(This is the last chapter of the day, and also the last chapter of the first volume. Starting tomorrow, the protagonist will embark on a new journey. Everyone, please support him.)
His fist was like a tiger's claw!
The wind howled like a tiger's roar. The two fists collided in front of everyone's eyes. At that moment, a teeth-numbing sound was heard.
Chen Zhigang's body swayed and stabilized, while Chen Zong took a small step back.
"Haha, I knew it. How could Chen Zong be Brother Gang's opponent?"
The tense atmosphere was broken by the laughter, and all kinds of discussions followed. They all said that Chen Zong was overestimating himself.
"Nonsense, Brother Zong can definitely defeat Chen Zhigang." Chen Yiming shouted with a red face.
"Are you blind? Didn't you see that Chen Zong was knocked back by Brother Gang's punch?" Chen Zhongjie sneered and mocked Chen Yiming.
"You have some skills." Chen Zhigang retracted his fist and once again assumed the Crouching Tiger Form. His eyes flashed with lightning, and the corner of his mouth curled into a sneer, "But that punch just now, I only used seventy percent of my strength."
"You think I used all my strength?" Chen Zong once again assumed the Crouching Tiger Form and retorted.
"If that's the case, then use all your strength. I'll let you know the difference between you and me." Chen Zhigang smiled after a slight pause.
That punch just now was only a test. What came next was the real battle.
"Brother Gang is going to use all his strength."
"You know, Brother Gang's strength has reached six hundred pounds."
Chen Zhigang's supporters were all excited.
Blood Qi flowed, tyrannical strength was aroused, and his arms were tight. Chen Zhigang's body emitted a kind of pressure. It was the pressure of strength exceeding the standard.
"The peak of the third level of the Qi and Blood realm, six hundred pounds of strength, and the Tiger Strength Fist Technique has also reached the realm of mastery. Not bad." The battle supervisor nodded with some praise.
"Zhigang's talent is unmatched in the branch family, and he's also very hardworking." Chen Huzhan heard the praise and showed a proud smile.
The Supervisor of Battle smiled and looked at Chen Zong. His intuition told him that this young man might bring a surprise.
He mobilized all of his strength, and the strong aura formed a pressure under the Tiger Strength Fist Technique, which made Chen Zong look serious.
Taking a deep breath, Chen Zong knew that he had to use all his strength.
Adjusting his body slightly, Chen Zong's aura suddenly grew and spread out from his body.
The wind stopped!
The audience felt that the Chen Zong in front of them seemed to have transformed into a ferocious tiger that was entrenched in the ring, exuding an astonishing aura.
Especially Chen Zhigang, who was facing Chen Zong, was stunned and thought that he had an illusion.
The War Supervisor suddenly stood up, his eyes wide open, releasing a shocking radiance. His arms were trembling because of excitement.
"Perfection …" His voice was low and trembling. Was this the pleasant surprise he felt? Wasn't it a little too intense?
"This is impossible …" Chen Huzhan was in a daze. He felt powerless.
Perfection of Foundation Establishment Martial Arts!
That was the realm that many Chen Family members dreamed of reaching. However, in the entire branch family, no one had ever reached it. Even in the main family, there were very few people who could cultivate the Foundation Establishment Realm to perfection. Especially at the Martial Disciple level, it was even rarer.
But now, they saw the perfection of the Tiger Strength Fist Technique from a Martial Disciple who was only at the third level of the Qi and Blood Realm who was less than fifteen years old.
It was unbelievable, like a dream.
Chen Zhigang felt as if he was floating in the clouds. It was very unreal.
He had gone through untold hardships and had Chen Hu Zhan's guidance to cultivate the Tiger Strength Fist Technique to the realm of greater mastery. However, he had not even reached the peak of greater mastery. Yet, this piece of trash had not only reached the third level of the Qi and Blood realm, but had also cultivated the Tiger Strength Fist Technique to the realm of perfection.
This was simply impossible to happen.
"Even if your fist technique has reached perfection, you are still no match for me." With a low roar, Chen Zhi Gang exerted strength in both of his legs. With a bang, the platform under his feet shook. Like a fierce tiger, he instantly rushed out. Under the strength of six hundred pounds, his right fist was clenched and incomparably fierce. It smashed the air and fiercely punched towards Chen Zhi Gang.
