I Become a Martial Arts God in the Chaotic Demon World-Chapter 291: Contest

Inside the Council Hall.

After Wu Yunfei and the others arrived, Xu Cunbao got straight to the point, "Commander Wu, invitations from Refining Blade have been with us for a while, and it is time we selected some young disciples to prepare for the Weapon Casting Conference."

Wu Yunfei nodded, "What Elder Xu says is true, and I was about to bring up the matter myself.

Since that's the case, let's follow the old rules, allowing these outstanding young disciples to compete against each other, and the final two victors will attend the Weapon Casting Conference. How does that sound?"

Xu Cunbao looked at Wu Yunfei with a somewhat strange expression.

This time Wu Yunfei didn't play any tricks? That wasn't their style at all.

However, just like Wen Tingyun had said, when the soldiers come, block them with generals; when the water comes, dam it with earth. With the strength of Han Zheng and Su Wuming clear for all to see, no matter what cunning schemes there might be, under the scrutiny of the public eye, they definitely couldn't let Han Zheng and the others be treated unfairly.

"Since that's the decision, let's get moving to the martial training ground, we can't make a full exhibition here.

Also, within the entire Demon Cleansing Bureau, any Demon Sweeping Captain under fifty who has stepped into the Xuan Gang Realm may come to compete."

Normally, the spots for attending the Weapon Casting Conference would definitely be chosen from among Han Zheng and the others.

Yet in this generation, young heroes in Southern Mountain's Demon Sweeping ranks had emerged one after another, and the fierce battle with the Smell Fragrance Sect had also trained quite a number of young Demon Sweeping Captains.

Some, although not as outstanding as Han Zheng and his peers, had stepped into the Xuan Gang Realm before the age of thirty-five. No matter where they were, they were certainly outstanding talents.

In the interest of fairness, Xu Cunbao also called all of them to participate.

A moment later, besides the three individuals Han Zheng and Tang Jue, three others who were martial artists in the Xuan Gang Realm also arrived to participate.

"Draw lots to decide the order of the matches, and select two winners to attend the Weapon Casting Conference."

Xu Cunbao wrote everyone's names on bamboo sticks and placed them in a jar.

In the first round, Han Zheng drew a Demon Sweeping Captain named Zhang Qian, a commander of the Wind Camp who was already in his thirties and, strictly speaking, was from the generation of Pei Xiuyuan, the Xuanjia Guard.

After taking the stage, Zhang Qian clasped his fist, "Brother Han, I've long admired your reputation. I know that I am no match for you, but I still wish to exchange a few moves, and I ask Brother Han to exercise restraint."

The other party's attitude was polite and courteous, Han Zheng also clasped his fist in return, "Brother Zhang is too kind, let us begin then."

Xu Cunbao on the upper side nodded in satisfaction.

He wanted to see all the young people of the Demon Cleansing Bureau getting along in harmony; competition was fine, but they should avoid underhanded schemes.

But it was a pity that as long as there were factional divisions, there would inevitably be intrigue within the Demon Cleansing Bureau.

Zhang Qian nodded, drawing a cyan longsword, and said solemnly, "Then Brother Han, I will make the first move."

As his words fell, a cyan Gang Wind immediately surrounded Zhang Qian. In an instant, the sound of the furious roaring of wind and thunder rose, and in the blink of an eye, Zhang Qian's sword, accompanied by the chilling Sword Gang, had already reached Han Zheng.

What Zhang Qian was using was the predecessor to Han Zheng's Wind and Thunder Nine Transitions, the Wind and Thunder Technique.

His figure was extremely fast and the Gang Qi he used was also of the wind attribute.

Almost in an instant, the dense Sword Gang had already spilled from the sword's edge, slashing towards Han Zheng. ƒгeewёbnovel.com

Han Zheng stood unmoving, not even drawing his saber.

His body shone with a layer of dazzling golden light; as the Sword Gang struck him, they emitted clangs and bangs, yet they couldn't even shatter that layer of golden light.

The might of the True Martial Nine Yang Holy Body was fully displayed in this moment on Han Zheng's body.

The previous Body Refinement Techniques were only icing on the cake for Han Zheng; it was only at this step that he was truly getting started, having achieved a minor accomplishment.

Amidst the endless rapid sword light, Han Zheng reached out his hand and accurately grasped the longsword.

With resplendent golden light on his hand, regardless of how the Gang Qi on the sword erupted, it was unable to affect Han Zheng.

Zhang Qian's expression changed drastically.

He had heard of Han Zheng's prowess and knew of Han Zheng's terrifying combat record.

But now, having exchanged blows, he realized that Han Zheng was even more fearsome than the rumors!

This Body Refinement Technique was nearly impervious to swords and spears; how could he fight this?

