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943: Dominant stance, let's have a friendly spar.

"If this Leader refuses to discuss it, do you dare try to seize it by force?"

The Shuofeng Leader immediately stood up, his eyes coldly fixed on the people of the Black Scale Tribe.

Boom!

Some Cultivators from the Shuofeng Tribe immediately stepped forward, surrounding several people from the Black Scale Tribe, ready to strike at any moment.

Another elder from the Black Scale Tribe stepped out and slowly said, "We came here partly to borrow the Divine Maiden Statue, and partly because we know the Shuofeng Tribe is full of talent, so we intended to let the youths of the Black Scale Tribe spar with the youths of the Shuofeng Tribe."

"Since the Shuofeng Tribe is unwilling to lend the Divine Maiden Statue, let these young people spar first. The matter of the Divine Maiden Statue can be discussed later."

"Sparring?"

The Shuofeng Leader raised an eyebrow.

These people from the Black Scale Tribe carried Demonic Qi, half-human and half-Yao Beast, appearing strange and incredibly sinister.

If they sparred, the young people of the Shuofeng Tribe would likely suffer a great loss.

The elder from the Black Scale Tribe said with a rich smile, "In the Barren Region, everyone says that the young men of the Shuofeng Tribe are like lions on the grassland, fearing nothing, possessing the Posture of an Overlord. I imagine the youths of the Shuofeng Tribe present won't refuse this spar, right?"

"Hahaha! What Posture of an Overlord? What grassland lions? In my opinion, you are just a bunch of timid tortoises. My Black Scale Tribe is the true overlord."

A burly young man from the Black Scale Tribe stepped forward, revealing a ferocious smile. His eyes were incredibly bloodthirsty, and deep within them lurked brutality and murderous intent.

"Arrogant!"

Chi Zheng's expression darkened, and he immediately walked forward.

He glared angrily at the young man from the Black Scale Tribe: "Isn't it just a spar? How could the people of my Shuofeng Tribe fear you?"

The Shuofeng Leader remained silent for a second, then nodded and said, "Then let them spar!"

The Black Scale Tribe was directly provoking the Shuofeng Tribe on their home ground. If the Shuofeng Tribe showed fear and refused the challenge this time, the morale of the tribe members would definitely be affected.

Moreover, Chi Zheng was right. The people of the Shuofeng Tribe feared nothing. Naturally, the Shuofeng Tribe had to fight for this pride.

In short, the Shuofeng Tribe could lose, but they absolutely could not be cowardly!

The Shuofeng Leader waved his sleeve, and the Divine Maiden Statue slowly moved beneath the Altar. The huge Altar was instantly covered by a large array.

Chi Zheng flew onto the Altar, drawing the Golden Long Saber from his waist. He glared at the man from the Black Scale Tribe: "I am Chi Zheng of the Shuofeng Tribe, with a cultivation base in the Late Stage Dragon Transformation Realm. Come and fight me."

The man from the Black Scale Tribe smiled sinisterly, moved, and arrived on the Altar. He clenched his fists: "Black Tiger of the Black Scale Tribe, Late Stage Dragon Transformation Realm. Against you, I wouldn't bother using a weapon; a pair of fists is enough."

The Shuofeng Leader immediately sent a voice transmission to Chi Zheng: "The people of the Black Scale Tribe use strange methods; don't be careless."

"Come and fight!"

Upon hearing this, Chi Zheng became wary. He gripped his long saber and instantly charged at Black Tiger, slashing out with a saber strike.

"Heh heh!"

Black Tiger smiled sinisterly, punching towards Chi Zheng's Golden Long Saber.

Bang!

Fist and long saber clashed, a roar sounded, Chi Zheng retreated three steps, while Black Tiger retreated slightly.

...

After Chi Zheng stabilized his body, his expression became even more solemn.

In this clash, although it looked like he had the upper hand by only retreating three steps, he understood that he was actually at a disadvantage, because the opponent had blocked his saber strike with a bare fist.

