C5

The Grand Preceptor's dojo organized its disciples to go out every year to gain experience, and this year was no exception. Because this year happened to coincide with Qingping Town's triennial martial competition, in order to obtain a good result, he had gone out to gain more experience.

Training was done in order to deal with actual combat, which in turn could enhance one's training. Both have always been complementary and indispensable. Training in all sorts of dangerous situations, constantly fighting with people or fighting with all kinds of berserk beasts, was undoubtedly the fastest way to increase one's strength.

After two months of peace and quiet after all the disciples had safely returned to the dojo, the main hall was finally bustling with noise and excitement.

Three days later, the Battle of Seeds officially began.

The Battle of Seeds was held by all the disciples under the age of twenty of the Martial Arts School. After rounds of battles, the final decision was made to represent the Martial Arts School in the Qingping Town Martial Competition.

In the huge training field in the front yard, all the young disciples were lined up in neat rows. All of them were dressed in tight clothes as they sat cross-legged at the side of the training field. Their eyes were all brimming with excitement and the desire to do battle. Even though everyone could roughly guess where these three spots would go, they all took this opportunity to show their progress.

Sitting at the front of the team was a skinny teenager dressed in black clothes. He was staring at the battle on the training field. It was Tie Lang. The gray, unremarkable little gray bean was dozing on his shoulder.

Curator Feng Zhixiong and Deputy Curator Ironblood sat at the southeast corner of the training field, drinking tea and conversing. Seeing this group of young people full of vigor and high morale, they naturally felt extremely happy in their hearts.

At the center of the martial arts practice field, the competition had already reached its end. At this moment, the black yak and Feng Dao were standing on the stage.

The two of them were both eighteen years old. Their cultivation base, Vanguard Blade, had reached the fifth stage of the Genuine Force, which was one stage higher than the power of the cow.

The great black yak was called 'Niu Li' and was as tall as a horse. He was about 2.2 meters tall. His upper body was bare, and his muscular body was caved in. His swarthy skin shimmered with a black luster, making him look like a black iron tower. Due to his immense strength, he was given a resounding nickname — Great Black Yak.

He was not short at all, but when facing the black yak he seemed like a child. Feng Xiao's greatest advantage was his speed. His body moved as fast as the wind, as fast as a rabbit, making it difficult for the opponent to catch his shadow.

At this moment, the two of them had been fighting on the stage for quite some time. Feng Jiu channeled his true qi into his legs, and he displayed his extreme speed and movement. He circled around Niu Shan's body, and attacked the black yak from time to time.

Earlier, Feng Xiao relied on his strange movement technique and speed to defeat the disciples that were challenging him.

"Hehe …" Knife! Did you spend the last two days of your life on that girl's belly? "With this amount of strength, you aren't even able to tickle us, the black yak?"

The black yak did not dodge or use his zhen qi in the face of Feng Dao's quick and intense attack. Instead, he used his physical strength to wave his two large palms as fast as the wind. Unfortunately, the speed of the wind blade was too fast. The black yak's attack could not even touch the corner of his shirt.

"Un, not bad!" The speed of the dagger was getting faster and faster, and he was even more proficient in the combination of movement and attack. "It seems that Xiao Dao has improved quite a bit during this time of training!" Tie Xue couldn't help but praise.

"Sigh!" Where? "This brat can be considered to be diligent in his training. His cultivation of the 'Seven Step Wind Soaring Technique' can be considered decent, but his mental cultivation method training is a little lazy. His zhenqi is lacking and his strength is also a little weak …" Feng Zhixiong said.

"Curator Feng is too modest. Even if Xiao Dao's strength is slightly weaker, with his powerful movement technique, no one will be able to catch his shadow. He is still invincible!"

"Hehe, it's alright to meet ordinary disciples, but strength is inborn strength. The strength of the body is very strong, and the strength of the Zhen Qi is not weak either. Not to mention that it was your personal disciple, Old Tie, who was guiding the "Great Palm" by hand. His strength is definitely far above Xiao Dao's. If Xiao Dao's true qi is insufficient and his subsequent strength is insufficient, his speed will inevitably decrease and he will definitely lose to Niu Li. "

As if to confirm Feng Zhixiong's words, it did not take long for the speed of the wind knife to slow down. The reason for his speed was mostly due to the zhenqi gushing into his legs. If his zhenqi was lacking, his speed would naturally decrease. However, compared to the black yak, this speed was much faster.

Feng Xiao was also using his full strength in the Great Pond, using all of his strength in each and every attack. It was like the wind was blowing, and it looked like it was quite powerful, but it was completely useless against the black yak.

From the start of the battle until now, he had attacked the black yak nine times out of ten times. However, he was still unable to push back the black yak even half a step.

The black yak's physical and strength advantage was simply too great!

