Time passed as the two of them chatted.
"Next group, Fatty Tang, Sun Hao, please go on stage." The old man had already reported that Fatty Tang's number of 300 was still very close to the front.
"Ah, it's time to go on stage. The road to becoming famous on the continent starts now," Fatty Tang stood up and said proudly.
"Don't tell me you're taking out the Ferghana Horse in the first round," Zhang Tiannan said faintly.
Fatty Tang almost went berserk. Couldn't this guy say something nice? I, Tang Ran, also relied on my strength. Not only did Zhang Tian Nan improve at a godly speed, Fatty Tang was also the same. With the cultivation of a rank five Martial Master, as long as he wasn't too unlucky and didn't encounter a Martial General, he still had a good chance of winning.
Of course, if it really didn't work, he would still take out the Ferghana Horse. Entering the top 100 was the main thing.
Although the general store had raised the martial arts level of Sentry Town, martial artists couldn't afford to buy it every week. Therefore, having spirit stones became very important. It just so happened that these two guys didn't lack spirit stones.
The two families could still afford Wang Zai's small amount of Spirit Stones. Therefore, as the two families earned more Spirit Stones, they would buy some Heaven and Earth Treasures after selling the items in the store. The two of them also used some of the Heaven and Earth Treasures that were originally rare. Therefore, the two of them advanced quickly in the Martial Master Realm.
As a Martial Master, the increase of one seventh-grade and the other fifth-grade in a few months was a bit scary.
Fatty Tang's cultivation was originally lower than Zhang Tiannan's, so the increase was about the same.
Fatty Tang went on stage. After the two of them bowed to each other, they instantly released their Essence and used martial arts techniques to attack each other at the same time.
Both of them used their full strength, and their Essence fluctuations were obvious. Fatty Tang judged that Sun Hao's strength was not as good as his. He was about the level of a second-grade Martial Master. Because mental strength couldn't be released, he needed to sense the other party's Essence fluctuations to judge the opponent's strength.
Fatty Tang was happy. Fortunately, Zhang Tiannan wasn't right. They should be able to win this battle, and there was no need for Shen Wu to appear.
The two of them quickly exchanged a few blows before pulling away from each other.
Sun Hao realized that his cultivation was inferior to his opponent's, so he decided to distance himself and think of a solution. As for Fatty Tang, he chose to distance himself from Sun Hao because he was thinking of what kind of martial technique he could use to crush his opponent.
The Eight Trigrams Saber Technique was the most suitable. It was a Peak Earth Level Martial Technique. It had a huge increase in strength and looked very cool when using the saber. However, Fatty Tang didn't inherit it directly. Although he had been practicing, his progress was very slow. He hadn't even reached the Entry Level yet.
In other words, he couldn't use the complete technique. He had no choice but to use the Tang Family's Reckless Ox Fist.
The Savage Ox Fist was a Profound Level Martial Skill, and its specialty was that it increased the user's strength by a large margin. Every move was incomparably violent, and it was very compatible with Fatty Tang's weight. The Tang Family had many Martial Skills, but Fatty Tang preferred this Martial Skill.
Back then, when he was choosing a battle technique, he had chosen this one. Furthermore, this was the battle technique that he had cultivated for the longest time, and he had already reached minor accomplishment in it.
The moment he put some distance between them, Fatty Tang activated his body movement technique and rushed forward. He used Reckless Ox Fist, and Sun Hao hastily waved his hand to block it.
With a "peng" sound, Sun Hao was sent flying dozens of meters.
If the shoes on his feet didn't have the protection of Yuan Qi, they would probably have been worn through, leaving two shallow marks on the stage.
The materials used for the stage could be considered good. They were mixed with Yellow Level Ores and poured into it. The strength of the stage was also based on the destructive power of some Martial Masters and Generals, so it wouldn't cause too much damage.
