Under the impact of the Spirit Devouring Rat's blood qi, Tong Fu managed to survive.
The Corpse Lord returned to the Primal Chaos Original Coffin. Its already small body shrunk even further.
Nie Tian naturally knew that the Spirit Devouring Rat's body had shrunk by a size, indicating that its strength had weakened again. The Corpse Lord had sacrificed his own strength to save Tong Fu.
He did this to gain Nie Tian's approval, so that he could break the blood contract sooner.
On the arena, Long Sky frowned when he saw that Tong Fu had miraculously come back to life. He was clearly unhappy.
Nie Tian turned back to look at him. The killing intent in his eyes was so thick that it was almost tangible.
Nie Tian already had thoughts about the Blade Dragon Arm. With this, his thoughts had to be turned into action.
Tong Fu was defeated in the quarterfinals. Long Sky advanced to the semifinals.
"Dragonblood Martial Gathering, quarterfinals, second match, Nie Tian versus Zhan Xiaoyi." It was Nie Tian's turn to fight. His opponent was Zhan Xiaoyi.
Nie Tian could tell that Zhan Xiaoyi was the weakest in the quarterfinals. He was only a ninth level giant. Even though he had the Battle Cloud Tyrant Body, he could not unleash its full power.
If Zhan Xiaoyi's strength rose another level to the True Energy Realm, his battle strength would definitely be more terrifying than Tong Fu's. He might even have the strength to fight Long Sky with the Blade Dragon Arm.
It was a pity that he was only a ninth level giant. Without True Yuan, it would be difficult for him to fight Tong Fu and the rest.
"City Lord Nie Tian, I did not expect my opponent to be you." Zhan Xiaoyi stepped onto the arena at the same time as Nie Tian. He smiled faintly at the latter.
Actually, Zhan Xiaoyi already had a plan. If he met Tang Xiao or Mo Shi, he would admit defeat. If he met anyone else, he would try to fight.
There were too many experts in this Dragonblood Martial Gathering, far exceeding Zhan Xiaoyi's expectations. Hence, he set his sights lower.
To be able to see one's own strength clearly was a form of wisdom.
Although Nie Tian was strong, in Zhan Xiaoyi's eyes, he was not comparable to Mo Shi, Tang Xiao, and the others.
Tang Xiao's strength was there for all to see. He was at the 2nd Level of True Element, and he was the strongest person in this Martial Meeting. On the other hand, Mo Shi's strength was strange and unfathomable. His speed that was faster than the blink of an eye and his merciless method of killing were sufficient to cause others to feel fearful.
"I didn't expect that my opponent would be you," Nie Tian smiled faintly and asked, "Are you confident in your Battle Cloud Tyrant Body?"
"What do you mean?" Zhan Xiaoyi was taken aback.
Nie Tian smiled and said, "There is no need for a life and death battle between the two of us. Why don't we decide the victor with one punch?"
"Oh?" Zhan Xiaoyi's interest was piqued. "I wonder how City Lord Nie Tian will decide the outcome with a single punch?"
Nie Tian smiled as a cunning look flashed across his eyes. "Let's compete in absolute strength. Whoever is stronger will win. How about it?"
As Nie Tian spoke, he looked at the Qiankun Stone outside the arena.
Zhan Xiaoyi immediately understood and said in a clear voice, "Alright!"
Nie Tian wanted to use the Qiankun Stone to decide the outcome. Each of them would throw a punch. Whoever was stronger would be the winner.
After the battle between Zhan Xiaoyi and Duanmu Lu, the two of them were in a heated battle. Nie Tian really didn't want to hurt the former, so he thought of this idea.
Anyway, Zhan Xiaoyi was very confident in his Battle Cloud Tyrant Body. Directly competing in strength wouldn't be considered a loss.
Since both of them agreed, the judge naturally couldn't say anything.
"City Lord Nie Tian, you go first?" Zhan Xiaoyi was a little cunning and let Nie Tian go first.
"Alright." Nie Tian smiled faintly and didn't decline.
The other martial artists crowded around, wanting to see how strong Nie Tian's hands were.
On the high platform, Duanmu Bai, Elder Li, and the rest were also interested and stood up.
During the qualifiers, Nie Tian was the first to be tested. With one punch, he punched out a half meter deep fist mark on the Qiankun Stone. At that time, Duanmu Bai was very shocked. At this moment, the latter really wanted to know how terrifying Nie Tian was.
Nie Tian came before the Qiankun Stone and his lips twitched. He thought to himself, "My Raw Star Stone has awakened 640,000 star power. The absolute strength in my hands is 25 million kilograms, which is the strength of half a dragon. If I add my martial technique, I can basically hit out with a strength of 50 million kilograms, which is the strength of one dragon."
Thinking of this, Nie Tian glanced at Zhan Xiaoyi and thought to himself, "This guy has the Battle Cloud Tyrant Body. His pure physical strength is also the strength of half a dragon. If I add my martial technique, it should be the strength of one dragon. Looks like I have to put in a lot of effort this time. "
"City Lord Nie Tian, let's begin." Zhan Xiaoyi saw that Nie Tian didn't make a move and couldn't help but urge him.
"Okay." Nie Tian smiled faintly and no longer hesitated. He raised his arm and Yuan Power surged out. Even his fist seemed to expand a little.
"Divine War Imperial Fist!" Nie Tian shouted and punched out. At the same time, one of the Star Souls on the Star Soul Stele sensed it and turned into pure energy, spewing out.
"Boom!" When Nie Tian punched out, a layer of soil was lifted up from the ground. A deep ravine appeared under his feet. A huge spear was formed, and on the tip of the spear, there was a huge shadow of a fist.
"Bang!" With a muffled sound, the huge Qiankun Stone shook violently. Shortly after, a one and a half meter deep depression appeared. In the center of the depression, there was a clear fist imprint.
Seeing the fist imprint on the Qiankun Stone, everyone sucked in a breath of cold air, their eyes wide open.
Many of them were participants of the Dragon Blood Martial Gathering and had personally attacked the Qiankun Stone. Naturally, they knew how difficult it was to leave a fist imprint on the Qiankun Stone.
But Nie Tian had so easily and casually punched out a one and a half meter deep fist imprint. This was too inconceivable.
"One and a half meter! One and a half dragon strength! " On the high platform, Duanmu Bai stood up. He had guessed that Nie Tian's limit should be one dragon strength, but now it seemed that he had underestimated Nie Tian.
Old Li also stood up and suddenly said, "I think City Lord Nie Tian has not used his full strength."
"Not used his full strength?" Duanmu Bai was completely stunned, speechless.
Old Li's guess was right. Nie Tian had indeed not used his full strength.
Because his previous punch was the Divine War Imperial Fist combined with the power of the second rank Star Soul, Earth Spear. He still had a third rank Star Soul in his body that he had not used.
The Star Soul contained the power of the stars, the purest form of energy. It was the best to use it to attack the Qiankun Stone.
If he had used the third rank Star Soul, the fist imprint on the Qiankun Stone would have been several times deeper.
Nie Tian nodded slightly, expressing his satisfaction. He turned to Zhan Xiaoyi, who had yet to react, and said, "Brother Xiaoyi, it's your turn."
Only then did Zhan Xiaoyi react. He fiercely swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and even his body trembled slightly. He said, "City Lord Nie Tian, I admit defeat."
Nie Tian did not expect that he would admit defeat directly.
Zhan Xiaoyi naturally had his own considerations. His Battle Cloud Tyrant Body combined with his martial techniques would have a limit of one dragon strength. It was impossible for him to punch out a one and a half meter deep fist imprint.
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