The perfection of the Tiger Crouching Stance under the power of the tiger made Chen Zong's strength as one. Even though he had just broken through to the third level of the Qi and Blood Realm and only had four hundred pounds of strength, he was able to exceed his limit and become even more tyrannical. Like a fierce tiger, he constantly attacked in all directions, constantly affecting Chen Zhigang.
Tiger Rush!
The two fists collided again, and a terrifying explosion sounded.
Tiger Rush!
Tiger Rush!
Three consecutive fists collided. Chen Zong was like a fierce tiger rushing down the mountain. He was unstoppable. This was the power of the tiger.
Chen Zhigang's arm trembled, and he unconsciously took a step back. That step caused his momentum to stagnate.
Chen Zong pounced, and his fists continuously punched.
Tiger Rush!
Tiger Rush!
Tiger Rush!
Chen Zhigang could only retreat step by step.
Everyone was dumbfounded.
Chen Zhigang, who was known as the number one under the age of fifteen in the family, was actually being suppressed by someone who was once called a trash. Was this a dream?
Tiger Spinning Stance!
His body rotated, and his arm swept like a tiger's tail. The speed was too fast for Chen Zhigang to block, and he staggered to the side.
Immediately, Chen Zong rushed forward, and his whole body jumped half a meter high. His momentum was completely unleashed. Chen Zhigang unconsciously looked up, and a shadow covered him. It was as if he saw a fierce tiger leaping down from the mountain. That pair of domineering cold eyes made his heart tremble, and he felt an inexplicable fear.
Tiger Violent Stance!
Unstoppable!
Chen Zong punched out with all his strength. That was the most tyrannical punch of the Tiger Strength Fist Technique, and it was also the final punch.
Chen Zhigang subconsciously raised his arms to block, but the strong force seemed to break the bones in his arms, and hit his chest directly. Chen Zhigang flew out of the ring and fell to the ground. He rolled back a few times, and blood spilled from the corner of his mouth. He could not move.
"Chen Zhigang … lost …"
"Chen Zong defeated Chen Zhigang?"
Everyone was speechless.
"Brother Zong, good job." Chen Yiming was extremely excited.
"Good, good, good …" Chen Zhengtang's face was filled with relief and excitement, and his whole body was trembling.
Chen Yuyao was dumbstruck. Her mind was in a mess, and she could not describe what she was feeling. Chen Yidao's eyes shone with a fierce light, and he stared at Chen Zong as if he had found his prey. He was eager to fight.
Chen Huzhan was stunned at first, and then his face became gloomy, and a burst of anger was about to explode.
"Good, Chen Zong defeated Chen Zhigang, and he will replace Chen Zhigang. He will go to the clan hall with Chen Yuyao and Chen Yidao to cultivate." Chen Wuxiong was very excited.
It was not only because Chen Zong had cultivated the Tiger Strength Fist Technique to perfection, but also because he defeated Chen Zhigang.
If Chen Zhigang went to the clan hall to cultivate as he wished, Chen Huzhan's status in the branch family would rise again, and he would be slowly overtaken. But now, that would not happen.
"Bastard, how dare you be so ruthless." Chen Huzhan exploded and leaped like a huge tiger leaping from a high place. The terrifying aura of a Qi and Blood Realm Level Seven exploded, and his Qi and blood surged. He clawed out. There was no doubt that if Chen Zong was caught by that claw, his bones would definitely shatter.
Chen Zong could not move. His whole body was stiff and numb, and it was even more terrifying than when he was stared at by the tiger in the forest. The sword tip in the space between his eyebrows trembled slightly, and a chill spread throughout his body, allowing Chen Zong to regain his senses. However, the difference between a Qi and Blood Realm Level Three was too big. It was like a firefly compared to the moon. Even if he could react, he could not dodge in time.
"Chen Huzhan … You … dare …" Chen Zhengtang's voice seemed to come from afar, and the crowd's exclamations sounded as if they were half-awake.
Subconsciously, Chen Zong moved. If he could not dodge in time, then he would not dodge. If he wanted to kill him, he would not compromise.
In an instant, the Tiger Force that emerged from Chen Zong's body intensified.
Chen Huzhan's claw rapidly enlarged in front of his eyes, as if it was covering the sky. Chen Zong glared at him and threw out a punch. It was so fierce that even the sky would be pierced through.
"Die!" Chen Huzhan growled, his voice like thunder. His claw mercilessly clawed at Chen Zong's head.
