Doomsday: Gain experience by hunting

The White Tiger Saintess saw the Giant Rock Martial Hall's Rank 6 warrior, wrapped like a tin can in armor, and a hint of surprise flashed in her beautiful eyes.

However, she also understood that her clan had displayed the strength of a powerful force.

The martial arts competition was no longer just a competition.

Rather, it was an opportunity for the major powers of Ganshan City to approach her tribe, wanting to establish stable relationships. The competition was merely to vie for the qualifications to establish such relationships.

She didn't mind this at all.

Her main intention for this trip was to investigate the true strength of Ganshan City.

She could confirm that they only had one Rank 4 combatant, the city lord, and he seemed to have problems.

Looking at the younger generation, there weren't many good seedlings either.

The young talents who came out to compete with her wouldn't even make it into the top ten within her own clan.

After the rest, it was the Giant Rock Martial Hall's turn to take the stage.

Their people were easy to recognize.

Not only were they all burly men,

but at least half of them were bald.

Their large heads were shiny and bright, so much so that even flies would slip and fall on them.

To this, they had a well-reasoned explanation—

A true tough guy shouldn't have any of that soft hair!

If you see a group of bald men in Ganshan City, don't ask, they're all from the Giant Rock Martial Hall.

Bang, bang, bang!

A short, stout man, like a rhinoceros, was wearing layers upon layers of armor.

Even his boots were made of metal, "clack, clack," making a resounding noise as he walked.

Each step he took on the wilderness land left a deep pit.

The several flying axes hanging from his waist clanged together.

"Old Shi? Is this junior of yours practicing the 'Strength' branch of techniques?"

"Hehe!" Shi Lei grinned, a red hummingbird hopping around on his shoulder, its small eyes constantly glancing at Tang Wen.

The Strength branch of techniques was a branch of the Earth techniques.

The power of the earth was diverse. Mountains were earth, rivers were earth, forests and waterfalls… all were earth.

Thickness, solidity, inclusiveness, bearing… the earth had many attributes.

No single technique could encompass all of these at once.

And the Strength branch only focused on one characteristic: strength.

Specifically in martial arts, it was the pursuit of extreme strength and defense.

It was known as "Strength from the root, unmoved by eight winds!"

But the problem was also obvious.

Extreme strength and defense would sacrifice agility.

So, when facing fast-attack opponents,

they were often forced to passively take a beating.

To avoid being kited to death, Strength branch experts would practice a throwing weapon, with flying axes and stones being the standard.

The characteristic was throwing heavy objects with great force, and anyone hit would be seriously injured, if not killed.

Right now, the Saintess was clearly a speed-type swordswoman, making this man a sitting duck.

The Giant Rock Martial Hall was clearly not seeking victory.

After all, the Chen family and the Shipping Gang had exposed their weaknesses.

And the cautious Tang Wen had yet to take the stage.

Tang Wen was new to the extraordinary, even with his mastery of swordsmanship. He could at most withstand two moves relying on his sword energy.

In this situation, they only wanted to wear the thickest armor and hold out for a few more moves.

Slowly, he came to face the Saintess.

Without wasting words, the man announced his name and grabbed an axe in each hand!

"Saintess, please be careful."

"You too."

The atmosphere turned grim.

The two burst forth with their energy, and the Saintess took a step, instantly disappearing.

Repeating her old trick—Instant Slash!

Hey!

The Rank 6 Strength expert had anticipated this, leaning back and releasing the flying axes in his hands, letting them fall to the ground.

His fists were like machine guns, throwing out a sky full of fist shadows.

The air tore apart, and the ground, which had been ravaged several times, once again kicked up trails of dust!

Almighty Divine Fist—Giant Spirit Sky Blast!

Fist energy was like cannons, exploding in the air.

The Strength branch lived up to its name, focusing on the word "brute," using offense as defense, covering everything with firepower.

