Cultivation: Starting from a Fighting Cock

Chapter 106 The Spirit Fruit Ripens
On Fairy Su's shoulder, the Azure Flame Rabbit squeaked excitedly, for the spirit fruit would ripen within seven days!

Kong Shen laughed and said there was no problem. However, he had a concern and asked, "Fairy Su, I am here to guard the spirit fruit. What if Zhou Mu leads his men to attack the Green Bamboo Gang and you, Fairy Su?"

He is a late-stage martial artist at the Kong Shen Kai Mai realm, and is the most crucial combat force on Fairy Su's side.

He worried that Zhou Mu and the blind Taoist would harm Su Xianzi once he was no longer by her side.

“Zhou Mu wouldn’t dare kill me. If he did, my Su family and the Three Immortals Cave of my sect would not stand idly by.” Su Qing said calmly. “If anything unexpected happens, Chief Kong, you should forcibly pick the spiritual fruit. Even if you destroy it, you cannot let it fall into Zhou Mu’s hands.”

"I understand," Kong Shen nodded.

That night, the Azure Flame Rabbit informed Ji Cheng of the news, and Ji Cheng quickly spread it throughout the demon realm.

The python demon began to lurk on the edge of Python Mountain, keeping a close watch on the spiritual fruit and the movements of the two forces day and night.

Zhao family.

During dinner, Zhao Qian said, "Father, Mother, I will be guarding Fairy Su these next few days, so I won't be coming home for dinner."

"Is the spiritual fruit about to ripen?"

Master Zhao asked, "The Green Bamboo Gang and the Roaring Serpent Gang fighting over a spiritual fruit in the mountains is nothing new in Wuzhen."

These days, both sides are selecting warriors to fight, and this has become the most talked-about topic among the people of Wuzhen.

"Yes, Father."

Zhao Qian replied that the Zhao family had received many favors from Fairy Su, and he, Zhao Qian, had already promised to work for the Su family.

Now that Fairy Su has sent a letter, he naturally cannot refuse.

Actually, there was one more thing he hadn't told the Zhao family.

That was, after many days of selection, he was chosen to represent Fairy Su's side in the martial arts competition for those at the early stage of inner strength.

Despite Zhao Qian's two failed attempts at blood transfusion, he is actually quite strong in the early stage of internal energy cultivation. He developed internal energy while practicing martial arts at the Kaishan Martial Arts School and gained a lot of experience after training at the county government.

With his breakthrough to the mid-stage of Inner Strength imminent, the other early-stage Inner Strength martial artists in Wuzhen were no match for him.

He didn't tell the Zhao family about this because he was afraid they would worry about him.

Ji Cheng ate his meal silently, not getting involved in the topic, as if it had nothing to do with him, showing that he didn't care.

Zhao Kun then said, "Big brother, be careful."

Zhao Qian smiled and nodded.

"Ergou, shall we go check it out? I heard it's going to be really lively!"

Zhao Yan looked at Ji Cheng. Many disciples in the martial arts school were discussing that the three matches on the day the spiritual fruit ripened would definitely be very exciting, and they could learn a lot by watching from the sidelines.

"Forget it, it's too dangerous. With our strength, if we get caught in the crossfire, we won't even know how we died."

Ji Cheng shook his head and advised Zhao Yan not to join in the fun.

Zhao Yan said, "Fine, since you don't want to go, then I won't go either. There's no point in thinking about it."

Three days later, the situation escalated.

Fairy Su and Zhou Mu, along with their respective forces, gathered at Python Mountain, staying close by and watching the spiritual fruit ripen.

There were three or four hundred people on each side.

On Su Xianzi's side were members of the Green Bamboo Gang, as well as disciples who had come from the Kaishan Martial Arts School.

On Zhou Mu's side were disciples from the Xiangshe Gang and the Wang Family Martial Arts School.

A flat area, about twenty feet square, was cleared out and became the arena for the three matches agreed upon by both sides.