In the blink of an eye, Chen Zong only saw a blue shadow flash in front of him, and a tall figure seemed to appear out of thin air. The figure's palm collided with Chen Huzhan's claw and repelled it.
"Chen Huzhan, are you trying to break the rules?" The calm voice contained a hint of coldness, causing Chen Huzhan's pupils to shrink.
The battle supervisor made his move.
"No, I was just …" Facing the battle supervisor, who was stronger, Chen Huzhan did not dare to fight back because he was in the wrong.
"There will be winners and losers and injuries in a battle." The battle supervisor directly interrupted Chen Huzhan's explanation. "He is one of the three people who will go to the clan this time. If anything happens to him, you won't be able to pay for it even if you have ten lives."
As he spoke, the battle supervisor ignored Chen Huzhan, who looked pale, and turned to Chen Zong with a smile. "Not bad. You have the heart of a fierce tiger, and your courage is commendable."
"Thank you, battle supervisor, for saving me." Chen Zong quickly bowed to express his gratitude.
"It's my duty." The battle supervisor smiled and nodded at Chen Wuxiong.
"I hereby announce that Chen Zong, Chen Yuyao, and Chen Yidao are qualified to cultivate in the clan hall." Chen Wuxiong's face was flushed with high spirits, and his voice seemed to be louder. "As a reward, each of you will receive two Energy Pills. I hope you can cultivate well in the clan hall and strive to become martial artists as soon as possible."
"Two Energy Pills." Chen Zong was overjoyed to hear that.
"Little guy, you can get more Energy Pills in the clan." The battle supervisor smiled, which made Chen Zong's eyes brighten.
When the applause died down, Chen Zong suddenly said, "Lord Battle Supervisor, Patriarch, may I ask, what should be done if I violate the clan rules?"
In the crowd, Chen Dazhong, Chen Dalei, and Chen Zhigang's faces suddenly changed.
"Little guy, if you have something to say, just say it." The battle supervisor put his hands behind his back and said seriously.
"First of all, I didn't get my share of Energy Pills last month." Chen Zong said and glanced at Chen Zhigang's uncle, who was trembling all over. His face was pale and cold sweat was dripping.
"Li Seven, from now on, you have nothing to do with the Chen family." Chen Wuxiong's words made Li Seven collapse to the ground. He had sneaked into the Chen family with his relationship with Chen Huzhan and got a good position. He should have had a bright future, but now, everything was over.
"Second of all, twenty days ago, in the Howling Wind Forest, someone tried to kill me. If I wasn't lucky, I would be dead now." Chen Zong's eyes fell on the crowd and fixed on Chen Dazhong. His voice was full of coldness. "Chen Dazhong, who ordered you to do that?"
"Nonsense." Chen Dazhong's face turned red and his neck became thick. He shouted to defend himself.
Chen Wuxiong, the battle supervisor, and Chen Huzhan's faces changed dramatically. Chen Zhengtang's face was full of anger, while the other clansmen were confused.
"Chen Dazhong, I'm five or six years older than you. We have no relationship, so I don't need to slander you." Chen Zong said calmly. "At that time, you should have killed the tiger and brought it back to the clan. If it hadn't appeared, I would have been killed by you."
"Patriarch, twenty days ago, Chen Dazhong did bring a tiger back." An elder said.
"Chen Dalei, you were also involved in this, right?" Chen Zong suddenly looked at Chen Dalei.
"It wasn't me … It had nothing to do with me …" Chen Dalei cried out.
"As a martial artist, you attacked a martial disciple under the age of fifteen. This is the first crime. You tried to kill a fellow clansman. This is the second crime." Chen Wuxiong's face was cold. "The punishment for these two crimes is to cripple Chen Dazhong's cultivation."
"No, I didn't …" Chen Dazhong shouted again and again. He quickly squeezed through the crowd and tried to escape. An elder reached out and grabbed Chen Dazhong. Chen Dazhong's body trembled and his face turned pale. His whole body was like a deflated balloon. He became so weak that it was as if a gust of wind would blow him over.
His cultivation of the fourth level of the Qi and Blood realm was crippled.
Chen Zhigang's face was pale. Chen Dalei's body trembled and a trace of hatred flashed in his eyes.
"This is the consequence of breaking the clan's rules." Chen Wuxiong said loudly.
"Thank you for upholding justice, Patriarch." Chen Zong bowed and glanced at Chen Zhigang. He knew that even though he defeated Chen Zhigang, with Chen Huzhan around, he couldn't do anything to him.
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