72: Strength, to kill Zhang Dongtian

Jiang Yan glanced toward Yin Duo, waved his hand casually, and several female Disciples stepped forward to escort Yin Duo away from the arena.

“Thank you for your generosity, Brother Xue. After my match with Zhang Dongtian, I'll treat you to a drink!” Jiang Yan said, cupping his fists.

“Then I wish Blood Disciple Su good luck here.” Deputy Squad Leader Xue Pan returned the gesture.

Deputy Squad Leader Xue Pan was still smart; he didn't dare to speak carelessly. After all, there were many people stronger than him. If he sided with Jiang Yan now, he wouldn't be able to complete his master's mission, so he could only express his gratitude subtly.

As the One Victory Blood Son received no further challenges, Deputy Squad Leader Xue Pan quickly took over the position of the First Blood Son.

After the Second Blood Son Li Dong stepped onto the stage, he died in the hands of Dong Yun from the Blood Sword Pool before even completing three rounds of fighting.

Jiang Yan had thought Dong Yun was a dog raised by some Blood Son when Lu Lan suddenly stepped onto the arena.

Seeing Lu Lan take the stage, a smile appeared on Jiang Yan's lips. He hadn't expected Zhang Dongtian to play a strategy of protecting someone against him.

‘Interesting. Does he want me to go up and kill Lu Lan?’

‘I'm afraid you'll be disappointed, Zhang Dongtian. My target is you, Zhang Dongtian!’

After Dong Yun was killed by Lu Lan, no further challengers stepped onto the stage, and Zhang Dongtian, standing far away, felt a sudden jolt in his heart.

In an instant, he finally understood what Su Chen wanted to do!

“So you were targeting me all along!” Zhang Dongtian roared in anger, smashing a pillar fiercely with his hand.

Lu Lan's challenge was quickly deemed successful, and with the agreement of the Elders, Lu Lan was designated as the Second Victory Blood Disciple.

Lu Lan, having become the Second Victory Blood Disciple, was very happy and completely unaware that she had been calculated; she believed Zhang Dongtian's plan had succeeded.

Guo Jingan, watching the battle from afar, revealed a mocking expression. He clearly understood Zhang Dongtian's thoughts, as he also couldn't defeat the current Su Chen.

Although his cultivation had reached the Tenth Layer of Qi-Blood, he truly couldn't comprehend Su Chen's strange methods.

If one of his subordinates incurred Su Chen's hatred, he would decisively send that person over, as provoking Su Chen genuinely meant being targeted.

“Oh my, this year's Blood Son Challenge is truly interesting.” Ye Qingfeng stood in mid-air and chuckled.

“Greetings, Lord Ye.” Several Foundation Establishment Realm Blood Sons said respectfully.

“It's fine, I'm not one of those Old Monsters.” Ye Qingfeng waved his hand.

“Shouldn't that kid Zhang Dongtian come out now?” Ye Qingfeng asked.

“Reporting to Lord Ye, it is precisely time for Zhang Dongtian to step onto the arena.” Ten Victories Blood Disciples Jiang Qiong replied.

Ye Qingfeng nodded and looked down at the arena below.

At this moment, Zhang Dongtian was slowly walking onto the arena, his gaze locked tightly onto Su Chen.

He knew clearly who he was about to face, and he also knew that Su Chen was a terrifying enemy.

The moment Zhang Dongtian stood still, Jiang Yan appeared opposite him with a smile.

“With your strength, you should be able to challenge a higher-ranked Blood Son, so why choose me specifically?” Zhang Dongtian asked.

“Who told us we had a grudge?” Jiang Yan said, smiling.

“Listen to me. If you just wait one more year, I can hand Lu Lan over to you. You can dispose of her however you wish.” Zhang Dongtian said hastily.

Lu Lan, who had just left moments ago, felt her mind suddenly buzz. She couldn't believe those words came from Zhang Dongtian.

Zhang Dongtian had previously told her to challenge Li Dong so they could both become Blood Sons, live happily ever after, and even share cultivation resources. But now, it was clear Zhang Dongtian had sent her out to block Su Chen's challenge against him!

“So I was just a scapegoat...” Lu Lan murmured to herself.

Although she didn't want to believe it, this was the truth.

“Hah, you truly are interesting. Do you think I care about that woman?” Jiang Yan sneered. “The moment you came out to stir up trouble, you became a dead man. You should be content that you've lived this long.”

“Su Chen, do you really think you can kill me?” Although Zhang Dongtian was furious, he still had great faith in his own methods. “I'm not afraid to tell you, even if you are at the Great Perfection of qi-blood, don't dream of easily breaking through my Magic Treasures!”

As Su Chen's words fell, an Inner Armor and a shield suddenly appeared in his hands.

“Heh, Magic Treasures?” Jiang Yan curved his lips into a mocking arc. Blood-colored Qi smoke suddenly rose around him. Every wisp was condensed and substantial, emitting a "hissing" burning sound in the air.