The black yak seemed to have noticed that the wind knife's recoil was insufficient, so he quickly increased the speed of his attacks. He released all the firepower of "Big Paw", which brought about a huge amount of pressure to the wind knife. Finally, Feng Xiao accidentally got hit by the black yak's palm, and he fell to the ground.

"Hu!" The black yak sighed and said, "Your speed and agility are really abnormal! I attacked over a hundred times, but I only hit your palm. Your punches and kicks have struck my body several hundred times! "

Feng Xiao immediately got up, and smiled: "Even hundreds of times it wouldn't be as good as yours! Your body is simply too thick, it's simply abnormal! "I've lost this battle. It seems that I'll have to train harder in the future!"

When the black yak heard this, he chuckled and said, "Heh heh, pervert?" I'm afraid there's someone more abnormal than me? "

After saying that, he looked at Iron Wolf, who was sitting on the ground.

Feng Dao also turned his head to look at Iron Wolf, then made a face at the black yak as he stuck out his tongue. The two of them smiled at each other, and then Feng Dao went to rest.

"Tie Lang, come here for a moment." Iron Blood beckoned to the black-robed youth behind him.

"Yes sir!" Tie Lang responded and quickly walked to Iron Blood, bowing to him.

"The curator said that during the training in Great Ape Mountain, there was an unexpected appearance of a demon beast. Was that Ironback Lizard killed by you alone?" Tie Xue asked in a low voice.

"Well, yes. However, that demonic beast had some injuries on its body. One of its forelegs could not stand up. Firstly, his speed wasn't fast, and secondly, his strength was affected. "Only then did I get lucky …" Tie Lang answered calmly.

Of course, Tie Lang couldn't say that the demon beast was actually severely injured by the mysterious blood-colored light wolf inside his body, and that he was merely the one who had killed it.

"Hehe!" Lucky? There was no such thing as luck between life and death? If he wanted to live for a long time, he had to become stronger! No matter what, power was the most important thing! For you to be able to kill a Ironback Lizard, it still proves that you have strength. "

"Iron Wolf understands."

"Your senior brother Niu Li's strength has always been the strongest amongst the young disciples. With your current strength, you should be able to fight him head on. I also want to see how much progress you've made this time."

"Alright!"

Tie Lang readily agreed, his face unexpectedly revealing a trace of a smile. There was probably nothing in this world more exciting than fighting!

He quickly turned around, and his eyes shone with excitement. He stared at the black yak like a beast hunting its prey. His figure slowly moved forward, his steps extremely steady. From within his slightly thin body, a high battle intent emanated out, giving the black yak an extremely dangerous feeling. It was as if there was an invisible force surging within his body, ready to erupt at any moment.

"Hehe!" I, Black Ox, am not a big girl, so how can your eyes not be so hot and spicy? " The great black yak chuckled and stood still in the arena, holding his breath. He stared at Iron Wolf without blinking.

Tie Lang slowly walked to a spot two meters away from the black yak and stood still. He said calmly, "I hope that senior will give your all in this battle. Don't hold anything back!" You also know the personality of Iron Wolf: When fighting with others, I will do my best! As long as there's no victor, there will be no stopping the attack! "

"Hehe!" Let go and fight! You're an Iron Wolf, and I'm a Black Ox. Let's fight a battle of bulls and wolves! I've been waiting to fight you! The other Senior Brothers and Sisters are too impatient to fight! "

Swish!

Just as the black yak finished speaking, the iron wolf suddenly moved. The black yak's vision blurred, and the iron-wolf's figure disappeared from his sight.

"Sigh!" This speed... It doesn't seem to be much slower than Dao! " The black yak smiled wryly as he took a big step forward to the left. Taking advantage of this, he turned to the right and sent out a palm to the back.

He knew that Tie Lang would definitely hide behind him and attack.

Boom! *

The great black yak's palm struck empty air, and his back was struck ruthlessly by the iron wolf.

Just as the great black yak turned around and struck out with his palm, Iron Wolf circled behind him like a whirlwind and blasted out a punch.

The black yak's sturdy body staggered forward a few steps after being struck by Iron Wolf's fist. Only then did he stand still. His scarlet-black face immediately turned purplish-red. He let out a strange cry as he pounced towards Iron Wolf …

In terms of movement technique, Tie Lang was slightly inferior to Feng Dao. Although he was still in the Initial Martial Arts Realm and had yet to generate true energy from his body, and his figure looked somewhat thin, once he completely unleashed his physical strength, it would be quite terrifying.

In just a few breaths' time, the black yak had suffered greatly. Tie Lang's attacks were like punches to the flesh, and the strength contained in his punches was far beyond that of Feng Dao's. There were more than ten punches, and each punch had knocked the black yak a few steps back. He couldn't dodge or defend, he couldn't defend or defend, and for a time, he was in an extremely sorry state.

Plop!

Iron Wolf's kick landed on the back of the black yak's knee. The black yak's body slumped to the ground.