Chapter 44: Liu Feng Fights Jiang Ya

"Xiao Chen is getting harder to read. Who exactly is he? Does he have any connection to Ling Zhan? Neither of them are from Tiandu, and their concealment is deep—I can't even guess Xiao Chen's true cultivation level! But that kick just now, it definitely wasn't weak," Liu Feng thought to himself, having noticed the crack in the arena.

The experts in the pavilion ahead of the arena couldn't see this because it was blocked from their view. Otherwise, they too would be shocked that a young man's single kick could crack the arena. Such power was no small feat.

As Xue Ren left the arena, a young man asked him, "Xue Ren, why did you concede? Wasn't there still a chance?"

Hearing this, Xue Ren smiled wryly, "You didn't fight him, so you don't know how powerful he is. I tell you, he never went all out from the beginning, and I already had a hard time dealing with him."

Xue Ren's words left the young man speechless with shock, and others around were equally stunned.

As time passed, night fell, but the martial arts competition continued. The young participants who hadn't yet fought or had already finished their bouts used the time to recover their true essence.

The third round of matches was nearing its end. The final bout of the third round was a three-way battle. Although the three young competitors had similar cultivation levels, the format was inherently unfair to them. However, they had no choice but to accept it; they drew the last match, and drawing lots relied on luck, which was quite fair. They could only blame their bad luck.

The three-way battle lasted for half an hour, exhausting the true essence of all three participants. In the end, one stood victorious and successfully advanced, raising his hands in celebration atop the arena.

With the third round concluded, the fourth round commenced immediately. Twelve participants advanced, leading to six matches. The losers would be directly eliminated, and only six would advance to the fifth round.

In this round, Xiao Chen drew the blue number two, and his opponent was the red number two. His match was the second of the round.

"Xiao Chen, you've made it to the fourth round. Keep it up! Hopefully, you won't draw Ling Zhan. Otherwise, it's over. You must strive to enter the next round!" Mo Yan exclaimed excitedly.

Xiao Chen laughed happily, "Don't worry, Brother Mo Yan, I'll do my best."

"The first match will be between Blue One, Liu Feng, and Red One, Jiang Ya," announced the referee's voice.

"Oh? It's the young master of the Liu family again? Great! Another exciting battle to watch!" an excited cultivator exclaimed.

"Go, Young Master Liu Feng! Oh, wait, I mean, good luck to both of you!"

"Liu Feng, go for it!" Su Gu Tian encouraged with a smile.

Liu Feng nodded, lightly tapped the ground, and leaped onto the arena. Simultaneously, Jiang Ya also jumped onto the stage.

"Let the match begin!" the referee shouted.

"Liu Feng, I know your cultivation is powerful, but I want to see how strong I am. Don't hold back! I will give it my all!" Jiang Ya said with a smile, his eyes filled with intense battle spirit.

Liu Feng smiled arrogantly, "Jiang Ya, I know your cultivation is at the mid-level of Fasting Realm, but it poses no threat to me."

"Very well!" Jiang Ya shouted, quickly channeling his true essence, forming seals with his hands, and shouted again, "Mystic-level martial skill! Thunder Palm!"

Jiang Ya immediately unleashed a mystic-level martial skill, showing how much he valued his opponent. He had to go all out from the beginning because his opponent was Liu Feng!

"Buzz!"

A white light started to emit from Jiang Ya's palm, with white electric threads flickering. The power was extremely strong, and the palm strike, containing thunder force, shot swiftly toward Liu Feng.

"The power of this martial skill is strong, but it's still too weak for me!" Liu Feng laughed, his aura emanating proudly as he began to mobilize his true essence.

"Ha!"

"Boom!"

Liu Feng shouted, looking at the incoming thunder-powered palm strike, and punched into the air. With a boom, the powerful force shattered Jiang Ya's palm strike into pieces.

Meanwhile, Jiang Ya quickly summoned a mid-grade treasure flying sword and activated his true essence again, shouting, "Mystic-level martial skill! Carefree Sword Technique!"

"Not a bad tactic!" Liu Feng sneered, showing no sign of concern. Jiang Ya's tactic almost succeeded, but Liu Feng's quick reaction prevented it.

After shattering Jiang Ya's palm strike, Liu Feng noticed Jiang Ya rapidly closing in. Jiang Ya had unleashed his sword technique immediately after using Thunder Palm, launching a fierce attack, every move aimed at Liu Feng's vital points.

Facing Jiang Ya's full-force attack, Liu Feng dared not be careless. Jiang Ya's sword technique was swift and fierce, forcing Liu Feng to retreat temporarily.

"This Jiang Ya is quite formidable, having mastered two mystic-level martial skills and using them right from the start!" a young man exclaimed in shock, feeling inferior.