The Saintess's figure flashed outside the range of the fist energy, and she slashed down with her sword, her swordsmanship slightly different.

Layers upon layers of sword light, like dreamlike bubbles.

Instantly stacking together, the entire long sword became enormous, golden and brilliant.

The Saintess held back, and what struck down was the back of the blade.

Clang!

The fist energy shattered, the armor cracked open, and fragments flew in all directions.

Tang Wen's expression changed: this woman was not only fast, but her explosive power was also so exaggerated?!

The Giant Rock Martial Hall's Rank 6 warrior had not lost his fighting ability.

The armor was broken, but the inner layer of beast hide armor bloomed with a bloody light, blocking the remaining power of the golden long sword.

Mystical object—Beast King Blood Garment.

Buzz, buzz!

A whirlwind sounded, and two flying axes, with violent sonic booms, rotated and bombarded the Saintess.

From Tang Wen's long experience of throwing hidden weapons, the power contained in the flying axes should be able to shatter a hundred-meter-high earthen mountain.

Raising her arm, the Saintess waved her sleeve without a trace of fireworks.

The air in front and behind her suddenly emptied.

It actually formed a temporary void.

Without air resistance, the already violent speed of the two flying axes went up another level.

But at the same time, they lost control and accuracy.

With a whoosh.

They brushed past the Saintess and flew into the distance.

The Saintess pushed forward with both hands holding the sword, the sword light like scales, shaped like a millstone.

This sword moved with minimal noise.

The many Rank 6 and extraordinary viewers were surprised.

It didn't seem to have much power?

The few martial masters standing guard on the periphery, well, they couldn't understand it at all.

The Rank 5 experts frowned deeply, while Tang Wen leaned forward, his eyes fixed on the Saintess's every move.

The Chen family head glanced over and praised, "Nephew Tang Wen, you are indeed a master of swordsmanship, you actually understood this sword."

Tang Wen didn't turn his head: "Vibration Blade!"

As soon as the two words came out.

The Rank 6 and extraordinary people suddenly understood.

Vibration Fist, as one of the universal mysteries in boxing, was something many Rank 6 experts had not mastered.

Facing Vibration Blade, they naturally couldn't see it.

In the distance, the air on the ground vibrated together, and countless sand and stones jumped up on the ground.

It was as if ten thousand horses were galloping not far away.

The Giant Rock Martial Hall's Rank 6 expert, facing this sword directly, felt it more clearly, the world was restless together, and he had nowhere to escape.

Fortunately, this move was not fast.

He raised his hand and threw all four steel axes out.

Not seeking to hurt people, but only to break the opponent's state and buy time.

The tremor became more and more intense.

The Vibration Blade interfered with the air, the flying axes lost their accuracy, the sword speed was not affected at all, the momentum had been fully accumulated, and it suddenly accelerated!

"Drink!"

With a roar.

The Rank 6 Strength expert raised his right fist, the muscles of his entire arm swelled violently, almost tearing the armor.

From a distance, he looked like a deformed monster, his arm seemed to be thicker than a siege hammer.

He wanted to break this sword's vibration, using strength to overcome skill!

Almighty Divine Fist—Supporting the Sky and Standing on the Earth!

The sword and fist collided.

The vibration force transmitted over in a destructive manner, and the muscles of the arm, as hard as steel, turned into soft waves, constantly fluctuating.

Lost!

Two moves!

The Giant Rock Martial Hall was silent.

Shi Lei said: "The White Tiger Saintess has a deep foundation, I admire her."

Little Jade Tiger felt their frustration, and with a "woo" sound, lazily glanced at them: "The Saintess is also the first among her peers in the clan."

The martial hall members nodded slightly.

The others in Ganshan City also nodded.

A Rank 4 force, the first Rank 6 within the White Tiger Tribe.

No wonder we can't beat her, it turns out she's too strong.

It's just that she defeated them a little too quickly.

After the injured Rank 6 was carried back.

The only one left who hadn't played was Tang Wen.

