You said you would practice martial arts. Have you mastered the Tiangang Dharma?

Chapter 182: The Difference Between Heaven and Earth
"What? The Young Master [Bing] of the South Mountain Tribe wants to challenge the Chosen One [Qiu] of the North Snow Tribe!"

"How can this be compared? The young master of the South Mountain Tribe is already seventeen years old. It is said that he is already a warrior of the tribe's hunting team. His personal strength has firmly entered the Bronze Skin Realm, while the Chosen One [Qiu] of the North Snow Tribe should not have entered the Bronze Skin Realm yet, right?"

"That's not right. The talents of the Chosen Ones cannot be judged by common sense. Maybe [Qiu] has already entered the Bronze Skin Realm?"

When the old witch announced that the young master [Bing] of the Nanshan tribe would challenge Jiang Qiu, the envoys from various tribes became interested and started chattering.

They looked at Jiang Qiu in the center of the altar square, and exclaimed in amazement: "Just now, the Chosen One [Qiu] broke ten ice with one spear, and his strength level must have reached the bronze skin level. It is said that his awakened blood talent is related to the skin, and his physical body may not be much behind.

I'm really curious about how strong the Chosen One is."

Most of the envoy team members were young men from the tribe, and middle-aged warriors only accounted for a very small proportion. Young men inevitably yearned for legends and also desired to be strong.

They have been talking about the Chosen One for tens of thousands of years, and it is not easy for their generation to wait for him, so how can they not be curious?
Originally, most of them were small tribes. Except for the West Ice Tribe, South Mountain Tribe, North Snow Tribe, and East Coast Tribe, the people of the Northern Boundary did not have the Chosen One, and they had no chance to see the Chosen One at all.

Being able to see Jiang Qiu's appearance today has satisfied some of my curiosity, but it would be even better if I could witness his strength as well!
"[Bing], Nanshan tribe."

The sturdy young man walked into the circle with clenched fists, his brows were pierced with arrogance. After taking off his black cotton robe, his broad shoulders were revealed, and his pair of bare arms seemed able to break ice with his bare hands.

My father said that this battle was mainly for testing, and we should try not to hurt the relationship between the two tribes, so as to avoid getting into trouble when we return.

If necessary, let the chosen one of the Northern Snow Tribe win in the end.

It is indeed wrong for the Nanshan tribe to bully the weak, but [Bing] does not want to give in. There is a surge of fighting spirit brewing in his eyes, like an untamable wolf king.

The Chosen Ones already possess outstanding talents that the Northern Realm People do not have. Each of them is a peerless genius who will leave their names in history, and can even easily break through realms that the Northern Realm People cannot easily break through. Should we let them go?
It’s just that the other party took advantage of his talent, while I took advantage of my age.

It is true that when the other party reaches his age, his realm will be much higher than his own, but the Northern Realm is like this. How can there be an opponent with the same realm as himself to challenge him?

This battle is an all-out fight against the legendary Chosen One!
Since the Chosen One of my tribe does not allow me to challenge you, I will challenge Bei Xue!

[Bing] straightened his chest, and his tall body seemed even more sturdy. Two wisps of cold air penetrated into his nostrils, like wisps of smoke before a beacon was lit.

As for the worry of offending Bei Xue and being forcibly detained here?

What is there to be afraid of?

The people are here. Would the Beixue tribe dare to take action and become enemies with the Nanshan tribe again?
"Northern Snow Tribe, [Qiu]."

Jiang Qiu clasped his fists in greeting, then slowly opened them and let them hang at his waist. The white foxtail fur sewn on the collar of his deerskin coat fluttered in the wind.

The circle was only ten meters in diameter, and the distance between the two people was less than five steps. It could be said that they could be close to each other with just two steps, and there was not much room to move around.

Moreover, [Bing] was a lot bigger than him, like a standing brown bear, with a fierce and aggressive look.

The referee from the Northern Snow Tribe stood outside the circle and observed the two men: "Are you ready?"

"All right."

"Yeah." The two responded. The referee took a deep breath, raised his right fist above his head, and chopped it down like an axe: "Begin!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sudden loud cracking sound in the circle, and [Bing]'s figure flashed out, like a wolf king who had been accumulating strength for a long time and launched a charge.

Before the crowd could react, a loud bang came from the palm of Jiang Qiu's right hand, and the huge wave of ice suddenly stopped in front of Jiang Qiu, an arm's length away, like a chasm!
His arms were protected in front of his chest, and his body was tilted due to the momentum. At this moment, the weight of his whole body was pressed on Jiang Qiu's right palm, and the stone slabs under his feet cracked!

How can this be? !
[Bing]'s pupils were wide open, reflecting Jiang Qiu's immature and calm face. His dark eyes were like black jade under water, without any waves.

Ever since he accidentally encountered a strange pond in the mountains during a hunting trip a few years ago, he was fortunate to have tempered his body and soon entered the Bronze Skin Realm. He is also stronger than people in the same realm and can knock down a running adult Snow Deer with his flesh and blood alone!
Adult snow deer are large monsters that are more than three meters tall and weigh several thousand kilograms!
But now, I rushed forward with all my strength, but was stopped by [Qiu] with just one hand? !
"hiss--"

At that moment, all the onlookers gasped, and some girls' eyes sparkled, as if they had seen a scene of extreme collision of power.

However, [Python]'s frown deepened, and his right eyelid twitched twice: "Trouble."

chap!
The moment he was blocked by one hand, [Bing] reacted and stepped back, his already tall chest rising and falling like a mountain that seemed to be breathing.

Looking closely, I saw a layer of ice crystals condensed on [Qiu]'s right palm, and white frost gradually spread over his arm. That layer of ice crystals was as hard as iron!

This is the blood talent of the chosen one, which allows one to master some divine abilities and bless oneself so that no one in the same realm can rival them.

chapped.

Jiang Qiu lifted his right foot that was sunk into the soil, and stepped onto the rubble that was cracking like a spider web. He frowned slightly and sighed in his heart, "The power of this [ice] is not small. If it weren't for the [Ice Armor] protecting my right arm, the arm bone would have been broken."

There aren't many geniuses in the Northern Realm. I've never fought against them personally before, so I don't know what level the geniuses in the Northern Realm are at.

Let’s try today to see if the young master of the Nanshan tribe can withstand my impact.

"Get ready, I'm going to exert my strength."

Jiang Qiu slowly raised his arms to his chest, like a tiger gradually baring its fangs.

Bang, bang, bang.
[Bing]'s heart was pounding wildly, and a surge of heat rushed to his forehead like a flood. The muscles all over his body were stretched out, like a manic brown bear on the verge of life and death!

The difference in strength is obvious, but so what?
I am the young master of the Nanshan tribe and the most talented warrior in thousands of years!

As soon as the thought came, a strong wind blew in my face, and my back felt cold.

The figure in my eyes leapt five steps closer!

boom--

The two arms that were blocking his chest felt like they were hit by thousands of pounds of ice. His ribs and arm bones cracked and pain ran through his spine, as if a gust of wind lifted the soles of his feet and lifted him into the air.

(End of this chapter)