"Jiang Ya's cultivation is strong too, forcing Liu Feng to retreat right from the start," Ge Tianming said, somewhat surprised.

Su Gu Tian nodded in agreement, smiling, "This Jiang Ya is indeed impressive, just one level below us. However, Liu Feng hasn't used his full strength yet. There's no doubt Liu Feng will win this battle."

On the other side, Xiao Chen nodded and smiled, "Jiang Ya's strength is indeed extraordinary. It's a pity his opponent is Liu Feng, and the gap in their strength is too wide. Using powerful martial skills from the start, if he can't defeat Liu Feng, there's no need to watch further."

In the arena, Liu Feng, having been forced to retreat, looked at Jiang Ya with a cold smile, "Jiang Ya, your sword technique is good, but your cultivation is far inferior to mine!"

As he spoke, Liu Feng once again mobilized his true essence, releasing an even stronger force. Liu Feng suddenly stomped the ground, and his figure shot out along the arena floor at lightning speed.

"So fast!" Jiang Ya thought, his expression turning serious. He rushed forward with his sword.

As they closed in, Jiang Ya thrust his sword quickly. At that moment, Liu Feng's figure suddenly blurred and quickly disappeared from Jiang Ya's sight.

"Not good! Liu Feng, you won't succeed!" Jiang Ya's expression changed as he thrust into thin air, realizing Liu Feng had moved behind him. He quickly turned and thrust his sword again.

"Your speed is too slow!" Liu Feng's voice came from behind Jiang Ya.

"What?" Jiang Ya was shocked, discovering no one behind him after turning. Liu Feng was already back behind him again.

"Bang!"

Liu Feng punched Jiang Ya in the back with a muffled thud, sending Jiang Ya flying several meters forward.

"So painful!" Jiang Ya's face contorted in pain from the blow, his shoulder constantly twisting.

"Jiang Ya, how was that? My punch was not bad, right?" Liu Feng sneered, "Although your strength isn't weak, compared to me, it's far inferior. Plus, your speed is too slow. Come on, you still have a chance."

"This Liu Feng is quite arrogant, relying on his strong cultivation and not taking his opponent seriously!" the Ancient White Tiger transmitted, not fond of Liu Feng.

"Haha, that's normal, isn't it? The Liu family's power in Tiandu is immense. As the young master, he naturally has some arrogance. Compared to Ling Zhan, Liu Feng is more likable. At least he gets angry when his friends are insulted," Xiao Chen said with a faint smile, glancing at Ling Zhan at the top of the pavilion.

Coincidentally, Ling Zhan also looked over, and their eyes met. Ling Zhan's face immediately showed a cold smile, looking very arrogant.

Xiao Chen completely ignored him and shifted his gaze back to the arena to continue watching the battle.

In the arena, Liu Feng thought to himself, "It's not wise to exhaust my true essence now. If I face Ling Zhan in the next round, I'll be at a disadvantage. I must finish this quickly!"

With that thought, Liu Feng launched another attack. Jiang Ya stared at Liu Feng with a solemn expression, thinking, "This guy is too fast; my sword technique is ineffective against him. In that case…"

"Clang!"

Jiang Ya stabbed his sword into the ground, quickly channeling his true essence, and formed seals with his hands, shouting, "Wood Spirit Art! Thorn Technique!"

Suddenly, beneath Liu Feng's feet, vines resembling snakes rapidly grew, wrapping around Liu Feng's legs!

"What? This guy practices wood attribute techniques!" Liu Feng's expression changed, unable to move. Due to the sudden force, he almost fell.

Seeing Liu Feng trapped, everyone's expressions changed to worry. After all, they favored Liu Feng as the champion of this year's competition. Losing to a mid-level Fasting Stage cultivator would be a huge embarrassment.

"Oh? This Jiang Ya is quite clever, using his advantage to counter Liu Feng's speed!" Xiao Chen was also surprised.

With Liu Feng bound, Jiang Ya charged forward, smiling triumphantly, "Liu Feng, it looks like I've won!"

"Hmph! You underestimate me! Do you think a mere Thorn Technique can trap me?" Liu Feng snorted, mobilizing his true essence again, releasing an even stronger force. A violent surge of energy formed a strong wind that swept out.

"What?" Jiang Ya's expression changed, his face turning stiff.

"Break!" Liu Feng shouted, the powerful force surging out continuously. His entire body began to emit a green light, and the vines instantly shattered.

"Bang!"

"Jiang Ya, if you want to defeat me, come back and train for a few more years!" Liu Feng shouted, his figure flashing like a green light. With a bang, he punched Jiang Ya in the face. Jiang Ya screamed, and the powerful force sent him flying out of the arena!

"Liu Feng wins!" the referee immediately announced as Jiang Ya was sent flying out.