He slowly stepped forward. The ground cracked with his footsteps, and shattered stones floated into the air, turning into dust within the Blood-colored Qi Field.

“Holy cow, Blood Disciple Su actually Cultivated the Qi-Blood Malice Origin Art to Great Perfection.”

“This is truly interesting. I heard that after Body Tempering reaches the introductory chapter, the power of this Martial Skill can be maximized. I wonder if that's true or false.”

“Of course it's true. This Martial Skill is incredibly sinister. I once saw an Elder use this set of Martial Skills.”

...The Disciples below the stage started discussing animatedly, while the surrounding Elders all turned their gaze toward Fang Yu, because this set of Martial Skills was precisely Fang Yu's signature technique.

In fact, the most bewildered person at the moment was Fang Yu, as he had never taught this set of Martial Skills.

And Qin Qingluan, the only person who knew the introductory chapter, was already dead, let alone anyone else.

“Could this kid have completed the subsequent parts of the Martial Skill himself?” Fang Yu muttered.

Although this set of Martial Skills was available in the Spiritual Object Hall, it was incomplete. How difficult would it be to complete it?

What Su Chen displayed now was far more impressive than Fang Yu's.

Zhang Dongtian felt the overwhelming surge of qi-blood coming, and hastily activated his Inner Armor. The Profound Iron Scales “clacked” open, forming a turtle shell-like defense on his body surface.

The Bronze Shield swelled three times in size, strange runes appeared on its surface, emitting a heavy, earthy yellow halo.

“Break!”

Jiang Yan suddenly roared, sending his right fist out like a blood-colored meteor. The instant the punch struck the shield's surface, the runes on the shield continuously exploded, and bronze fragments scattered everywhere.

“Bang!”

Zhang Dongtian was blown ten zhang away by the shockwave, and the scales on the chest of his Inner Armor were already dented into the shape of a fist print.

“Impossible! It must be fake, you're deceiving... *cough, cough*.” Zhang Dongtian coughed up blood foam and looked up, only to see Su Chen slowly walking toward him.

“Great Perfection of qi-blood? What is that?” Jiang Yan smiled, though his smile was sinister and terrifying. “Oh, right. Although I'm not at the Great Perfection of qi-blood, I am at the Great Perfection of Body Tempering. I wonder which one is stronger?”

Silence. A deathly silence.

What did they hear? Great Perfection of Body Tempering?

How could this be? One in ten thousand could reach the introductory chapter of Body Tempering, yet Su Chen was actually at the Great Perfection of Body Tempering?

Could Su Chen be comparable to the rumored Blood Malice Old Ancestor?

At this moment, all the Elders looked toward Fang Yu, wanting to know what kind of monster Fang Yu had cultivated.

Fang Yu was also bewildered, because Su Chen had only shown him the ability to crush Magical Artifacts barehanded and the terrifying nature of his cultivation, but he hadn't mentioned the Great Perfection of Body Tempering.

Jiang Yan picked up a piece of shield fragment and crushed it into powder right in front of Zhang Dongtian.

“How about that?”

Seeing Su Chen's mocking smile, Zhang Dongtian forced his body up and knelt before Su Chen: “Please don't kill me. I can give you all my resources. As long as you agree to spare me, I will be your servant today. In the future, I can help you kill Lower-ranked Blood Sons and help you acquire more resources.”

“Sigh, you still don't understand.” Jiang Yan looked up at the sky in boredom, cupped his fists toward Ye Qingfeng, and bowed. “Senior, you should understand, right?”

Ye Qingfeng smiled, a very pleased smile. He then put away his grin and said in a calm tone, “Su Chen, I like you very much. I hope you can help me secure first place in the Blood Spirit Secret Realm.”

“No problem. As a Junior, I will certainly do my best to fulfill Senior's request.” Jiang Yan said, smiling.

Satisfied with Su Chen's reply, Ye Qingfeng flicked his sleeve and flew toward the direction of Blood Washing Peak.

Watching Ye Qingfeng leave, Jiang Yan turned and glanced at Zhang Dongtian: “No one who opposes me gets to stand up alive!”

Just as Zhang Dongtian, kneeling on the ground, was about to beg for mercy, he felt his head suddenly split open. Immediately after, in an instant, Zhang Dongtian's head exploded.

[Killed Cultivator Zhang Dongtian of the Eighth Layer of Qi-Blood. Gained Experience: 8000. Gained life span: 380 years. Gained life span: 850 years]

[Current Experience: 71.23%]

[Plundered Qin Qingluan essence 0.3]

[Plundered Zhang Dongtian's Elementary Martial Skill: Blood Finger Technique]

[Plundered Zhang Dongtian's Elementary Martial Skill: Qi-Blood Breaking Essence Fist]

When everyone saw Zhang Dongtian's gruesome death, chills ran down their spines, because Su Chen's strike served as a warning to all challengers.

Jiang Yan glanced at the Martial Skills, found them all worthless, and decisively chose to delete them.