"Take my Fierce Tiger Descends the Mountain!"
Seeing Xiao Chen effortlessly taking on his tiger fist, Ying Jie paused for a moment before reacting. After all, he was a young master who had been famous for a long time. His mentality adjusted very quickly and in the blink of an eye, he entered the rhythm of the battle again.
He stomped heavily on the ground, and the bluestone below him shattered into pieces. Gravel flew in all directions. His body was lifted high into the air by the impact. He clenched his fists tightly, and a violent Qi and blood spread out from his body. They were all infused into his iron fists in a strange circulation pattern.
In the next moment, a tiger's roar reverberated through the sky, and a blood-red, brightly colored tiger appeared. Previously, the tiger's fist had only formed a blurry image of a tiger's head, but now, Ying Jie, who felt that he had lost face, was giving it his all.
In a fit of rage, a gigantic tiger that looked down on the heavens was completely transformed. Every single strand of hair on its body could be seen clearly. With the support of violent blood Qi, it flickered with a piercing cold light, bringing with it waves of killing intent.
Compared with the previous tiger fist, the power of this blow was not just increased by one or two times, but at least increased by more than 50%. This was enough to show Ying Jie's anger. He wanted to beat Xiao Chen to the ground.
"Surnamed Xiao, let's see how you block it this time."
This time, Ying Jie had learned the lesson from the last time. The battle qi of this colorful big tiger became uniform and solid. As a result, Ying Jie didn't have any chance to take advantage of it. This was also where Ying Jie was confident. In front of the great power, all the small tricks would be shattered.
"This patriarch will show you how to fight a tiger."
Holding the great spear with both hands, An Xue could feel the excitement in his master's heart. He couldn't help but let out a buzzing sound. His violent battle qi was constantly poured into the spear.
"This is the moment!"
Xiao Chen squinted his eyes slightly. The long spear in his hand slanted to the sky. Blue veins appeared on both of his arms as he smashed towards the big tiger's waist. Today, he wanted to break everything with his strength!
Boom!
The berserk strength smashed down from the sky like a raging sea. When the spear body hit into the big tiger's body, the two battle qis in different colors intertwined with each other in a split second. At the same time, the berserk light scattered in all directions and shot towards the surrounding crowd.
"Not good!"
Seeing how intense the battle between the two of them was, what was supposed to be an ordinary duel had actually become a little fiery. The power that erupted from their attacks was so strong that it threatened to destroy the surrounding houses. Seeing that, the spectators panicked and began to scatter in all directions.
"Return!"
At the critical moment, the old man who was exchanging elixirs launched an attack. His berserk battle qi became obedient as if it had been guided by something. After a short while, it dissipated in the air and prevented the others from being injured.
As the smoke dissipated, everyone could finally see the scene of the battlefield clearly. In the center of the originally smooth bluestone street, there was a large pit that was several feet wide. Wisps of green smoke filled the air, and Xiao Chen was standing at the edge of the pit. After experiencing a fierce battle, his clothes were a little messy, and his green leather armor was also a little mottled. However, his eyes were still as spirited as before, without the slightest hint of fatigue.
"How come there's only one person? Where's the sixth shadow?"
"Was that sixth shadow brother shredded into pieces by that berserk battle qi?"
What happened in the battlefield made everyone exclaim. It turned out that after the smoke dissipated, there was one person missing. The sixth shadow brother had disappeared.
However, only after a short while, the sixth shadow brother appeared in front of the crowd. It turned out that he had been knocked into the large pit on the ground by the berserk energy. Relying on his soul perception, Xiao Chen easily avoided the disorderly battle qi. This move was learned from the mysterious old man who had injured a guard of the You Xiong Tribe with a glance. By attaching his spiritual energy to his movement, Xiao Chen didn't look as majestic as before the duel.
