the Hua Zhong army, so they could win the mining rights for a mine."

  "Not bad," Xīnǔ said matter-of-factly.

  "If I can defeat the Hua Zhong army and win the mining rights for the Xi family, I will give one-tenth of the profits to my mother." Su Dao Xing looked at Xi Nu with a determined gaze.

  Xinu smiled wryly and looked at his father, Xizhengyi, beside him, asking: "Dad, what do you say?"

  "Half of it, at most half. A mine that's only half successful can yield a profit of over a million taels of gold in just one year, which is equivalent to the profits of an art gallery for ten years." Xi Zhengyi spoke with great determination, mainly because he believed that Su Daoxian was unlikely to defeat Blood Soldier Hua Zhongjun. If Su Daoxian could win the trial, it would be a pleasant surprise, and giving away half of the profit wouldn't be out of the question either.

  "It's settled then." Su Dao Xing gave Shi Zheng Yi a deep look.

  Xizhengyi nodded.

  "Hua Zhongjun of the Hua family and Su Daoming of the Xi family, come to the martial stage for a duel." The city lord announced, specially instructing the two: "The trial is mainly for mutual improvement, do not decide life or death."

  Blood General Hua's tongue licked his lips, revealing a bloodthirsty smile. "For Blood Generals, every trial is a battle of life and death."

  Su Dao Xing heard this and could only bitterly smile.

  The Castle Lord sighed and said to Blood Soldier Hua Zhongjun: "Hua, you must remember one thing, there is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside of people."

  "Hmph!" The Blood Warrior had his own pride, and with a cold glance at the City Guard Lord, he flew up onto the martial stage.

  Su Dao Xing flew up onto the martial arts stage.

  "Life or death!" Hua Zhongjun made his attitude clear, and this trial was a matter of life and death.

  "Good!" Su Dao Xing was a bit unafraid of the Blood Soldiers from the Central Army, and he wanted to see what made them different from those trained in the Abyssal Realm.

  Splash!

  Huá Zhōng Jūn's aura burst forth with intent, his intent transformed into a sea of blood and energy that filled the martial stage. In an instant, the martial stage had become a bloody martial stage.

  A pool of blood condensed behind Hua Zhongjun, and a crimson skull emerged from the pool. The skull gradually solidified and walked to Hua Zhongjun's front.

  Su Dao Xing disperses his intention, and his intention condenses into majestic temples, profound temples, mysterious temples, and Buddhist temples that float behind him. The four temples emit sacred sounds.

  Splash!

  The crimson skull swung its crimson bone knife in a slanting slash towards Su Dao Xing's neck.

  Su Dao Xing had set up a defense of fifty-five spiritual energies on his body.

  Pfft!

  The bone knife broke through Su Dao Xing's 55 spiritual defenses and struck his silver body, emitting a piercing metallic screech.

  The Bone Knife did not break through Su Dao Xing's Silver Body Defense.

  Boom!

  Su Dao Xing performed the Mountain Shaking Style, and his Bone Knife burst forth, causing a trail of blood-colored skulls to retreat in succession.

  Boom! Boom! Boom!

  Su Dao Xing's "Mountain Shaking" technique shook the Blood Skull back to the edge of the martial stage.

  Hua Zhong's army moved swiftly, their speed reaching its limit. With a swing of his crimson-hued military dagger, he stabbed Su Dao Xing in the chest.

  The military dagger couldn't break through Su Dao Xing's silver body, and the Hua Zhong army didn't want to break through Su Dao Xing's silver body either. The thrust of the knife simply passed directly over the silver body and stabbed into the air sea.

  "Knock the cow across the air!" Su Dao Xing felt a surge of spiritual energy in his dantian and exclaimed.

  "Blood Injury Sword Technique." Hua Zhongjun smiled proudly again, and once more swung his military knife towards Su Daoxing's brow.

  Pfft!

  The blade of the military dagger pierced into Su Dao Xing's sea of consciousness, splitting his soul power into two halves.

  "What a formidable Blood Wound Blade Technique." Su Dao Xing felt a sense of mortal danger, the opponent in front of him was absolutely capable of killing him.

  "The Blood Wound Sword Technique can wound the soul." Hua Zhongjun explained as he swung his sword at Su Dao Xing's soul body.

  Hiss!

  Su Dao Xing felt a sharp pain in his heart, and his soul body was cut off with a soul wound. Soul wounds were difficult to heal.

  "I can't let Huazhongjun attack again, he might really kill me." Su Daoxing thought to himself, immediately pulling out a thread of Xijun's will from the sea of recognition and injecting it into his soul body.

  In an instant, Su Dao Xing's soul body emitted a terrifying Xiū Jūn will, which pressed down on the Huà Zhōng Jūn who was in the midst of swinging his sword to stab.

  Hua Zhong Jun felt a terrifying will pressing down on him, and he was born with an irresistible feeling. The next moment, he was shocked, and he was actually pressed by that will to be unable to move even a little bit. He exclaimed in his heart: "What kind of will can press me to the point where I am unable to move? Is it the will of Xiuzun or the will of Xiujun?"