Chapter Seventy-Nine: Dragon Snake

  Feeling the horror of Xiaoyue's palm, Zhan Xiong was greatly shocked and hastily withdrew his right fist. His body slanted to draw a semicircle, blocking while his right foot fiercely chopped down towards Xiaoyue's right shoulder!

  With a palm strike, Xiao Shan didn't show any surprise, as if he had expected it. When Zhan Xiong was in mid-air, his body suddenly shook and quickly appeared behind Zhan Xiong's back. He let out a low growl, and the dragon-shaped slash struck Zhan Xiong's back once again. However, this time, accompanied by his movement, the silver-white light that emerged from the light halo burst forth with dazzling silver-white radiance, covering Xiao Shan and giving people an illusion - it seemed as though the silver-white mountain had crashed into Zhan Xiong's back.

  "Boom!!" The brutal Tian almost heard the sound of Zhan Xiong's armor bursting, a mouthful of fresh blood spurted out from Zhan Xiong's mouth, his body directly flew backwards into the air.

  Just as the war eagle was about to take off, Xiaoyue swiftly sprinted forward and with a final leap, he grabbed onto the horizontally flying War Eagle with both hands. In an instant, he executed a knee strike that pierced through the air towards the back of the War Eagle! After completing this move, his body landed on the ground before leaping into the air once again. This time, he jumped to a height of one zhang and with a single knee bent in mid-air, fiercely descended onto the chest of the horizontally flying War Eagle.

  From start to finish, the little mountain's attack was smooth and flawless, and whether it was strength or speed, it was all perfectly controlled, leaving the war eagle with no reaction time at all.

  With his knees on the War Hero's chest, the sound of broken ribs exploded continuously, and the disciples in the distance were all stunned. This blow was like Mount Tai crushing the top, ferocious and unmatched!!

  BOOM!!

  The heavily wounded war hero spewed fresh blood, his entire black armor had been shattered, and his pale face was filled with a bloody red glow!! Having suffered the brutal attack of Xiaoyue, he was severely injured, but he refused to admit defeat! Fresh blood gushed from his mouth as he let out a low growl, and the giant python in the light suddenly merged into his body. His body arched like a carp leaping out of water, transforming directly into a bronze glow that charged towards Xiaoyue.

  A silver-white small mountain cap body, the small mountain is like a real small mountain, standing on the stage, staring at the face of the incoming war hero with an unchanged expression, with a confident smile on his face, waiting for the war hero's blow.

  At the moment when Zhan Xiong approached Xiao Shan, a burst of light radiated from his body, and another figure appeared beside him with an eerie aura, mirroring his movements as they simultaneously threw a punch!

  The already recreated War Hero had to resort to using the human-level battle technique "Power of Division!", this small mountain, whether it was physical defense or strength, was incredibly powerful, and gave the War Hero an unstoppable feeling, he could only rely on human-level battle techniques to break through the small mountain's defenses.

  Always calm and composed, Xiaoyue saw the war hero who had transformed from one to two, his expression slightly changed. He opened his hands wide, let out a low growl, and a silver-white mountain burst forth from his body, instantly enveloping him entirely. The radiance of the silver-white mountain obscured Xiaoyue's body, making him seem like a silver mountain itself!

  "Boom!!" The human-level martial skill "Power Split" struck the top of the silver-white small mountain in an instant, causing a massive shockwave that shook the heavens and sent a powerful ripple effect wildly spreading outwards. The disciples outside the square could only feel their ears ringing and looked on in stunned amazement at the silver-white small mountain which remained unmoving despite withstanding the human-level martial skill.

  "How is this possible?! This is a human-level martial skill!! Yet it can't even budge this silver-white small mountain transformed from the blood pattern?"

  "What an astonishing power of bloodline! This small silver-white mountain can't even be shaken by a human-level battle technique!!"

  "Whether it's Xiaoyue or Zhan Huang, both of them are peerless heroes! Such strength is not something that an ordinary Seventh-Grade Body Tempering cultivator can possess!"

  "Unfortunately, only one of them can become a disciple of Gu Zong."

  Many sighed in amazement at the two's strength, and while they were amazed, they also regretted that only one of them could become a disciple of Gu Zong. This made many disciples feel it was unfair, as their strengths surpassed those of several others, and neither should have lost qualification.