He looked at the little jade tiger on the table, resisted the urge to rush forward and rub it a few times, and said: "I am Tang Wen from the Blackwater Gang, next it's my turn to play. The Saintess has been fighting continuously and has been somewhat exhausted, please let her come back and rest for a while!"

"Awoo~ You kid looks pretty good, but your strength is only extraordinary, and you want to let the Saintess rest?"

Being looked down upon by a Rank 4 little tiger, Tang Wen wanted to rub it a few times even more.

But he didn't dare, and smiled casually: "It's precisely because my strength is low that I want to let the Saintess come back and rest. Even if I lose in one move, it's still losing to the Saintess in a fully victorious state, isn't it?"

The little jade tiger glanced at him: "Isn't that still one move?"

"It sounds better," Tang Wen shrugged, looking at the jade-colored fur, the fleshy little face, feeling a little unable to restrain himself.

Since he was a child, he liked to rub fleshy, furry little animals.

Although he found it troublesome and didn't want to raise them, he often went to cat cafes to experience different textures.

This little jade tiger seemed to have a gentle personality, not bloodthirsty, and had achieved a perfect victory over the Ganshan City Lord without injury, and had ultimately held back.

Being rubbed like a cat by the Rank 6 Saintess, it was also well-behaved.

He suddenly had a bold idea, stood up, took a few steps closer, and tentatively asked: "Jade Tiger Senior, if I can take one move from the Saintess, can I come back and?"

After speaking, his eyes stared at the little jade tiger's furry little body, looking it up and down.

"Awoo~"

The little jade tiger rolled over: "Can you what? What kind of eyes are you giving me, kid?"

The jade tiger waved its paws, revealing its pink pads.

Tang Wen quickly smiled embarrassedly and retreated.

Back in his seat, he was secretly warned by his master, Shui Yun, Aunt Lian, and Li Zi.

His master, Shui Qianjun, said helplessly: "Can't you tell, kid? This little tiger is female. You actually wanted to rub it a few times! What were you thinking?"

Tang Wen replied one by one, and then asked them one by one: "Don't you want to rub it?"

Everyone fell silent.

Just kidding, how could they not want to rub it.

This little jade tiger was so cute!

But it was a Rank 4.

If it went berserk in such a big city like Ganshan, it might be directly wiped out.

"Awoo!" The cute tiger was fierce, shouting in the direction of the Saintess.

It would have been better if it hadn't shouted, but after shouting, even more people wanted to rub it.

Tang Wen glanced at the group of bald men next door who seemed eager to try.

A quarter of an hour passed.

The Saintess returned, rested briefly, and looked at Tang Wen.

The latter smiled slightly: "Saintess, please!"

The Saintess smiled: "Young Master Tang Wen doesn't need to be so polite, just call me Hu Lan."

"Hu Lan, what a nice name."

Behind them, many people had complex expressions: This seemed to be the first time the Saintess had called an opponent's name, right?

Was it just because this kid was a bit handsome?

The contestants who had taken the stage earlier looked at each other: Um, was the Saintess so polite to us just now?

Was it just because this kid was a bit handsome?

Tang Wen and the Saintess walked side by side, talking and laughing.

They didn't look like they were going to have a dangerous competition, but like a perfect couple in love.

Chen Family Head: "Niece Shui, Uncle Chen, I'm not one to stir up trouble."

He nodded in the direction of Tang Wen and the two, looking like he was stirring up trouble, just short of picking up a paintbrush and writing the words "stir up trouble" on his head.

Shui Yun smiled: "In any case, Junior Brother will always be my junior brother."

A look of satisfaction flashed in her eyes: What's Junior Brother's is mine.

If Junior Brother could be with the White Tiger Saintess, it would be like I was with the White Tiger Saintess.

The three major families have really been closed off for too long.

She secretly shook her head: Was the Chen Family Head's vision so small?