The people of the various tribes in the Barren Region are accustomed to Body Refining using Yao Beast blood. Their Physical Body strength far surpasses ordinary external Cultivators, and his own Physical Body strength was naturally very powerful.

But the Black Tiger before him could block his weapon with bare hands; his Physical Body strength was likely superior to his own.

"It's dicey!"

Night Tree muttered inwardly.

To be able to block Chi Zheng's saber with a fist, this person from the Black Scale Tribe possessed formidable Physical Body strength. Chi Zheng might not be able to win.

"Again!"

Chi Zheng's eyes sharpened. He swung his long saber and instantly slashed at Black Tiger. With one strike, a hundred streams of golden Saber Qi burst forth, accompanied by the whistling of fierce wind, making it incredibly sharp.

...

Black Tiger's smile was ferocious, and the blood light in his eyes intensified. He clenched his fists again. The Black Scales on his body shimmered with dark light. His fists were covered by scales, and a terrifying wave of Demonic Qi erupted from him.

"Get lost!"

Black Tiger roared and punched out. A Black Fist Seal erupted, mixed with dense Demonic Qi.

Bang!

The Black Fist Seal instantly clashed with the Saber Qi. The hundred streams of golden Saber Qi were immediately blasted apart, and the fist's momentum remained undiminished, abruptly smashing toward Chi Zheng.

Chi Zheng hurriedly dodged. The fist grazed past his face, and the powerful wind left a bloody scratch.

"Die!"

Black Tiger instantly appeared before Chi Zheng, punching toward Chi Zheng's chest, intending to kill him with a single blow.

Chi Zheng had no time to dodge and immediately held his Golden Long Saber across his chest.

Boom!

Black Tiger's fist slammed onto the Golden Long Saber, which instantly snapped. The immense force directly sent Chi Zheng flying.

"Die!"

Black Tiger darted forward, appearing before Chi Zheng, and swung his fist again, aiming for Chi Zheng's head.

"This is bad..."

Chi Zheng's expression changed. He quickly raised both arms to shield his head.

Bang!

Black Tiger's fist struck Chi Zheng's arms. A cracking sound rang out, and Chi Zheng's body was blasted off the Altar, crashing onto the ground.

"Pfft!"

Chi Zheng lay on the ground, spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood, his arms hanging limp, the bones clearly broken.

The people of the Shuofeng Tribe quickly rushed forward to help Chi Zheng up.

...

Black Tiger smiled ferociously, intending to step down and finish him off.

"Hmph!"

The Shuofeng Leader let out a cold snort, and a wave of Pressure enveloped Black Tiger.

Black Tiger immediately stopped, saying disdainfully, "The people of the Shuofeng Tribe are nothing special. They are truly too weak; they can't even withstand my bare fists. If I were to bring out a weapon, wouldn't you be utterly despairing?"

...

Chi Zheng's face was extremely pale, but he didn't know how to refute. The loser has no right to speak.

Some young people from the Shuofeng Tribe looked furious and were about to step forward.

Night Tree moved, appearing first on the Altar. She looked at Black Tiger and said coldly, "Since you are so extraordinary, allow me to spar with you."

After speaking, she extended her hand, and a Star-Blue Curved Bow appeared in her grasp. A wave of Late Stage Dragon Transformation Realm Pressure emanated from her body.

"Stupid woman, you dare use a bow and arrow against me?"

Black Tiger sneered and immediately punched toward Night Tree.

A bow and arrow is suitable for long-range attacks, but not for close combat. As long as his fist was fierce enough and his speed was fast enough, the opponent wouldn't even have a chance to draw the bow.

...

Night Tree transformed into a streak of residual light, instantly vanishing from her spot. When she reappeared, she was already ten meters above him.

She quickly drew the bow. Nine connected stars appeared above her head. The stars were chilling, faintly carrying the Power of Cold Ice.

"Nine Stars Alignment!"

Night Tree abruptly released the bowstring. From the nine stars, nine extremely chilling, Star-Blue Arrows shot out simultaneously...

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