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Chapter 205 Tie Qingshan, a member of a cult

The Zhenyuan Martial Arts School was bustling with activity.

A series of elimination matches between high school and university students.

The first match!

On the arena, Tie Qingshan was shirtless, his muscles clearly defined.

Opposite him stood a young man who was 1.6 meters tall.

Zhang Wei, a third-year student at Wuhan University in Linchuan.

"That's it? No one else in the high school group? Sending some big oaf to his death?"

"Three moves to take you down."

Zhang Wei crossed his arms and a contemptuous sneer curled at the corner of his mouth.

He's a Rank 3, Rank 9 martial artist; dealing with a high school student who didn't even get into a martial arts university is like a complete dimensional reduction attack.

Tie Qingshan remained expressionless, simply lowering his stance and fixing his eyes on his opponent.

"The match begins!"

Ma Baoguo gave the order.

"boom!"

Zhang Wei made a move!

His qi and blood erupted, pushing the advanced cultivation technique "Wind Spirit Technique" to its limit.

He moved with lightning speed, transforming into a streak of blue light as he hurtled straight toward Tie Qingshan's face!

"So fast!"

The crowd below gasped in surprise.

Taking advantage of his forward momentum, Zhang Wei leaped into the air and brought his right leg down like a battle axe.

"Whirlwind Kick!"

Faced with this fierce attack, Tie Qingshan neither dodged nor evaded, but instead roared to the sky:

"Iron Arm Kung Fu!"

In an instant, his skin turned black, especially his thick arms, which turned into a jet-black color, like cast iron.

He crossed his arms and suddenly lifted them upwards.

"Iron chains span the river!"

"Bang!"

The dull thuds of flesh colliding echoed throughout the venue!

A violent gust of wind suddenly dispersed from the two of them.

Zhang Wei felt as if his right leg had struck a piece of black iron, the shock making his bones numb and his blood surging.

"How can it be so hard?!"

Tie Qingshan's eyes turned bloodshot, and he suddenly exerted force with both arms, forcefully knocking Zhang Wei back.

After landing, Zhang Wei took three steps back, his face turning extremely pale.

He, a top student from Wuhan University, couldn't even defeat a high school student in one shot?

"College students, it seems, are nothing special after all!"

Tie Qingshan shook his arm and said.

"court death!"

Zhang Wei was instantly enraged and his figure transformed into a whirlwind once more, unleashing a barrage of attacks around his opponent.

"Bang bang bang!"

For a moment, the arena was filled with blue afterimages.

Palm strikes and leg kicks rained down on Tie Qingshan's back, chest, and ribs.

However, Tieqing Mountain was like a stubborn rock.

He abandoned his attack, desperately protecting his throat, heart, and other vital organs, letting Zhang Wei's attacks land on him.

Five minutes...

Eight minutes...

Ten minutes have passed!

Zhang Wei's breathing became heavy. The Wind Spirit Technique consumed his qi and blood very quickly, causing his originally lightning-fast steps to finally slow down slightly.

"Now!"

Tie Qingshan's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he took a step forward, causing the entire arena to tremble.

Just as Zhang Wei hesitated, Tie Qingshan grabbed his ankle!

"you!"

Zhang Wei was horrified.

"Get down!"

Tie Qingshan, with his horse in perfect harmony, roared and, like a tyrant lifting a cauldron, swung Zhang Wei's body, sending him flying in a semi-circle through the air before slamming him hard outside the arena!

"boom!"

Zhang Wei fell heavily off the court and immediately lost consciousness.

The entire venue was completely silent for a full three seconds.

Immediately afterwards, the high school group erupted in excited cheers!

"We won!!!"

"Holy crap, Tie Qingshan is awesome! We won the first match!"

"Screw college students, they got crushed by us high schoolers!"

Not far away, Ma Baoguo stroked his beard and nodded with a smile.

"Not bad, this kid's external martial arts skills are quite good, he's very resilient."

"Winning the first match makes this series of matches seem unpredictable."

"Even in the university group, victory isn't guaranteed!"

Xiao Wan Ning smiled radiantly, her full breasts rising and falling slightly.

Tian Ji's horse racing strategy was showing initial success, and she was naturally overjoyed.

