Sovereign to Immortality

"Blacksmith Zhang, what a man!"    

When Zhang Jiu left the stage, the entire Earth Hill Village cheered at him for battling two cultivators of the same cultivation level. Yang Tian hurriedly came forward and said gratefully, "Brother Zhang, thank you very much!"    

Before, Zhang Tie had only relied on his courage to endure, but now, his face was deathly pale. It was obvious that his internal organs were severely injured. When he saw Yang Tian walk up to him, he forced a smile and said, "Fortunately, I did not fail you!"    

Yang Tian immediately called over two villagers to help Zhang Tie back to his house. He immediately prepared for the next match.    

This caused Shi Jiu Tong to be greatly angered, but the two big brothers were not someone he could control. Fortunately, the third layer of the Earth Hill Village could only send out one more Martial Disciple level 1 cultivator, while his own side still had the upper hand in terms of cultivation.    

Although Shi Nan Sheng's cultivation had not broken through in the past two years, he had still pushed it to the peak of the second level of the Martial Human Realm. He had taken care of him and increased his strength by quite a lot, which was far from something that the big and powerful people could compare to. In his opinion, if the blacksmith did not have a mid-grade magic tool, he might not even be a match for Shi Nan Sheng.    

In his village, even if you did not count the two low-rank magic tools from the Xiong brothers, there was only one mid-rank magic tool and one low-rank magic tool altogether. The mid-rank magic tool was in his hands, while the low-rank magic tool was in the hands of Shi Nansheng.    

That Xu family had some background, after all. Having a mid-grade magic tool was nothing much, and that Yang Tian Gang was born in the Prominent Class of Chenyu County. Although having a high-grade magic tool sounded somewhat terrifying, it was still acceptable, but that blacksmith Zhang was only a half-pulled blacksmith, so how could she have a mid-grade magic tool in her hands?    

There were even rumors saying that the Xu family actually had a low quality magic tool, but they had never seen Xu Erchen use it before. Could it be that Xu Sanniang had never given it to him?    

Why was the Tuqiu Village so arrogant these past few years in the town? The past two years had been filled with famine, but why was it that no one dared to touch the village? Other than Yang Tian's strength, the three magical equipment from the Tuqiu Village were also one of the reasons that people from the Ten Thousand Mile Village were afraid of. Even if Shi Jiu Tong had advanced to the third level of the Martial Disciple Realm, he would only have the courage to plan for the Tuqiu Village after joining the Xiong Family.    

Nan Sheng, the next battle will be with Yang Tian Gang's wife, Han Xiumei. She is just a woman at the first level of the Martial Disciple Realm, and I heard that his skills are only at the fourth level. Remember, you must finish this quickly, and you must not waste too much spirit essence.    

Two years ago, during the battle at the upper end of the river, Shi Nan Sheng had shown mercy to Han Xiumei. At that time, it had been useless to injure Han Xiumei, but Shi Jiu Tong was still brooding over it, and this time, he was even more afraid that his brother would make a mistake.    

However, Shi Jiu Tong's words were in vain. Just as he finished speaking, he saw that Shi Nan Sheng had an absent-minded expression, and his gaze had long since passed Shi Jiu Tong, and was looking towards the opposite direction from afar. There was even some surprise in his eyes.    

Shi Jiu Tong's heart sank. He thought that Yang Tian was already prepared for this. However, when he turned around, he was stunned for a moment. He then found it funny and said: "Haha, Yang Tian Gang, could it be that there is no one left in your village? You want a child to take the field?"    

Shi Jiu Tong followed Shi Nan's gaze and looked towards the center of the field. He saw that the person who was walking up to Yang Tian's side wasn't Han Xiumei, who she had expected. Instead, it was a sixteen to seventeen year old youth who was somewhat similar to Yang Tian.    

When Shi Jiu Tong ridiculed Shi Nan, he also thought of Shi Nan Sheng's reason for his shock. He did not make it so because of the strength of his opponent, but rather because of the age of his opponent. A sixteen or seventeen year old young man had reached the Martial Disciple Realm.    

Speaking of this, this teenager was quite famous in the town. When Qian Chun had used his bow and arrow to shoot down a Martial Disciple twice, it had disgraced this person who was a popular candidate to guard the town. Therefore, Shi Jiu Tong recognized him as Yang Tian Gang's eldest son, Yang Junshan.    

However, although Shi Jiu Tong was also surprised, he did not think that this young man would be a match for Shi Nan Sheng. He had used countless elixirs and medicines to build up his martial warrior cultivation at such an age.    

However, it was as if Yang Tian didn't hear Shi Jiu Tong's mocking, he only said, "The third contestant from the Tu Qiu Village is my son, Yang Junshan."    

