Chapter 309 - 247: Tang Wen Takes the Stage

Chapter 309: Chapter 247: Tang Wen Takes the Stage

A flash of astonishment crossed the White Tiger Saintess’s beautiful eyes as she saw the Sixth Grade fighter from the Giant Rock Martial Arts Hall, who looked like a walking tin can.

However, she also understood that her tribe had demonstrated the strength of an Overseas Dragon.

The sparring was no longer just sparring.

Instead, it was a way for the major powers of Ganshan City to get close to her tribe and build a stable relationship. The sparring was simply a competition for the right to do so.

Not that she minded.

After all, the purpose of this trip was to probe the true strength of Ganshan City.

She could confirm that their only Fourth Grade combatant was the City Lord, and he was clearly having issues.

As for the younger generation, there weren’t many promising talents either.

The young prodigies who had stepped forward to challenge her wouldn’t even make the top ten back in her own tribe.

After the break, it was the Giant Rock Martial Arts Hall’s turn.

Their members were very easy to recognize.

Not only were they all burly men,

but at least half of them also had no hair.

Their large heads were polished so brightly that a fly landing on one would slip and do the splits.

They had a righteous-sounding explanation for this:

"A real tough guy shouldn’t have soft, floppy hair!"

If you ever saw a group of bald men in Ganshan City, you didn’t need to ask—they were all from the Giant Rock Martial Arts Hall.

THUMP, THUMP, THUMP!

The man, short and stout like a rhinoceros, was covered in who knows how many layers of Armor.

His boots were also made of metal, making a loud CLANK, CLANK as he walked.

Each step on the wilderness ground left a deep pit.

The few Flying Axes hanging from his waist clanged together.

"Old Stone? This junior of yours, he practices a Power Division Cultivation Technique?"

"Hehe!" Shi Lei grinned. On his shoulder, a Red Hummingbird hopped about, its small eyes occasionally glancing at Tang Wen.

The techniques of the Power Division were a branch of the Earth Division’s Cultivation Techniques.

The earth’s power is diverse. Mountains and rivers, forests and waterfalls... they are all part of the earth.

Heavy, solid, encompassing, load-bearing... the Attributes of the earth were numerous.

No single Cultivation Technique could encompass them all.

The Power Division, however, focused on just one characteristic: power.

In terms of Martial Arts, this meant pursuing the ultimate in power and defense.

They were known for the principle: "Power rises from the roots, unmoved by the eight winds!"

But the problem was also obvious.

Ultimate power and defense came at the cost of agility.

Therefore, when facing fast-attacking opponents,

they could often only take a passive beating.

To avoid being kited to death, Power Division experts would practice a type of thrown weapon, with Flying Axes or Flying Stones being the standard choices.

The principle was simple brute force: as long as the projectile connected, it would cause serious injury, if not death.

The Saintess was clearly a Swordsman of incredible speed, so this man would be nothing but a target.

The Giant Rock Martial Arts Hall was clearly not aiming for victory. After all, the Chen Family and the Boat Gang had already been humiliated. The only fighter who hadn’t yet gone up was Tang Wen, and he had only just achieved his Initial Entry into the Extraordinary realm. Even as a Swordsmanship Grandmaster, he was completely outmatched and might, at best, last two moves relying on his Sword Gang. Under these circumstances, they just wanted to stack the thickest Armor and last a few more moves.

He slowly came to a halt opposite the Saintess.

The man wasted no words. He stated his name and grabbed an axe in each hand!

"Be careful, Holy Daughter."

"You too."

A murderous aura filled the air.

Their Qi Force erupted. The Saintess took a step forward and instantly vanished.

She was using the same technique again—Instant Slash!

Hah!

The Power Division Sixth Grade fighter had anticipated this. He leaned back, letting the Flying Axes in his hands drop to the ground.

His fists moved like machine guns, unleashing a sky full of shadowy punches.

The air tore apart. The ground, which had already been ravaged several times, was once again thrown into plumes of sand and dust!

Great Power Divine Fist—Giant Spirit Heaven-Smashing!

The Fist Gang exploded out of thin air like cannon fire.

The Power Division truly lived up to its name. This move was all about brute force, using offense as defense with overwhelming firepower.

The Saintess’s figure reappeared outside the range of the Fist Gang. She slashed down diagonally, her Sword Skill different yet again.

Layers upon layers of sword light shimmered like a fleeting dream.

In an instant, they merged, and the longsword became enormous, blazing with a brilliant golden light.

The Saintess was holding back; it was the flat of her blade that came crashing down.

CLANG!

The Fist Gang shattered. The Armor cracked apart, its pieces flying in all directions.

Tang Wen’s expression changed. ’This woman isn’t just fast—her Power Burst is also this ridiculous?!’

The Sixth Grade fighter from the Giant Rock Martial Arts Hall had not yet lost his ability to fight.

His Armor was shattered, but an inner layer of Beast Hide Armor blossomed with a blood-red radiance, blocking the residual force of the golden longsword.

A Curiosity—the Beast King’s Blood Robe.

VMM, VMM!

A whirlwind sound erupted as two Flying Axes, accompanied by violent sonic booms, spun and hurtled toward the Saintess.

From Tang Wen’s extensive experience with Hidden Weapons, the power contained within those Flying Axes should be enough to shatter a hundred-meter-tall earthen mound.

Raising her arm, the Saintess casually flicked her sleeve.

The air in front of and behind her suddenly vanished.

It actually formed a temporary vacuum.

Without air resistance, the already furious speed of the two Flying Axes increased even further.

But at the same time, they spun out of control, losing all accuracy.

SWISH.

They brushed past the Saintess and flew off into the distance.

The Saintess held her sword with both hands and pushed forward, the light from her blade overlapping like scales in a motion like pushing a grindstone.

This slash was extremely quiet.

The many Sixth Grade and Extraordinary experts watching were all surprised.

’It doesn’t seem very powerful, does it?’

As for the few Martial Artists standing guard on the periphery, well, they couldn’t understand it at all.

The various Fifth Grade experts, however, frowned deeply, while Tang Wen leaned forward, his eyes locked on the Saintess’s every move.

Patriarch Chen caught this from the corner of his eye and exclaimed in admiration, "Tang Wen, you truly live up to your title as a Swordsmanship Grandmaster. To think you understood that slash as well."

Without turning his head, Tang Wen said, "Vibrating Blade!"

As those two words left his lips,

the Sixth Grade and Extraordinary experts came to a sudden realization.

Shocking Fist was one of the common Profound Techniques within Fist Techniques, yet many Sixth Grade fighters had not Mastered it.

Naturally, they failed to recognize the Vibrating Blade as well.

In the distance, the very air began to vibrate, and countless bits of sand and gravel started to leap up from the ground.

It was as if ten thousand horses were stampeding nearby.

The Sixth Grade fighter from the Giant Rock Martial Arts Hall, who was directly facing this slash, felt it even more keenly. It was as if heaven and earth were trembling, leaving him with nowhere to run.