However, amidst this jubilation, only Jiang Feng's brows furrowed slightly.

He looked at Tie Qingshan on the stage, who was panting heavily and whose arms were trembling slightly.

"My blood and energy are almost completely depleted."

"Tie Qingshan's strength ranks among the top eight in the high school group, but in his current state, he probably won't be able to beat his next opponent."

In stark contrast to the high school group's revelry, the atmosphere in the university group was subdued.

Zhang Wei was carried back, and as soon as he woke up, before he could even speak.

"Bang!"

Jin Yiming kicked him directly in the stomach, making him curl up like a shrimp.

"waste!"

Jin Yiming's eyes were sinister as he cursed, "You've completely disgraced our Linchuan Martial Arts University! What use is a piece of trash like you?!"

"That's enough!"

Just then, a clear, cold voice rang out.

Ye Zhiwei glared at Jin Yiming and stepped forward to help Zhang Wei up.

Looking at Zhang Wei's dejected face, she comforted him, "Zhang Wei, don't be discouraged. Your opponent is the young master of the Tie family martial arts school. He has been tempering his body with medicinal baths since childhood, so he is very strong."

"The fact that he was chosen to perform first in the high school group shows that he is strong enough to be ranked in the top three. Your loss is not unjust."

Hearing Ye Zhiwei's comforting words, Zhang Wei's eyes reddened, and the humiliation and self-blame in his heart were greatly relieved.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Zhiwei turned her head to look at the second contestant who was about to appear.

Gao Li, who is a full two meters tall and resembles a human-shaped bear, is a formidable figure.

"Gaoli."

She lowered her voice, her tone leaving no room for doubt, "Tie Qingshan's life force is almost exhausted. Once you're on stage, don't try to test him, and definitely don't try to wear him down."

"Use your strongest move to defeat him directly and regain face for our university team!"

"clear."

Gao Li grinned, revealing a set of gleaming white teeth, and clenched his fist, his knuckles cracking like popping beans.

The second battle has officially begun!

Gao Li stepped onto the stage like an iron tower, his momentum increasing with each step.

Without any further ado, as Master Ma announced the start of the competition, his raging blood and qi erupted like a volcano!

"Prepare to die!"

Gao Li shouted and unleashed a low-grade King-level martial skill!

[Mountain-Shaking Palm]!

He suddenly raised his right palm, and all the blood and energy in his body rushed into his palm.

"die!"

Taking advantage of his physical strength, Gao Li leaped into the air and slammed his palm down on Tie Qingshan's chest with a terrifying, overwhelming force.

This palm strike had no technique whatsoever; it was simply brute force that crushed everything!

He's going to cripple Tie Qingshan!

Tie Qingshan gritted his teeth and tried to use his Iron Arm Technique to defend himself again.

However, as soon as he raised his arms, the depleted blood and energy in his body could no longer support the hardening of his skin, and the dark color faded instantly.

"Bang!"

"Snap!"

The sound of bones cracking rang out the instant their hands and arms collided!

Iron Mountain's defenses were utterly destroyed by this Mountain-Shaking Palm.

"puff!"

Tie Qingshan coughed up a mouthful of blood and was sent flying by the terrifying force of the palm strike!

"what!"

A gasp of surprise immediately erupted from the audience.

Tie Qingshan crashed straight down to the ground, his head about to hit the ground.

If you fall hard, your life will be in danger!

At this critical moment.

A glint flashed in Jiang Feng's eyes, and his figure disappeared from the spot, instantly traversing a distance of more than ten meters, steadily supporting Tie Qingshan's back.

"Um."

"good!"

Not far away, Ma Baoguo, who was just about to set off, nodded slightly.

Jiang Feng's strength has increased considerably.

I just don't know which match he played in.

"Thanks, Jiang Feng."

Tie Qingshan steadied himself, weakly coughing up a mouthful of blood, his eyes filled with gratitude.

"It's alright, go and rest."

Jiang Feng withdrew his hand, nodded lightly, his tone revealing no emotion.

As he turned around, he clenched his fist, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

This aura...?

Just now, when he caught Tie Qingshan, he sensed a familiar yet repulsive aura.