Junior Brother's appearance was unparalleled, his talent was extraordinary, he was born to eat the White Tiger Saintess's food!

If the other party minded, I could even be the smaller one.

If they still minded, um, that meant my posture wasn't low enough, I'd continue to lower myself and try to move her!

Shui Yun felt that she had no problems...

Shui Qianjun glanced at the Chen Family Head: "The children have grown up, the future is theirs."

The words were vague, but everyone understood.

This was hinting that the Blackwater Gang would belong to Shui Yun and Tang Wen in the future.

On the open field, Tang Wen and Saintess Hu Lan were standing face to face from a distance.

"You've seen my methods, I'll attack first, be careful." Like a gentle older sister, worried about her younger brother.

Tang Wen nodded slightly: "Miss Lan shouldn't be careless either, I might have a chance to hurt you."

"Okay."

The two smiled at each other.

They shouted from a distance, their voices were not small.

Everyone watching had sharp ears and eyes, and hearing the two's conversation made them feel even worse.

Everyone who had played earlier had been injured.

At this time, they were shouting wildly in their hearts: Saintess, you weren't so gentle to us.

Saintess Hu Lan treated Tang Wen differently from others.

Tang Wen gave her a special feeling, within the White Tiger Tribe, everyone was her subordinate.

She had no friends.

Among the people from Ganshan City she met today, their eyes were full of flattery and respect.

Only Tang Wen gave her a sense of equality.

If Tang Wen knew, he would definitely give a thumbs up and say that her feeling was really accurate: Ganshan City was their home and career.

It was accumulated by several generations.

Not to mention how much blood and sweat was involved.

Of course they had to flatter the White Tiger Saintess.

But I am a foreign spy, if this place is destroyed and I can't survive, I'll just run away with a few girls!

In a word, there's no way I'm going to lick her boots.

With my system (crossed out), with my talent, even though you are a Saintess, I will eventually press you under my body!

The Chen Family Head slumped on the chair without any image, transmitting his voice to Shui Qianjun next to him: "Old Shui! I've been jumping around all day today, I've offended you!"

Shui Qianjun sneered: "A verbal apology? Or a private voice transmission."

"Want to treat you to a drink? What private or not private, I need face."

"Hehe," Shui Qianjun looked at the field, ignoring him.

Chen Family Head: "The Saintess is fair, she won't hold back, your disciple can't resist one move. Old Shi was able to resist two moves. He only lost on the third move."

He chattered to himself.

In the distance, the Saintess instantly crossed the distance, the sword light flashing.

Tang Wen half-closed his eyes, his body swaying gently with the wind.

Whoosh!

Just like before, the Saintess came close, the golden sword in her hand raised.

Too fast!

There wasn't even the sound of wind.

It seemed that the wind didn't have time to react.

A despairing speed.

With the sword in front of his eyes, Tang Wen suddenly opened his eyes!

Eyes met, and a ripple appeared in the serene gaze of the Holy Maiden Hu Lan.

Tang Wen's eyes, however, were completely white.

Mental Secret Art - [Mental Flaying]

In his sea of consciousness, thirty-two ancient characters materialized.

Mental power surged like a river in reverse, rapidly concentrating and transforming into a whip, silently exploding with the force of thunder!

The Holy Maiden was puzzled: He's Rank 7, and I'm Rank 6.

Even without considering secret art inheritances, my mental power is naturally stronger than his.

What could his mental secret art possibly be—

Crack!

The Holy Maiden's blade slowed for an instant, but it still came down with lightning speed, though not at full force.

Clang!

That instant was enough; the tiger-head engraved gold saber, carrying blade aura, collided with her.

Tang Wen's expression changed. This strike was from below, and even though his opponent had faltered for a moment, he didn't dare to be careless, using sixty percent of his strength.

But he only barely managed to block it!

Keep in mind, Tang Wen was a madman who directly consumed blood marrow to temper his body!

