Cultivating With The Nine Dragons System

0When all the disciples of the Outer Sect had gathered, Lin Ting suddenly unleashed a powerful Qi. For a moment, the entire Star Pavilion was silent.    

    

"Today is the day of the Outer Sect Competition. According to the usual practice, the top six of the competition... Besides that, the three of us elders will be promoted to the inner circle. We will choose the four with the greatest potential from the rest. They will be given the right to be promoted."    

    

"The competition will be in a one-on-one mode. The winner will fight, and the loser will be eliminated. The two participants will be randomly selected!"    

    

"In the competition, the winner will only be decided if one side is unable to fight or if someone admits defeat!"    

    

"The first group in the first round, Jia Houwei versus Chiang Zhen!"    

    

Wang Hao couldn't help but want to laugh when he heard that both sides were fighting. Jia Houwei, who had just joined the Outer Sect the day before, had never thought that he would be the first one to fight.    

    

Under everyone's gaze, Jia Houwei stood nervously on the arena. His trembling legs made the surrounding people laugh out loud.    

    

"Kid, I don't think you have the eye. Could it be that you are a disciple who just joined the Outer Sect the day before yesterday?"    

    

The one who spoke was Jia Houwei's opponent, Chiang Zhen. Chiang Zhen was holding a long sledgehammer in his hand. Judging from his Qi, he was a senior disciple who had been in the Outer Sect for a few years.    

    

"Senior brother... I really just joined the Outer Sect a few days ago..."    

    

Jia Houwei's reply made Chiang Zhen feel somewhat helpless. He swore and said, "Damn it, I originally wanted to go all out in the first round of the competition. I never thought that I would meet a rookie who just entered the sect, damn fatty. Forget about admitting defeat, if senior brother beats you until you cry, then... It'll be ugly."    

    

Chiang Zhen's words once again provoked laughter. Everyone looked at Jia Houwei with gloating eyes. They really wanted to see what kind of decision this fatty would make.    

    

Wang Hao crossed his arms in front of his chest. A trace of a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. After spending so much time with Jia Houwei, he had already understood this fatty's temper. Jia Houwei was definitely not as simple and foolish as he appeared to be.    

    

Jia Houwei looked at Chiang Zhen, who seemed to have spared his life, and said in a serious manner. "Senior brother, you will have to try to beat me until I cry. Besides the boss, I, Jia Houwei, hate people calling me 'fatty' the most. Especially 'damn fatty'! "    

    

Chiang Zhen was startled by Jia Houwei's sudden change in tone, and then he flew into a rage out of humiliation. He had actually been taught a lesson by a new disciple of the Outer Sect!    

    

"Damn fatty! So what if I shout? New people nowadays are really arrogant. Let senior brother teach you how to act with your tail between your legs! "    

    

A trace of anger emerged on Jia Houwei's face. Wang Hao looked at him with interest. Wang Hao really wanted to see how strong Jia Houwei had become.    

    

"Kid, take out your weapon. I don't want to be bullied by an unarmed rookie."    

    

Jia Houwei made a fighting pose. "My weapon is this pair of fists!"    

    

"Damn fatty, are you looking down on me? You're courting death!"    

    

Chiang Zhen shouted out loudly. He swung the sledgehammer in his hand and smashed it into the ground. Dust flew everywhere and the ground trembled slightly.    

    

"What a great strength!" Someone exclaimed, "A light strike from the sledgehammer is enough to make the ground tremble. If this sledgehammer were to hit someone, wouldn't it be able to crush their bones?"    

    

"I heard that Chiang Zhen's bloodline is that of a Long Armed Ape. His strength is astonishing. He had cultivated many martial skills with astonishing explosive power, and many disciples who were stronger than him. None of them dared to casually exchange blows with him, and if they weren't careful... It is very likely that his bones and flesh will be torn apart! "    

    

"This fatty really doesn't know what death is. Chiang Zhen has already given him the chance to admit defeat. I hope this fatty is lucky enough to not be smashed into pieces by Chiang Zhen."    

    

Jia Houwei looked at the ground where Chiang Zhen's hammer had smashed. The hammer had already created a huge crater. One should know that this arena was even harder than ordinary black iron!    

    

"Damn it, if his leg is really smashed, even his shit would be smashed out!"    

    

Sweat dripped down from Jia Houwei's forehead. He regretted his decision to fight.    

    

"I can't admit defeat! My boss has just joined the Outer Sect, and he dares to fight Lee Yuan and Wang Mang. How can I be afraid of a small figure like Chiang Zhen?"    

    

Jia Houwei clenched his fists. There was something on his arm. A milky white dust appeared.    

    

Elder Zhao and Lee Feng widened their eyes at the same time. They looked at each other and saw the shock in each other's eyes.    

    

Although their relationship was stiff because of Wang Hao, they still had to communicate with each other.    

    

"You saw it too?"    

    

Elder Zhao nodded slightly. "That's right. Jia Houwei used the Dust Separation Technique!"    

    

Hearing Elder Zhao's affirmative answer, Lee Feng looked at Jia Houwei with a hint of envy.    

    

"That master hasn't appeared in front of people for a long time. I didn't expect him to recruit a disciple! This is a joyous occasion for the sect!"    

