Chapter 162: Fierce Tiger? No! Little Cat! At most it's a little cat with a small knife.

  Three thousand households heard the news and rushed over, this was a duel initiated by the descendant of the Burning Road family, the war god's successor in everyone's heart! As warriors, how could they miss such a battle?

  Not far from the arena, a large black lacquer chair was placed, and even Feng Jiangjun couldn't help but hurry over. These days, the demon clan had been too quiet, and military life was very dull. With a chance to witness a spar, it was worth taking a look, especially since it was a descendant of the Huo Tu family, the first place winner of the Jinxi Province exam.

  He changed into a pair of cloth shoes and stepped onto the dusty ground, his shoulders rising and falling like a fierce tiger descending from a mountain as he walked up to the stage.

  "It makes sense." General Feng stroked his chin: "No wonder, outsiders have already started calling Huo Tong's Crazy Song the Tiger Crazy Song. This kid's tiger fighting skills seem to have been practiced to the bone, even his breathing has a hint of tiger aura."

  Standing on the stage, Feng Kuang Ge looked around and soon found Duan Feng Er in the crowd. A worthy opponent is always hard to find, and it's even more surprising that there are two demon-slaying warriors in this small fortress. After defeating Gan Jing, he can spar with this person and even challenge Feng Jiang Jun, who is a seasoned warrior forged in the fires of life and death on the battlefield.

  "Huh? What's with this move?" General Feng couldn't help but look at him with disdain. The way he got on stage was completely unorthodox, and if it were to be used on the battlefield...

  It's really possible that it will have an unusual effect! General Wind raised his eyebrows, last time he didn't see him hit people, from the injuries of those students, only knew that he was a young man who was ruthless and fierce enough, now looking at his fighting style, it seems to belong to the wild type.

  "Let's get started soon, I hope to go all out in this battle!" Fengtuo Kuangge, with a very stylish gesture, punched his own chest with his fist, but his eyes had already begun to spew out flames of longing for battle.

  His body seemed to sink down slightly in the eyes of the crowd, giving people a fleeting illusion that he had shrunk by several centimeters. He lightly hooked his palm forward, making an inviting gesture to attack.

  "Are you going to put it down like that?" General Feng. Next, he showed a solemn expression, thinking that this time the Burning Road Crazy Song would easily win in the competition, but now it seems that it might be different from what he imagined. "This is called the young man of Gan Jing, perhaps he will let the Burning Road Crazy Song fall into a bitter battle before barely winning." Luo Ke, Fa Er, who do you think will win this time?" "Of course, it's the Burning Road Crazy Song, don't forget that he's from the Burning Road family!" "That's right, I also look good on the Burning Road Crazy Song." The two thousand households stood firmly on the side of the Burning Road Crazy Song: "I say, Mu Mu, you this cavalry thousand households have interest to bet with us?"

  "What are you betting on?" Bowu frowned as he watched Qianjin and the others enter the military camp. "Are you all crazy? What's the bet?" "You can bet on Qianjin, at most we'll lose a hundred!" Two thousandths teased Bowu, raising their eyebrows. "I won't bet!" Bowu shook his head firmly: "Not even if I lose a thousand!" "I'll bet one..."

  A timid girl's voice sounded from behind the three thousand households, and Bi Luo carefully took out ten gold coins from her magic robe. Those were the ten gold coins that Luo Qingqing had given her before they set off, originally intended for their journey, but as Rodrigo had been walking in the wilderness all along, everyone had been eating wild game, and these ten gold coins were now being used as betting money. The three thousand households looked at the ten gold coins and laughed together: "Little sister, we can't bully a child. You'd better not gamble, it's not easy to earn this money."

  The black magic hat swayed back and forth, showing a stubborn determination, but the voice was filled with a timid tone: "I... I believe in Qian Jin..."

  "Ah……" The three thousand households let out a sigh in unison. Bow-mu Thousand Household smiled and returned the seven gold coins to Bi Luo, saying: "Since you insist on betting with us, why don't we make it three? If we win, each of us will get one, and it'll be easy to divide." The two thousand households nodded repeatedly, showing that Bow-mu Thousand Household was indeed a generous person.

  Biluo took back the seven gold coins and focused on the arena, while the surrounding soldiers shook their heads at Biluo's wasteful behavior, which was clearly a way of giving money to the qianhus. General Feng stood up from his general's chair, swung his arm in the air and shouted: "Begin!"

  In an instant, the military camp fell into a silent stillness, with only the strong wind blowing against the high dry flag, making a rustling sound. Two young demon-slaying warriors were dueling, causing the soldiers watching to hold their breath in excitement.

  Roar! It seems to be the downhill tiger's roar from the mountain! The body of the Burning Road Crazy Song slightly bowed forward, and his back immediately rose, the Adam's apple in his neck kept rolling, his legs slightly opened, and his ten fingers grasped the ground and suddenly rushed out. The whole person seemed to pounce down from the mountain like a fierce tiger, swooping down, the joints of his ten curved fingers clicked one after another, and the strong wind rushed towards him!