These past few days, Ji Cheng hasn't gone to the Niu family martial arts school. He made up an excuse to rest for a few days and sent Zhao Yan away.

In reality, it was lurking in the Python Mountain in the form of a demon.

Ah Niu, the python demon, and Xiao Hua were also lurking on the outskirts of Python Mountain, watching the spirit fruit ripen.

The Azure Flame Rabbit followed beside Fairy Su.

Of this group of demonic beasts, only Big Yellow was not present; it was tied up in the backyard of the Zhao residence and was extremely anxious.

If there were no one in the backyard, it could take the opportunity to sneak out, not caring about anything else. But Zhao Erye was sitting in the backyard staring at it and talking to it.

Another two days later.

At noon that day, the Blood-Striped Snake-Eye Fruit suddenly emitted a rich fruity fragrance, which soon spread throughout the entire mountain forest.

Small animals in the mountains and forests, such as squirrels, rabbits, partridges, and wild boars, are drawn to the fragrance of the spiritual fruit and instinctively head towards it.

"The spirit fruit is ripe!"

Everyone in the mountains and forests was invigorated; without a doubt, this was a sign that the spiritual fruit had ripened.

Fairy Su and Zhou Mu stood up at the same time, and the powerful figures on both sides stepped forward to warn each other not to get too close to the spiritual fruit.

Kong Shen stepped forward and said in a deep voice, "Now that the spiritual fruit is ripe, let's begin the competition. Both sides will send out martial artists of the same realm, who are at the peak of Qi and Blood, the early stage of Inner Strength, and the middle stage of Inner Strength. They will compete in three rounds. The winner of two out of three rounds will win the spiritual fruit. Anyone who dares to break the rules, don't blame me for unleashing my fury!"

He released the aura of the late-stage Qi Opening Realm, which caused the group of martial artists to freeze, and their blood and qi circulation became sluggish. His strength was indeed enough to keep the scene in check.

Zhou Mu said he had no objections.

Fairy Su nodded, and soon the first match began. Fairy Su's side sent out a twenty-seven-year-old martial artist named Li Xiu, who had reached the peak of the Qi and Blood Realm.

On Zhou Mu's side, the fighter was a martial artist in his early twenties named Wang Tong, a disciple of the Wang Family Martial Arts School.

In terms of their Qi and Blood levels alone, there is no difference between the two. Both are at the peak of the Qi and Blood realm and are only one step away from developing internal strength. It all depends on their combat experience and the sophistication of their fist techniques.

The rules for the duel are simple: first, both participants must be at the same cultivation level; second, neither is allowed to use weapons or take any elixirs.

After about seventy rounds, Li Xiu's arms were broken by Wang Tong's punch, which struck his chest, causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood and be defeated.

But Wang Tong didn't stop. Instead, he chased after Li Xiu and threw several punches, killing him instantly.

On Su Xianzi's side, Kong Shen and several of the leading martial artists of the Green Bamboo Gang all looked grim.

The members of the Green Bamboo Gang and the disciples of the Kaishan Martial Arts School were all deeply moved, and they were all filled with indignation.

The Azure Flame Rabbit was also squeaking anxiously.

Zhou Mu stepped forward and sneered, "In a martial arts competition, injuries and deaths are normal. If you're afraid of dying, then don't come out to fight!"

Behind him, his men shouted loudly, their momentum completely overwhelming Su Xianzi's side.

Kong Shen gave a signal and ordered someone to bring Li Xiu's body back.

Su Xianzi has to accept this loss, which sets a very cruel and bloody tone for today's competition.

"Zhao Qian, it's up to you now."

Fairy Su's gaze fell on Zhao Qian, hoping that he could turn the tide.

Zhao Qian's expression was solemn, and he exuded a chilling aura. He calmly said, "I learned all my martial arts skills from Master Mu at the Kaishan Martial Arts School. I call Master Mu 'Master.' My master was killed by Zhou Mu, the Xiangshe Gang, and the Wang Family Martial Arts School. His entire family was wiped out. It's hateful that I, Zhao Qian, could do nothing about it. Today, even if I have to risk my life, I will win a victory against them!"