Due to the large area of the stage, the cost wasn't low. If Black Level Ores and Earth Level Ores were used, Sentry Town wouldn't be able to afford it.
However, even so, two shallow marks were left on the stage, proving that Fatty Tang's attack was still very powerful. It was at least close to the power of a Martial Commander.
The increase in strength from minor accomplishment in a Martial Skill was still very large. In addition, it was a strength-type Martial Skill. Fatty Tang's all-out attack was still very powerful.
However, after Sun Hao was sent flying, he poured all his Yuan Qi into the soles of his feet. It could be said that the two of them worked together to create these two marks.
On the stage.
"The Tang Clan's Reckless Ox Fist is indeed tyrannical," the Li Clan Head, Li Chen, said to Tang Shen.
"Not at all. This brat has only scratched the surface," Tang Shen said with a smile.
Seeing Fatty Tang's long face, he was also very happy.
However, when Li Chen heard this, he felt a slight pain. Was he trying to be humble, or was he trying to say that he hadn't practiced it well?
However, with the cultivation of a Medial Grade Martial Master, the increase in strength was close to that of a Martial Commander. This Reckless Ox Fist was quite interesting.
Of course, to Martial Kings, just the increase in strength was clearly not enough. How much strength would one have after condensing a certain range of Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi?
If it was just a simple pressure, Sun Hao probably wouldn't be able to block it. The divide between Martial Kings was not just for show. The gap between Martial Kings and the lower ranks was not small.
After Sun Hao was sent flying, he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood. His internal organs were boiling, and he felt that a few of his ribs were broken.
After blocking this attack, he was also heavily injured. This wasn't a life and death battle. If he continued fighting, he would lose his life.
"I admit defeat," Sun Hao said with an ashamed expression.
The old man in charge glanced at him, then crossed out Sun Hao's name and said.
"This round, Tang Ran wins."
"Next group, Fang Cheng, Li Yue."
Fatty Tang waved his hand towards the spectator seats, and then slowly walked down the stage.
"Brother Tiannan, how was it? I defeated my opponent in one punch." After leaving the stage, Fatty Tang sat beside Zhang Tiannan with a complacent expression.
"Haha, didn't the previous exchanges count?" Zhang Tiannan could only sigh. Fatty Tang's opponent was too weak. If it was him, he could do it too. The key was that this guy's skin was a bit thick.
"Alright, then defeating my opponent within ten moves should be fine." Fatty Tang didn't mind. Even if he defeated his opponent within ten moves, it was still considered amazing.
"He's three ranks weaker than you." Those who didn't know would think that he defeated his opponent within ten moves. Zhang Tiannan felt that Fatty Tang was a bit arrogant and needed to be dealt a blow.
"Then …" Alright, after thinking about it, Fatty Tang didn't have anything else to say. His cultivation was three ranks lower, and he defeated him within ten moves. There was nothing to show off.
The key was that he felt that his last move was very cool. One punch sent him flying dozens of meters. Its power was close to that of a Martial General. It was an extraordinary display.
"Next group, Zhang Tiannan, Hu Meng, please come to the stage," the old man called out.
There were only a few ranks between the two, so it was Zhang Tiannan's turn to go on stage.
"It's my turn." Zhang Tiannan patted his martial artist clothes and walked towards the stage.
"Don't screw up." Fatty Tang also teased. Previously, when he went on stage, Zhang Tiannan had a poisonous tongue. It was impolite not to reciprocate.
Of course, the two of them were just showing off. They knew that with a Ferghana horse, there wouldn't be any problems in the preliminaries. The biggest problem was that they might run into their opponent or another martial artist who also had a Ferghana horse.
However, in order to leave their names on the Prodigy Ranking, the two of them had thought of ways to raise their mounts to an extremely high level.
"It's fine. If you can't beat them, then use Chasing Moon." Zhang Tiannan smiled indifferently. If he couldn't beat them, then he wouldn't force himself and directly use Chasing Moon.