  On the stone steps, Luo Lao gazed at the battling war heroes and the small mountain-like Xiao Shan, sighing: "These two young ones, if either of them loses their qualifications, it will be a loss for our ancient sect! They will surely make a name for themselves one day."

  "Indeed! This young warrior is exceptionally talented, having mastered human-level combat skills at such a young age. Moreover, his strength is not inferior to that of the One-Piece Bloodline's weakness. Such a person would be considered above average even in the ancient sects. And this young man named Xiaoyue is truly remarkable! If I'm not mistaken, he should be a junior from the Earth Clan! A mountain-like physique, yet an perfect instrument for both offense and defense!" The elderly Qin sighed.

  "No matter who wins or loses, bring back the ancient sect!" Old Luo said calmly.

  The old man with the surname Qin was slightly stunned, hesitated for a moment, and nodded.

  Perhaps the competition is a means to motivate each of the disciples, but the ultimate goal is to dig out good talent. Both Zhang Feng and Xiaoyue are extraordinary, regardless of who wins or loses, their demonstrated strength is enough to become a disciple of Guzong.

  "Human-class martial skills are strong, but they still can't break through my defense! If you want to break through my defense, that means you have to blast through a mountain as high as ten zhang!" Xiaoyue's words rang out, and the silver-white light enveloping his body gradually dissipated, revealing his pure and simple smile.

  Listening to Xiaoyue's words, Zhan Xiong's face changed from cloudy to clear! If what Xiaoyue said was true, then with his current strength, he was still not enough to break through Xiaoyue's defense! This also meant that he could not defeat Xiaoyue at all, which made Zhan Xiong's heart feel stifled, clenching his fists tightly, his body slightly trembling, and the bronze light bursting out from his body once again, a powerful aura spreading out from him.

  The Hero of War Refuses to Yield!!

  He is extremely unwilling!

  He was born ordinary, just a member of a small tribe. His bloodline was too thin, and he had no power to speak of. He once dreamed of making a name for himself in one battle! He once dreamed of becoming superior to others! After experiencing life-and-death hardships, he acquired human-level combat skills! And spent a year studying, finally mastering the human-level combat skills.

  Finally, he shone brightly in the competition for places!

  At the moment he got the first place in the third round, Zhan Xiong thought of his weak and small tribe that could be swallowed by other tribes at any time, he thought of his parents in the tribe, and the thick expectations of his people for him.

  At that moment, he only wanted to run back to the tribe and tell his people that he had fought bravely for the tribe's honor. He had earned the right to go to the ancient temple in the south as a representative of the tribe. He even imagined how surprised and delighted his parents and the rest of the tribe would be when they heard the news that he had successfully obtained the quota.

  This is what Zhan Xiong has always dreamed of! He wants to fight for his tribe, he wants to fight for his parents!

  But at this moment, facing this strange little mountain, the war hero's ambitions all turned into illusions like bubbles. The defense of this small mountain in front of him was impenetrable even to human-level combat skills, and a thread of despair rose up in his heart.

  "No!!!"

  Zhan Xiong let out a deafening roar, his body bursting with light as the giant python transformed from his blood vessels accompanied his low growl, violently colliding and releasing a powerful aura that shot into the sky.

  Perhaps, being born in a high-ranking clan or tribe, it's hard to understand why Zhan Xiong has such unwavering faith, because every low-ranking clansman has a great ambition in their heart, which is to lead the clan towards glory!

  The war hero is like this, and the barbaric heaven is also like this.

  "How is this possible!" The old man with the surname Qin suddenly stood up on the stone steps, staring fixedly at the giant python transformed from the Blood Eagle's blood.

  No!!

  At this time, it should be called a dragon snake rather than a giant python!!

  PS: Actually, I've had a cold for the past few days and my stored drafts are all gone. Today, my head is numb, my whole body feels soft, I'm coughing, my nose is itchy, I have a runny nose, my whole body is alternating between feeling cold and hot, it's got me worried that I might have bird flu! Anyway, the update is late, so I'll just shamelessly ask for recommendation votes!! Once my body recovers, I'll immediately start storing drafts again, and there will be a big explosion of updates before the official launch!!