Chapter 19: Reputation Soars!

  Misty swamp.

  Whoosh!

  A purple figure flashed across a muddy swamp, and the alligators lurking in the swamp immediately opened their jaws and bit towards the purple figure.

  Ah!

  Upper and lower teeth touched together, biting empty.

  That purple figure lightly tapped the alligator's head, and floated forward. The fierce alligator could only roar reluctantly, but was helpless.

  "Wait for me, Father." Tang Lin's eyes shone with a sharp light, his body moving like a great roc spreading its wings as he sped off through the forest.

  ……

  Dazzling sunshine, sixteen martial arts halls competing for the final eight strong.

  As one by one martial arts schools took the stage for three-on-three kick-off, Tianlong Martial Arts School, Zhujian Martial Arts School, and Hanshang Martial Arts School all entered the finals without any suspense. The three disciples sent out were all high-level martial artists, and the fist techniques they displayed were extremely skilled. Moreover, their lightness skills were also very proficient, making their opponents completely no match for them.

  Soon, it was Pure Yang Martial Arts Hall's turn to compete against Listening Rain Pavilion.

  When the judge announced the three words "Listening Rain Pavilion", all the audience's eyes lit up, this martial arts hall that won third place last time was deeply expected by everyone.

  "Finally, the day has arrived!" Tang Long sat on the waiting seat, clenched his fists, and his eyes shone with a sharp light.

  Tang Tian said in a low voice, "Although you are already an advanced martial artist, the Listening Rain Pavilion will likely send out three advanced martial artists. To win, you must defeat two of them. Be sure to pay attention to your safety, use stillness to control movement, and conserve your energy!"

  Tang Long nodded heavily.

  Immediately, Tang Tian still sent A'Dong as the vanguard, trying to consume the physical strength of the opposing members. As for Tingyu Pavilion, a beautiful woman in her twenty-four or five years old walked out, with skin as white as dew, beautiful and flawless.

  Adong was not dazzled by his opponent's beauty, and as soon as he stepped onto the stage, he bowed and began to take a strong stance, with his legs wide apart and his hands raised high like a dragon, exuding an aura of calmness.

  "You'd better go down." The beautiful woman looked at Ah Dong coldly and said, "I don't want to waste my time and unnecessary energy."

  Ah Dong's face turned red with rage. This indifference was even more piercing than ridicule. He took a deep breath and said, "Let's do it!"

  "Hmm!" The beautiful woman's body swayed, like a fluttering blue bird, her movements were so swift that they were almost invisible. Her slender white fingers suddenly clenched into eagle claws, and it was actually the Eagle Claw Technique, famous for its fierce and powerful hand methods!

  The Eagle Claw skill, although only able to train the bones of the palm, emphasizes ferocity and has a shocking power. When this beautiful woman unleashes it, her fingers seem to be able to crush steel, and Ah Dong's chest clothes are suddenly torn apart, revealing several gruesome bloodstains on his chest skin.

  A murmur of surprise rose from below the stage.

  Adong was secretly shocked, and hurriedly followed Tang Tian's instructions to calm down and wait for the enemy. When the beautiful woman approached again, he immediately launched the "Kanglong Jin" fist technique, whose power was in no way inferior to the Eagle Claw Skill.

  "You're overestimating yourself!" The beautiful woman's expression was disdainful, her claws tearing ruthlessly.

  Boom!

  Adong's fist had several bright red claw marks on it, with the flesh and bones inside bursting open.

  "With such a poor fist, you dare to show off in front of me." The beautiful woman's body flashed, and she appeared behind Ah Dong like a phantom. Her slender, straight long legs kicked back, and it was actually the "Great Power Vajra Leg" that was displayed. This is one of the secret martial arts manuals in the Buddhist sect's "Great Power Vajra" series, with powerful and strong power. Legend has it that if you practice to perfection, you can kick through steel!

  If it kicks on someone, the consequences can be imagined!

  Boom!

  Adong's spine cracked, and a mouthful of blood spurted out as he fell to the ground.

  "Ah Dong!" Tang Tian suddenly stood up.

  Tang Long's eyes widened in anger, his entire body's hair almost exploding with rage. This move, if not executed properly, would shatter the entire spine, resulting in either crippling disability or instant death. And yet, beneath this beautiful woman's angelic face, lay a heart so venomous!

  "The Listening Rain Pavilion wins!" The judge declared loudly.

  Tang Long immediately flashed his body, went on stage and helped A Dong up. Seeing A Dong panting, he weakly said: "Sorry... sorry..." After finishing speaking, he fainted.

  Tang Long clenched his fists, his teeth chattering loudly, and lowered his head to carry Ah Dong's body off the field. He then turned around and walked step by step onto the martial arts platform.

  "This round, I'll take it!" Tang Long said in a cold voice.

  Tang Tian was taken aback for a moment, then looked at another young disciple beside him and sighed, saying: "Be careful of your safety, don't force it."

  Seeing the strength of the Listening Rain Pavilion, he felt somewhat disheartened in his heart. His original ambition seemed to have been doused with cold water, extinguished by more than half.

  The second half begins.

  The beautiful woman looked at Tang Long's angry face, her expression still cold and detached, saying: "Make your move, let's end this quickly."

  Tang Long clenched his fists tightly, but he didn't charge forward impulsively. He remained standing in place, waiting for the beautiful woman's attack.

  The beautiful woman snorted coldly and her body swayed as she launched Eagle Claw Skill at Tang Long.

  "Rise, Dragon!" Tang Long bellowed.