Zhao Qian was filled with righteous indignation. When the Mu family was wiped out and the Mu family's wife and daughters were insulted by Zhou Mu, how could he not feel heartbroken?

But he was too weak to seek revenge against Zhou Mu, let alone the fact that Zhou Mu had his eye on the Zhao family.

Now that he has joined the Su family's camp, Zhao Qian can finally show his loyalty and prove that he is a person who values ​​relationships and righteousness.

There were twenty or thirty disciples from the Kaishan Martial Arts School present, and their eyes all reddened as they looked at Zhao Qian.

Among them, Tian Chong, who was in charge, patted Zhao Qian on the shoulder heavily: "Senior Brother Zhao Qian, Master will see this battle if he is watching from heaven!"

Zhao Mansion, backyard.

"Wang Wang Wang!"

Dahuang was so anxious that it barked loudly towards Zhao Kun's room. Anyway, in Zhao Kun's eyes, it was already an open secret that it was a demon beast, and it hoped that Zhao Kun would understand what it meant.

"You stupid dog, what are you barking about?"

Old Master Zhao really wanted to kick it, but he quickly realized that he had no feeling in his feet. He was so angry that he cursed the beast for not understanding human language.

A short while later, Zhao Kun came out of the room and said, "Second Master, Big Yellow probably wants to go out to poop. I'll take it out for a walk."

Master Zhao snorted coldly, muttering curses under his breath, though it was unclear what he was saying.

Zhao Kun ignored him and quickly led Da Huang to the outside of the Zhao residence.

He looked at Big Yellow, gave a soft snort, and said, "Go."

Dahuang understood, took off its collar, barked at Zhao Kun, and then ran off towards Mangshan.

At Mangshan, Zhao Qian was already engaged in a fierce exchange of blows with the martial artists sent by Zhou Mu.

Zhao Qianxi practiced the "Mountain-Opening Fist," a style that combined axe-chopping, hammer-smashing, and stone-prying movements, transforming his brute strength into a powerful fist technique. Once unleashed, it was like splitting mountains and opening a path, unstoppable by anyone.

During the match, Zhao Qian's fists were like a mountain-splitting axe, and his heart was like a rock. He was as still as a mountain, but when he moved, it was as powerful as a collapsing mountain.

His opponent was Sun Yue, a martial artist in his early thirties with internal strength. He was experienced in combat, had learned a wide variety of martial arts, and his fist techniques were highly varied.

The two were at the same level, with little difference in strength. After fifty rounds of fighting, both were injured.

Ji Cheng and several demonic beasts watched the duel from the shadows.

Now that Ji Cheng has practiced martial arts himself, he can understand the intricacies and dangers involved, unlike Bai Mang and Xiao Hua, who only watch the spectacle.

Before long, Dahuang transformed into a wolf demon and silently crept up to the group of monsters.

When Da Huang saw Zhao Qian fighting fiercely in the arena, he couldn't help but widen his eyes.

"Zhao Qian's boxing style is fierce and powerful, mainly based on hard, straight and heavy force, with strong explosive power. Sun Yue can withstand it for a while, but once Zhao Qian finds a flaw, he will be defeated in one blow."

Kong Shen commented that he greatly admired Zhao Qian's abilities and considered him a promising young man.

"what!"

In the arena, after more than thirty rounds, Zhao Qian shouted and unleashed a powerful palm strike, like an axe blade, aimed at Sun Yue's shoulder and neck.

Sun Yue raised his hand to block, but screamed in agony as Zhao Qian cleaved his arm in two with a single palm strike.

Then, Zhao Qian turned and leaped up, delivering a powerful elbow strike to Sun Yue's temple.

Sun Yue was thrown to the ground. Within a few breaths, blood oozed from his nose, mouth, eyes, and ears. He struggled on the ground for a few moments before losing consciousness.

(End of this chapter)