A sixteen-year-old Martial Disciple actually managed to create such an astonishing figure in such a desolate place like the Tuqiu Village. Even the cultivators from the three powerful clans of Mengyu County who were watching the battle couldn't help but take a closer look.    

Even though Han Xiumei had reached the Martial Disciple Realm, her strength could only be considered average among cultivators of the same cultivation level. Although she had mastered a spiritual art, the master of that art was still here, so she had no chance of winning against Shi Nan.    

There was no need for Yang Junshan to conceal his cultivation level anymore. Even though he was only at the first level of the Martial Saint Realm, Han Xiumei was no match for him in terms of strength.    

Yang Junshan originally wanted him to fight with Shi Nan, as Wu Shuo was already at the fourth level of the Power Mage Realm. Even though his cultivation had been reduced to the first level of the Power Mage Realm, his real strength was still not inferior to a second level Martial Disciple.    

When Yang Junshan walked into the arena, he could feel several tyrannical streams of Spiritual Awareness hovering around his body like a whirlwind, constantly searching for something on his body. There was even a tyrannical stream of Spiritual Awareness rushing towards him like a violent storm.    

Yang Junshan's Spiritual Sense coverage was still weaker than other cultivators of the same level, but that was because he had forcefully compressed his Spiritual Awareness twice, and because of that, his Spiritual Awareness was also much tougher than other cultivators of the same level. Even under the sudden pressure of this Spiritual Awareness, Yang Junshan was able to keep a straight face.    

Yang Junshan suddenly raised his head to look at the external butler of the Xiong family. He narrowed his eyes, as if he didn't care about him at all. However, Yang Junshan could see the trace of surprise in his eyes.    

"Humph," a cold snort came out of Song Wei's mouth, and a soul consciousness comparable to Xiong Chengzhong's appeared, like a giant boulder falling from the sky, it smashed down in front of Yang Junshan and intercepted the soul consciousness that was pressing down on him from all directions. It was like a huge wave smashing into a reef, and instantly shattered the body of the huge wave.    

The grey hair on the Xiong Family butler's head fluttered without any wind, her entire body seemed to sway slightly, she heard Song Wei say: "You want to go on stage at such a young age, do you know how dangerous this fight is?"    

Yang Junshan could feel the astonishment in Song Wei's eyes, and the protective intent in his words, but he still replied, "Reporting to senior, junior knows!"    

Song Wei paused for a moment, his eyes swept over Yang Junshan for a while, and then said: "In that case, who is the one fighting in Tu Shi Village this time?"    

Shi Nan took a deep breath and walked into the arena, "I am Shi Nan Sheng of Stone Village!"    

Yang Junshan smiled and said, "Please!"    

Shi Nan Sheng looked at the immature face in front of him. No matter what, he was unwilling to make the first move, so he said, "You should make the first move!"    

Yang Junshan smiled and said, "Alright then, take a look at this move!"    

Yang Junshan's finger pointed at Shi Nansheng, causing his face to change. The sharp whistling sound pierced through the air towards Shi Nansheng's chest, and Shi Nan had no doubt that if this stone breaking technique hit, a bloody hole would definitely open up in his chest.    

Without waiting for Shi Nan Sheng to attempt to dodge, Yang Junshan pointed two more times, blocking off all possible paths of escape, and forced Shi Nan to use his life spell.    

Shi Nansheng's face darkened. He didn't expect this youth to be so ruthless. He was so caught off guard that Yang Junshan took the opportunity to launch a preemptive attack.    

However, so what? Shi Nan Sheng did not show any signs of panic. After all, his opponent was only at the first level of the Martial realm, let alone a child!    

Shi Nansheng placed his palms in front of his chest and gathered some turbid air in his palms. Then, this turbid air turned into a long snake and swallowed the Life Spell that Yang Junshan had pointed out.    

Shi Nansheng was full of confidence. His hands formed hand seals again, forming a turbid air again. He was waiting for his spell to destroy Yang Junshan's stone shrapnel before launching a counterattack.    

Pop! When he lifted his head with a surprised expression on his face, the Crushing Stone Technique, which he had originally thought he could easily break through with his higher cultivation, had actually disappeared the moment it collided with the long serpent made of foul Qi!    

How was this possible? How could his technique have such a strong power? It was actually able to resist a spell that was condensed from foul air. After all, his cultivation was still a level higher than his!    

However, Yang Junshan didn't give him any time to think, as he had already prepared a spell the moment the Crushing Stone Technique was used. The moment the long turbid snake exploded, a mass of grey fog was already rolling towards him, and Shi Nan Sheng had no choice but to disperse the spell he had just formed and cast another spell, allowing Yang Junshan to snatch the opportunity away once again.    

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These days, there were a lot of things happening, and most of them were sudden. Thus, they didn't have the time to say a word of apology to everyone in advance.