  The fist suddenly swung out and met the slender claw.

  Ah!

  A cracking sound rang out, and the beautiful woman's body flew backward, her white fingers bent at an odd angle, three of them snapping off.

  Wow!

  A commotion broke out in the square, and no one had expected that this small, unknown martial arts school would send out such a powerful young man, who with just one move, defeated the beautiful woman who was also an advanced martial artist.

  The beautiful woman's eyebrows were tightly furrowed in pain as she stared at Tang Long in front of her, unable to believe that she had been defeated with just one punch. In her mind, the only person who could achieve this was Xie Jianfeng, who had become a martial artist.

  "Damn it!" A middle-aged man in white clothes with a gloomy face, clenched the bone fan in his hand, "Ruo Lingfeng, you come up and cripple him!"

  "Yes!" A young man in white clothes smiled and nodded.

  If Tang Lin were here, he would recognize that this white-clothed youth was the same young man he had met when selling talismans at the free market.

  Ling Feng walked lightly onto the martial stage, like a fluttering young noble, smiling as he looked at Tang Long and said: "Unexpectedly, a small martial arts school could actually cultivate a high-level martial artist. Truly unexpected. However, you really are unlucky, running into us, Ting Yu Pavilion."

  Tang Long stood proudly on the martial stage, his black hair flying wildly, full of recklessness and untamed spirit. "Cut the nonsense," he said, "and stop wasting your breath!"

  "Then I'd like to see what you've got." Ruo Lingfang's mouth curled up, and the fan in his hand was casually tossed back and hung on the flagpole next to the martial stage. Immediately afterwards, he slowly rolled up his sleeves and said, "Bring it on!"

  Whoosh!

  A figure flashed by, like a white leopard, his body was extremely agile, and in an instant he rushed to Tang Long's face, his fingers gathered into a palm, cutting horizontally.

  Tang Long raised his hand to block, and immediately felt like his palm had been smashed by steel, the pain was unbearable. In his heart, he secretly thought: "Iron Sand Palm!"

  Splash! Splash!

  If Ling Feng's body launched a fierce attack, his palm was like a knife cutting off, Tang Long didn't dodge or evade, the flying clothes were cut in half and immediately torn into pieces.

  "Give up." Ruo Lingfang said coldly while attacking, "I've been training Iron Sand Palm since I was six years old, and after ten years, I've already reached a high level. With my palm, I can split wood into silk threads. You're not my match."

  "Is that so?" Tang Long's eyes flashed with a sharp light, his feet suddenly stopped, and he let out a loud roar, punching out fiercely.

  "Rise of the mighty dragon!"

  Boom!

  Fists and palms collided, a terrible force passing through the palm, directly piercing into Ruo Ling's palm meridian.

  Ling Feng groaned and spat out a mouthful of blood, retreating several steps as he exclaimed in shock: "How is this possible? What kind of fist technique is this?"

  "Second only to our Pure Yang Martial Canon's first great fist technique!" Tang Long's expression was cold and arrogant, looking down at Ruo Ling with a gaze that seemed to pierce through her: "You've lost."

  Ling Feng's face didn't look good.

  It was just an exchange of blows, but he himself fell into defeat, and his opponent's boxing skills were clearly no worse than his own.

  Wow!

  The whole field was in an uproar.

  Tang Long unexpectedly defeated two senior martial artists, which was no different from slapping the face of Tingyu Pavilion!

  "Who is this young man?" The city master looked at Tang Long, his eyes shining with praise, and said: "At such a young age, he's already so accomplished. It seems that becoming a warrior in the future is entirely possible!"

  The middle-aged man in black sitting next to him furrowed his brow and looked at Tang Long on the stage with a thoughtful expression.

  "Damn it!" The host of the Listening Rain Pavilion had a face as dark as liver, extremely ugly. He was originally planning to compete with the Bamboo Sword Pavilion later, but he didn't expect to trip over a big stone here!

  "Don't worry." A low voice said: "I'll go."

  The host of the Rain Listening Pavilion looked at the person speaking, this person wearing a simple gray outfit, with jet-black long hair and knife-sharp cheekbones, exuding an aura of stability and serenity all over his body, just like... a ferocious beast in deep sleep!

  Upon seeing this person, the face of the Rain Listening Pavilion's master suddenly looked a bit better, and he slightly nodded, saying: "Then I'll leave it to you, cripple him!"

  The young man in grey slowly stood up and walked step by step towards the martial stage under everyone's gaze, standing in front of Tang Long.

  "It's Shi Jian!"

  "It's him!"

  "Is this the Stone Sword of 'Shocking Hawk, Sword That Shakes Heaven'?"

  Some older people, seeing this young man in grey clothes, immediately lit up their eyes.

  "At the previous gathering, Shi Jian was only sixteen years old and already a high-level martial artist, his talent shining brightly, not inferior to Xie Jianfeng. After so many years, although he still hasn't broken through to become a Martial Master, I'm afraid he's already the number one figure among those below the rank of Martial Master!"

  "I'm really looking forward to it!"

  Everyone was filled with passion and enthusiasm.

  Tang Tian's eyebrows furrowed, gazing at the gray-robed Stone Sword. From that steady face, as sharp as a knife cut, he sensed a hint of danger and his heart surged with unease.

  The judge looked at Shi Jian and shouted: "Duel, start!"

  Tang Long's expression turned grave, he knew his greatest enemy was the stone sword in front of him. He immediately concentrated his spirit, clenched his fists and waited solemnly.

  ……

  Delayed it for a bit today, sorry guys.

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