His opponent had just suffered a mental secret art attack and launched a hasty strike, yet it was still so powerful.

Holy Maiden Hu Lan regained her senses at the moment the two blades clashed.

This young Master Tang is not old, but his mental power is actually so strong!

Good, no need to worry about hurting him!

A look of surprise flashed across her beautiful eyes, and her pupils turned amber, like a ferocious and cold tiger king, then changed again, revealing double pupils in one eye - [Mental Secret Art: White Tiger Double Pupils]

Intimidation, pressure!

Tang Wen faced the impact of the secret art head-on, and his brain buzzed as if about to lose control on the spot.

Fortunately, his mastery of mental power was not fake.

All thirty-seven mental characters flickered together. The first thirty-six pure black mental characters vaguely formed a network, like an illusory shield, stubbornly resisting this attack.

Tang Wen was unaffected, but the blade light was already upon him.

Though surprised, he remained calm and repeated the same trick, Mental Flaying.

This time, he didn't dare hold back too much; thirty-six pictographic characters formed a complete cycle.

Mental power transformed into a thunderous long whip!

Snap!

The Holy Maiden Hu Lan's sea of consciousness exploded.

The double pupils dissipated, reverting to amber.

Tang Wen sighed inwardly: As expected, she has a mental power defense secret art!

But this strike still had an effect; her hand holding the blade slowed slightly.

Tang Wen's blade aura slashed towards her neck. She retracted her blade to defend, blade auras collided, and energy burst forth.

Suddenly, he felt a tightening on his body.

Wind Bind.

Holy Maiden Hu Lan regained consciousness.

Almost simultaneously, she suddenly looked up again—a black nine-story tower was pressing down!

Everyone thought of the same thing.

Tang Wen used eighty percent of his mental power.

Only the last mental character had not lit up.

“Black Night Divine Fist—Darkness Bind!”

“Ninefold Demon Tower?! This is mental power that a Transcendent can possess?”

From the distant observation point, the one who exclaimed was the Chen family head, and the other was Shi Lei of the Giant Rock Martial Hall.

The two simultaneously looked at Shui Qianjun.

They had sparred privately quite a bit.

And suffered from this move before.

Shui Qianjun was expressionless, but a storm was raging in his heart.

Noticing the gazes of his two old friends, he used almost all of his control to avoid showing any abnormality.

He picked up his teacup. The tea was freshly poured, scalding hot, but he drank it directly!

It burned fiercely!

“My disciple, a genius. I made him deliberately hide his strength.”

“I see.” The Chen family head’s eyes were hesitant, as if he understood something. Tang Wen was already Transcendent, but Shui Qianjun kept it a secret.

“Damn! As expected, you old codger are still insidious, making your disciple hide so deeply.” Shi Lei also thought of this.

Even Shui Yun on the side revealed a look of realization.

Only Shui Qianjun was numb in his heart: What's going on? What exactly is going on? How could this kid's mental power be so strong?!

During a few exchanges, there were more changes on the field.

Holy Maiden Hu Lan's methods emerged one after another. Seeing that the Wind Bind was broken, golden wind suddenly rose around her body, weaving into golden armor.

Wind Department's defensive profound meaning - Golden Wind Secret Armor!

Behind her, a huge white tiger figure soared into the sky, pouncing straight at the Ninefold Demon Tower!

“Roar!”

A silent shock reverberated through heaven and earth.

The people watching from afar could not hear the sound, but those below Rank 6 felt a burst of tinnitus and dizziness.

Two blade auras slashed at the “Golden Wind Secret Armor,” a golden light flashed, and nothing happened.

High damage, fast speed, great strength, strong defense!

I can't expose my full strength, how can I fight?

Shriiek!

The black coat was shattered by the energy, revealing the Moon Walker suit that blocked Holy Maiden Hu Lan.

Expert-level Stealth Art deployed, enveloping his entire body.

Everyone was in an uproar!

Tang Wen disappeared into thin air.