Zhang Qian desperately unleashed Gang Qi, but in the next moment, a terrifying Qi Blood Power suddenly surged from Han Zheng's body.

Dragon Elephant Sky, divine power boundless!

A torrent of immense strength transmitted from the longsword in his hand, no matter how desperately Zhang Qian struggled, the longsword was tightly grasped by Han Zheng and was forcibly pulled over by the blade.

Even as Zhang Qian released his grip a bit too late, his figure staggered and lunged toward Han Zheng.

Damn it!

The thought had just surfaced in Zhang Qian's mind when the next moment, a fist dazzling with blinding golden light slammed directly toward him.

In the face of crisis, Zhang Qian crossed his hands in front of him, amassing endless Gang Qi into a shield of wind to defend.

However, under the punch that Han Zheng had concentrated with ultimate strength, the Gang Qi shattered explosively, and Zhang Qian instantly felt a powerful force strike him, sending him flying backward.

As soon as he hit the ground, a sound of roaring wind and thunder rose.

Han Zheng pointed a finger tipped with a faint golden light at his throat, stopping an inch away.

"I concede."

Han Zheng helped Zhang Qian up and gave him a respectful bow.

"Thank you, Brother Han, for showing mercy. Brother Han's strength truly lives up to his reputation; I am extremely impressed!"

Zhang Qian sighed and returned the gesture with a bow.

In just a few moves, he realized that he was simply not on the same level as Han Zheng.

If Han Zheng had struck with full force, he probably could have killed Zhang Qian instantly.

Wu Yunfei and the two other men furrowed their brows slightly.

This was the first time they had seen Han Zheng make a move.

Han Zheng's strength was indeed extraordinary. No wonder he had risen so swiftly during their time in Huainan Road.

Wen Tingyun and Xu Cunbao, on the other hand, were somewhat pleasantly surprised.

Han Zheng's strength had increased significantly from before.

Next in the drawing of lots was Su Wuming's turn, alongside another Demon Sweeping Captain, but his opponent conceded straightforwardly.

Everyone knew that once Su Wuming made a move, he would definitely burn his Qi Blood and push himself to the brink.

It wasn't that he was incapable of holding back, but rather that his style of fighting left no room for restraint.

They also knew they were really just here to make up the numbers; there was no need to take a sparring match so seriously, so Su Wuming advanced directly.

Following that was Tang Jue's match against another Demon Sweeping Captain.

Tang Jue's master was Lu Tianfang of the Blood Drink Saber, and his saber skill was also extremely refined. He held back in his attacks, just like Han Zheng, stopping at the first touch, and similarly won over his opponent with great elegance.

However, his victory still wasn't as absolutely overwhelming as Han Zheng's had been.

The last to take the stage was Ye Liuyun, who was unlucky to be up against Si Xingyan.

Han Zheng glanced at Xu Cunbao and the others; he suspected that the drawing of lots was ostensibly for fairness, but in reality, Xu Cunbao and the others had discussed and arranged the order.

Otherwise, if they had arranged for Han Zheng and Su Wuming or Si Xingyan and Tang Jue to fight in the first round, it could easily result in the elimination of the real strong contenders early on.

With this order, both Xu Cunbao and Wu Yunfei were satisfied.

However, Ye Liuyun was the unfortunate one, having to face Si Xingyan in his turn.

Si Xingyan's master was 'Demon Flame Hand' Pang Zhen, one of the five Garrison Captains, and was exceptionally powerful.

After a series of fierce battles, Ye Liuyun's strength was now approaching the middle stage of the Xuan Gang Realm, but still fell short compared to Pang Zhen.

After returning to the Demon Cleansing Bureau, Si Xingyan and the others had exchanged the merit they had earned in Huainan Road for quite a few good items.

At this moment, the aura that Si Xingyan displayed was already at the late stage of the Xuan Gang Realm, pressing hard against Han Zheng, and his cultivation speed was also extremely fast.

With a two minor realms difference, Ye Liuyun held no advantage.

In the field at that moment, Ye Liuyun stepped up and without a word, bent his bow and set an arrow. The Fiery Flame Burning Sky Arrow, Cold Prison Swallowing Demon Arrow, and other exotic arrows were shot out in succession, like a violent storm.

For Ye Liuyun, only by suppressing his opponent from a distance did he stand a chance of victory.

Once the opponent closed in, he would nearly be without any opportunity.

Si Xingyan saw through Ye Liuyun's intention. His hands blazed with intense, dark flames as he struck down palm after palm, almost exerting his full strength to shatter all of Ye Liuyun's arrows.

In the blink of an eye, he had already advanced right in front of Ye Liuyun!

Seeing this, Han Zheng immediately frowned.