When Ying Jie reappeared in front of the crowd, he did not have the awe-inspiring aura he had before the battle. His entire body was covered in bruises and bruises, and his leather clothes were tattered. Of course, this was only on the surface. In reality, he was not injured. Both of them had subconsciously held back at the last moment. The seemingly violent power had only caused the two of them to suffer some superficial wounds.
Seeing that Xiao Chen and Xiao Chen were safe and sound, the little she-devil Ying Lin 'er blinked her big watery eyes and said in a delicate and delicate voice, "Hey, idiot Xiao, are you injured? It's all sixth brother's fault. I've already said that I've forgiven you."
Ying Lin 'er's words were like rolling thunder, causing Ying Jie's body to tremble uncontrollably. He felt as if there were ten thousand wild beasts running through his heart. This was really his sister. He was screaming in his heart that he was the one who was defeated.
Having such an unlucky sister, he could only swallow the bitterness in his heart.
After three moves, the outcome of the battle had been decided. Originally, Xiao Chen wanted to take three moves from Ying Jie, and the enmity between the two of them had been resolved. However, no one expected that Xiao Chen was actually a fierce dragon that had crossed the river and defeated Ying Jie. Everyone was guessing whether the sixth young master of the Shadow Forest Tribe, one of the four controlling tribes of Duanmu City, would become angry out of humiliation like the young master of the You Xiong Tribe.
"Patriarch Xiao, you truly live up to your reputation. Ying Jie has been defeated. I'll keep my word, and the enmity between you and my little sister will be resolved. However, if there's an opportunity in the future, I'll seek your advice again."
Ying Jie was not as shameless and untrustworthy as You Xiong Peinan. A defeat was a defeat, and it was an honorable defeat. He stood upright and kept his word, admitting his defeat in front of everyone. His actions not only won the cheers of the surrounding crowd.
"Haha, I'll be waiting for you at any time."
Seeing Ying Jie admit his defeat in such a magnanimous manner without any hesitation, Xiao Chen couldn't help but admire him. The trace of dissatisfaction in his heart also disappeared.
This Ying Jie was a true hero!
Ren Fei, who was watching from the side, couldn't help feeling surprised. He had originally felt that Xiao Chen was different and knew that he would be very strong, but he hadn't imagined that he would be this strong. Xiao Chen's strength had somewhat exceeded his expectations. Although he wasn't very familiar with Ying Jie, they had still crossed paths a few times. He knew that Ying Jie was at the Blood Refinement realm. Even if he went up himself, he would only have a fifty percent chance of winning.
As a genius, Ren Fei naturally had his own pride. How could a dragon be compared to a snake? Everyone had a circle that matched their strength, and Xiao Chen's strength had already obtained his recognition. He believed that Xiao Chen was a cultivator at the same level as him.
"Brother Xiao's martial technique is truly exquisite."
As the saying goes, don't slap someone who's smiling at you. As cultivators of the same generation in Giant Stone Valley, there would always be some interaction between them. After all, cultivators couldn't just close themselves off from the outside world.
With the addition of Ren Fei and the Little Demoness, the estrangement between Xiao Chen and Ying Jie gradually disappeared. After all, as cultivators, a calculative personality wouldn't allow them to go far on this path.
"I wonder if the two of you would do me the honor of coming to my humble abode? This Ying will act as the host." Not long after, Ying Jie extended an invitation to Xiao Chen and the Little Demoness.
Only then did they realize that the crowd on the street had already dispersed. Even the old man who traded Spirit Herbs was nowhere to be seen.
Seeing Xiao Chen staring at the huge crater on the street, Ying Jie laughed mischievously. But when paired with his broken body, it was somewhat comical.
"The city guards will come and clean up this crater in a while. Let's go, this Ying Jie's disguise isn't suitable for me to make a fool of myself."
Hearing Ying Jie's self-mockery, the others all laughed and followed Ying Jie and his sister towards the Shadow Forest Tribe's encampment in Duanmu City.