  The Demon-Slaying Third War! General Feng's buttocks, which had just been about to sit back down in his seat, suddenly sprang up straight again, as if the chair beneath him had thousands of steel needles that poked him, making him jump up. He stared blankly at Xuan Song, who had instantly rushed to Qianjin's side, and muttered: "No wonder he's a descendant of the Fu family! Even without the power of bloodline, he can reach the third war of demon-slaying at such a young age! They may not have the power of bloodline, but their souls and blood have long been imprinted with the spirit of battle! It seems that this kid will definitely be able to enter the battlefield like his brother in the future! Another great warrior without bloodline will emerge in the military!

  Frenzied Song of the Blazing Path, his body shape resembling a fierce tiger, charging forward with a pounce. His left hand is withdrawn at his waist, hidden but not absent, able to both defend and launch a surprise attack. His right hand chops down, covering his face with a deadly grip on the throat. Beastly struggle, Tiger Form!

  The fierce song of the Burning Path, the surging energy of the Dou Technique, resonated with the chest cavity's powerful breathing, and the air expelled naturally formed a mighty tiger's roar towards the sky. It was almost as if he had reached the stage where his body had transformed into that of a beast. This wasn't just about having a fierce Dou Qi, but also about having deeply cultivated Dou Techniques, belonging to the dual-headed, parallel-opening style. Even when facing those who only focused on cultivating their Dou Qi to defeat demons and evil spirits, they might not be able to withstand him. In battle, technique was just as important as strength! The Burning Path's family crest, forged in blood, was not something that came easily!

  A hint of appreciation flashed across his eyes, able to bring out the flavor of life and death in the midst of a fierce battle. It's quite interesting! Unfortunately, although the tiger aura seems sufficient, it lacks the true wild beast's tiger flavor! With a flicker of thought, the wind and cloud-like aura of the Three Battles of Demon Subduing instantly spread across his legs.

  Tiger claws struck, Gan Jing felt the skin on his arms as if it had been touched, his ankles suddenly rotated, and all the joints in his body were shaking and rotating together. His body was instantly shifted to the side of Feng Tu Kuang Ge, just like the two years of bitter practice [Wan Ying], his right hand transformed into a knife and cut towards Feng Tu Kuang Ge's back of the head. "Not good!" Feng Tu Kuang Ge's scalp felt numb, his back surged with an overwhelming sense of threat, but Tiger Claw's target had vanished! He hastily tried to lower his head... "Too late!"

  A dry, crisp sound rang out beside Feng's ear as he sang his wild song. His hindquarters immediately took a blow from a hand knife, and his legs couldn't stop stumbling forward for several steps. A sour, numb pain rushed into his brain, and the world in front of him suddenly became blurry. The sounds around his ears also grew fainter... Everything seemed to have slowed down.

  "What's... going on? Me? Got hit? And I'm going to pass out? The body of Fumetsu no Kyouka began to lean forward, he tried hard to open his mouth to bite his tongue, using the pain to stimulate himself to stay awake, but found that his teeth couldn't be opened at all. That one blow seemed to have hit some crucial part of him, even affecting the function of opening his mouth. Plop..."

  The Burning Road's Crazy Song, the Burning Road's aristocratic family's most outstanding young warrior this year, has been defeated! He was defeated with just one palm strike, a crushing defeat!

  How is this possible? Feng Tu's Crazy Song was knocked to the ground, but he didn't truly pass out, his mind was still clear, it's just that the power of that one slash and the Dou Qi directly caused his entire body to become numb and unresponsive.

  Qian Jin looked at his palm that had just slapped the back of someone's head and clicked his tongue twice. The fierce song he had sung earlier still managed to bring out a bit of tiger aura, which was what made him subconsciously treat his opponent like a wild beast and slap him. "Not bad, the tiger shape seems to be ingrained in you, but unfortunately, it lacks the ferocity of a real tiger." Qian Jin scratched the back of his head: "To be strict, at most, it's just a big cat, not a fierce tiger."

  Feng Tu Kuang Ge was stunned, listening to Qian Jin's words, as if struck by lightning. This wasn't the first time he had heard this... Just a month ago, the head of the Feng Tu family, his own grandfather, Feng Tu Lang, had said the same thing! And his father had made the same evaluation the very next day!

  The surrounding soldiers all seemed to have been petrified, the descendants of the Fu family, Jinxi Province's top scorer this year, Fu Tong Kuangge actually lost? And was beaten down by someone in one move and couldn't get up?

  General Feng, after all, had seen many scenes and immediately ordered the people beside him to lift down Burning Road's Crazy Song for examination, in case something happened. After all, this was a descendant of the Burning Road family, and if anything really happened, it would be very troublesome.

  "I didn't expect that, really didn't think it would be like this." General Feng applauded and said: "The Oakland Magic and Warrior Academy has been dormant for a long time, I didn't think that just bursting out would be such an astonishing thing. It seems that with effort, there is also a chance to enter the True Strategist Royal Academy, although you may not be able to enter the [Blood Temple] in the future, but entering the [War Hall] is still possible." "The general has praised me." Gan Jing cast his gaze towards the distant Duan Feng Er'zi, this 'fellow warrior' who had once made an appointment with him to exchange blows and sharpen their skills in the sealed room.

  Everyone has noticed Kaneki's line of sight problem and they all look in the direction he is looking, only to find Touka standing there.

  Between warriors, there are many times when too much language is not needed, just one action and a glance can make both sides understand what they want to do.

  It's already the sixth update. I think I don't need to repeat any unnecessary words, do I? Six updates have already made things clear enough, right? The distance to ten updates is getting closer and closer, isn't it?

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