At a critical moment, face couldn't be eaten. Advancing was more important.
Hu Meng, as his name suggested, was a bit short. His face was full of whiskers, and there was a blade scar on his forehead. His entire person was emitting a baleful aura.
Zhang Tiannan also became alert. After the two of them performed a martial arts salute, Zhang Tiannan attacked first.
He instantly released his Yuan Qi. He sensed that his opponent's cultivation was a bit higher than his.
Zhang Tiannan's luck wasn't as good as Fatty Tang's. Hu Meng's cultivation was roughly at the ninth rank Martial Master realm, and he might even break through to the Martial General realm.
So Zhang Tiannan attacked first. Similarly, he didn't use the Eight Trigrams Saber Technique. Instead, he used the Zhang family's Iron Mountain Palm. His Yuan Qi was poured into his left palm, causing it to faintly emit a dark light.
When the Iron Mountain Palm was cultivated to the Large Success stage, the palm would become the color of dark iron. It was incomparably hard and it seemed that Zhang Tiannan was about to reach the Large Success stage.
Seeing Zhang Tiannan attack first, Hu Meng's reaction was also extremely fast. He clenched his fists and Yuan Qi covered them. His fists were half-petrified.
"Boulder Fist!" Hu Meng shouted. In the blink of an eye, his fist and palm collided.
On the stage, Yuan Qi rippled unceasingly. From the point of collision, the two of them were sent flying back.
Their feet touched the ground a few times before they managed to stop themselves. Both of them retreated a dozen steps. They were equally matched.
That's right. Even though Zhang Tiannan attacked first and had the upper hand, and his Iron Mountain Palm was about to reach the Large Success stage, his cultivation was still a step lower than Hu Meng's. This confrontation ended in a draw.
Zhang Tiannan looked at Hu Meng with a grave expression. This guy's strength was very strong. His reaction to battle was also very fast. His cultivation of Martial Skills was also similar to his. However, the Boulder Fist was only a Superior Yellow Tier Martial Skill.
Hu Meng's heart was also somewhat shaken. His cultivation was higher than his opponent's, yet his attack only ended in a draw.
"Bang!" Hu Meng leapt up, clenched his fists and madly attacked.
Zhang Tiannan could only passively defend. For a moment, he was in a disadvantageous position.
Hu Meng's continuous attacks did not give Zhang Tiannan the slightest chance to catch his breath.
In the end, Hu Meng purposely left an opening to attract Zhang Tiannan's attack. Zhang Tiannan was sent flying with a punch.
The two of them pulled apart the distance between them. Zhang Tiannan's two consecutive attacks tore open wounds on Hu Meng's arms.
However, Hu Meng immediately chased after him. His fists were half-petrified as he poured all of his Yuan Qi into them. He wanted to win this round.
Zhang Tiannan's eyes focused. He shouted, "Iron Mountain Palm!" He also used all of his strength to attack.
His palms also gradually turned into a dark iron color. The Large Success stage of the Iron Mountain Palm was at this moment.
Originally, he was very close to the Large Success stage. Today, he met a martial artist with a higher cultivation than him. After a series of battles, he finally broke through to the Large Success stage.
The dark iron palms collided with the half-petrified fists. Without any hindrance, the attack of the fists was scattered.
Hu Meng's fists were easily destroyed. His finger bones and flesh flew everywhere.
"Ah!" Hu Meng screamed as he was sent flying. Finally, he landed heavily on the stage.
"Zhang Tiannan wins this round. Next group, Yu Fei and Kang Yang, please come to the stage." The supporting elder saw that Hu Meng was no longer able to fight and announced the result.
"You are very strong." Zhang Tiannan did not walk down the stage. Instead, he walked over and helped Hu Meng up.
"But you won." Hu Meng was stunned for a moment before he said with a bitter smile.
The two of them walked down the stage side by side and returned to the spectator seats.
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