Chapter 43: Charge, Liu Sheng!

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  Zhang Chong's face was lit up bright red by the flames, and his fingers were waving about like a flower in bloom, looking particularly handsome against the backdrop of the fire.

  In his heart, he desperately wanted to feel a thread of the power of heaven and earth from that scorching temperature.

  A subtle touch stirred in his heart.

  He was like an old monk in meditation, his skin all over his body absorbing the breath of the flames, his whole body relaxed and defenseless.

  But Zu Wanshan's heavy fist was just inches away, and it seemed about to strike his body at any moment.

  Zu Wanshan's move was also a lifesaving technique, and after using it, his body felt extremely heavy, as if he was about to faint. However, seeing Zhang Chong's stance, he became even more enraged and let out another angry roar, increasing the speed of his incoming fist.

  The onlookers couldn't help but hold their breath at the sight, and some of them even secretly wiped away sweat for Zhang. Meanwhile, two night yaksha-level guards had flown to the edge of the arena, ready to intervene and protect.

  But these changes were not in Zhang Chong's eyes, his eyes only stared at the flames that came rushing towards him, and he didn't even see Zu Wanshan's fist as big as a sandbag. This wasn't because he looked down on Zu Wanshan. Moreover, if this punch had hit its mark, his life would have been gone for sure.

  This was entirely because of his current state, and he had also entered a state as if he were practicing the Dream Incantation in his sleep, everything else had become unimportant.

  A thread of heaven and earth's power, like a thin line, drives the flames, and what Zhang Chong does is to follow this trajectory, wrapping these thin lines together, and then, through control of the lines, change the direction of the flames.

  This job requires extremely delicate movements, although the power of heaven and earth and the flame are now in a subtle balance, but if you use too much force, the out-of-control flame will burst forth with even greater power.

  Zhang Chong carefully controlled and captured the threads of heaven and earth that he could control. Once the threads of heaven and earth that he could control exceeded half, the control over the flames would be seized.

  Zhang Chong's fingers fluttered quickly, like a butterfly flying through flowers. Suddenly, he felt that familiar connection with the flames. Without hesitation, he swung both hands forward at the same time.

  The flame whizzed by, making a strange arc in the air, and suddenly changed direction, brushing against Zhang Chong's body, flying towards Zuwan Mountain.

  Zu Wanshan did not expect this change, he never thought that the flames he originally controlled would counterattack him. And his body had already exhausted its energy in the last punch attack. Now he was completely unable to withstand this violent blow.

  At this time, his body under the flames was also unavoidable and was hit right after flying backwards horizontally.

  The expressionless golden armored guard, still disregarding the sea of flames in front of him, held a golden long sword and, according to predetermined actions, beckoned towards Zu Wanshan who was flying over.

  "It's no good~~~~" Zhang Chong also came to his senses at this time, and saw the figure of Zu Wanshan being smashed flying, it was clear that Zu Wanshan was already in a state of exhaustion, if he was chopped again by this Golden Armor Guard, he would undoubtedly die.

  He and Zu Wanshan were just competing to win, without any grudges, and didn't intend to kill him. At this moment, seeing his difficulty, he instinctively stretched out one hand.

  Meanwhile, the two Yaksha-class guards beside him also rushed down at that moment. They were originally trying to rescue Zhang Chong, but unexpectedly, the situation changed in an instant, and Zu Wanshan was in danger. At this point, although they quickly changed their moves, it seemed that they would not make it in time.

  "Brother is just seeking wealth, not wanting to harm your life~~" Zhang Chong thought in his heart, while struggling to control the movements of the Golden Armor Guard, he reached out and grabbed towards Zu Wanshan's body.

  He had just succeeded in changing the direction of the flames, but he had also consumed a great deal of his physical strength. At this moment, his state was not much better than that of Zu Wanshan.

  After doing these two actions at the same time, he couldn't help but feel a sweetness in his throat and spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.

  And his hand also grasped Zu Wanshan's ankle at this moment.

  However, Zu Wanshan's body was smashed too fiercely, and Zhang Chong's move only slowed him down, but did not completely grasp him. Instead, he was dragged forward as he retreated.

  Then, Zu Wanshan's body heavily crashed onto the already retreating Golden Armor Guards.

  Zhang Chong and Zu Wanshan, the two men were stacked on top of each other like a pagoda in the arena, six golden armored guards stood quietly beside them with broken helmets and armor, revealing an extremely peculiar scene.

  "I'm defeated~~~"

  Zu Wanshan only came to his senses at this time, slowly standing up and speaking softly. After experiencing the moment of life and death, his mood suddenly calmed down a lot. He did not expect that Zhang Chong, as an opponent, would reach out to save him at that moment.

  And all this happened when he was attacking with all his might. All these things made him feel grateful, but also a little ashamed.

  He reached out his hand and pulled Zhang up from the ground.

  "Thank you, I, Zu Wanshan, owe you a favor. If you need my help in the future, just look for me." Zu Wanshan said lightly.

  "Alright, do you have any medicine to heal wounds?" Zhang Chong heard this and responded with a sentence that was not polite at all. Although he had just made a casual gesture, it had caused him to spit out blood, which pained him greatly. At this moment, hearing Zu Wanshan's words, he also became impolite.

  Zu Wanshan felt a kind of petrification upon hearing these words, and the tall figure of Zhang Chong suddenly shrunk a lot in his heart.

  He was stunned for a moment before taking out ten White Yang Pills from his body, originally intending to give them all to Zhang Chong, but after some thought, he turned to Zhang Chong and said

  "Zhang Chong, little brother, I'm also injured. I'll keep one of these pellets and give the other nine to you, okay?"

  Zhang Chong's eyes widened as he saw the White Yang Dan in Zu Wanshan's hand, and his mouth curled up into a smile. He burst out laughing and patted Zu Wanshan on the shoulder, saying...

  "Uncle is too polite, little brother wouldn't dare ask for so much, how about this, let's split it half and half."

  The two men said this and each took half of the White Yang Dan. They supported each other as they walked down from the arena.

  This competition was full of twists and turns, which was enough to attract eyeballs, but the last part made everyone confused.

  Before the trial, no one thought that Zhang Chong, a disciple of the Refining Body stage, could actually enter the top 250. Now that this situation has occurred, it has sparked heated debate among everyone, and what they are guessing is how far Zhang Chong can go.

  However, his next opponent was an insurmountable high mountain. Because this opponent was born from two people.

  One of them was extremely familiar with Zhang Chong, and it was Liu Sheng.

  Another person is Fang Hongjin, who has fought with him before.

  It can be said that when encountering anyone, he is absolutely unbeatable.

  And this confrontation is also a focal point of concern for many people.

  "You make the first move." Fang Hongjin said calmly, his Ghost Demon Knife at the ready, as he faced Liu Sheng.

  "Good!" Liu Sheng shouted loudly, holding the black long spear in his right hand, with the spearhead pointing towards Fang Hongjin's direction, and rushed over quickly.

  As his body changed, a black long spear appeared above him, and a black mist spread out, condensing around Liu Sheng's body.

  "Go for it, Liu Sheng, you must defeat Fang Hongjin!" Zhang Chong sat below, watching the intense battle in the arena, silently urging him on.

  Fang Hongjin gazed at Liu Sheng who was rushing towards him, his mouth slightly raised. In an instant, his entire body was bathed in a silver-white light.

  The murderous aura that arrived later was even more intense.

  A ghostly sword flashed out a piece of silver-white space, and in this place, it collided with a black long spear without any fancy moves.

  "A crisp and clear sound like a dragon's roar, echoed in the ears of everyone watching."