    

Elder Zhao said with a smile, "Regarding the disciple of that great master, we still have to call him Martial Uncle in terms of seniority. Since that's the case, it's not appropriate to put this little fatty in the Outer Sect. After this competition ends, let him join the inner sect!"    

    

Lee Feng did not object, "Alright, let's do it this way!"    

    

Jia Houwei, who was on the arena, didn't know that he had already obtained a spot to advance to the inner circle. He had originally come here to participate in the competition as a bystander. If it was a newbie who had just joined the Outer Sect... It would be a joke if he didn't shout that he wanted to get into the top six of the competition.    

    

"Let the competition begin!"    

    

Under Lin Ting's command, Chiang Zhen immediately moved. He waved the sledgehammer in his hand and smashed it towards Jia Houwei's chest without holding back.    

    

"Damn it!"    

    

Jia Houwei was caught unprepared by Chiang Zhen's sudden attack. He subconsciously lowered his body and rolled on the ground, dodging Chiang Zhen's attack.    

    

"Hahaha! Is the martial skill used by this fatty a donkey rolling? "    

    

Laughter could be heard from below the arena. Many disciples regarded this match as a joke. Some even bet on how long Chiang Zhen would take to get rid of Jia Houwei.    

    

"I bet three minutes!"    

    

"Three minutes? You think too highly of this fatty. I bet two minutes!"    

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"Don't look down on him too much. That fatty rolling around like a donkey, how skilled he is at using it. Who knows, he might even be hiding his strength! I'll bet five minutes! "    

    

The ear-piercing laughter below the arena fell into Jia Houwei's ears without missing a word. However, Jia Houwei was not angry at all after being born thick-skinned. He even pointed at the nose of the guy who had bet that he could last two minutes at most. He opened his mouth and shouted, "Kid, say that I can't hold on for two minutes. Do you dare to bet with me?"    

    

"Okay. If you can hold on for two minutes under Chiang Zhen's hands, I will give you one thousand yuan stones. If you can't hold on, pay me one thousand yuan stones. How about it?"    

    

Jia Houwei's expression was a little embarrassed. It was not that he did not dare to bet, but that he was short of money. One thousand Yuan Stones was not a small amount to him.    

    

"Fatty, bet with him!"    

    

Hearing someone call him Fatty again, Jia Houwei did not get angry. Instead, he smiled. The person who spoke was Wang Hao!    

    

"Okay! I'll bet with you!" With his boss supporting him, Jia Houwei was also very confident.    

    

The disciple who bet with Jia Houwei cupped his hands at Chiang Zhen, who was on the arena, and said, "Fifty percent. I'll have to trouble Brother Jiang to put in some effort."    

    

Chiang Zhen licked his lips. Not only could he teach this fat man a lesson, but he could also get five hundred primeval stones for free. This was a really good deal.    

    

"Stupid fat man, I was going to make you lose a little better, but since someone is willing to spend money to see you make a fool of yourself, I won't refuse."    

    

Chiang Zhen stretched his wrist. "Two minutes? I can handle it in one minute!"    

    

Jia Houwei became serious. He could lose, but he could not let Big Boss pay for his own loss!    

    

"I told you, I hate people calling me fat!"    

    

Chiang Zhen rushed towards Jia Houwei and scolded, "Damn fatty! Damn fatty! Damn fatty! What can you do to me if I call you?!"    

    

Every time Jiang Gen called him fatty, Jia Houwei's expression became more and more ugly. After three shouts, fury could be seen in Jia Houwei's eyes.    

    

Jiang Gen sneered in his heart, "This fatty is very agile. If he keeps dodging, it will be quite troublesome. But now that I have provoked his anger, he is about to lose his mind. In a while, he might even fight me with everything he has. This is exactly what I want! "    

    

"Mountain Breaking Hammer!"    

    

Jiang Gen raised his hammer and once again smashed it towards Jia Houwei. This time, Jia Houwei did not have the slightest intention of dodging.    

    

"Fatty, quickly roll around with a donkey..."    

    

Someone below the stage burst into laughter, but his voice suddenly stopped!    

    

"How is this possible!" The arena erupted with noise. Everyone widened their eyes, not daring to believe what they saw.    

    

When Chiang Zhen smashed down with his hammer, Jia Houwei swung his fat body, turned around nimbly, and leaned back against Chiang Zhen's chest. Then, Jia Houwei swung his elbow at lightning speed, and his elbow hit Chiang Zhen's nose hard.    

    

"Kacha!"    

    

Someone heard the sound of broken nose bones. Jia Houwei's anger turned into a powerful attack. He used all his strength in this elbow strike!    

    

Chiang Zhen cried out in pain. He covered his nose and kept retreating. Finally, he staggered and fell to the ground.    

    

Blood flowed out from between his fingers. The intense pain and acidic feeling made Chiang Zhen's tears uncontrollably flow.    

    

After a long time, Chiang Zhen finally recovered his strength. He wiped away his tears with one hand, and his eyes turned red. He never thought that he would be embarrassed by a newbie who had just entered the sect.    

    

"Senior brother, how did you become a flower-faced monkey?" Of course, Jia Houwei would not let go of the opportunity to speak quickly. "Senior brother, what do you think you are practicing? Why don't you just pretend to be a monkey in the forest? With your strength, you might be able to become a monkey king!"    

    

"Fatty, you're courting death!" Chiang Zhen was enraged by Jia Houwei's words. He even forgot that he was the one who wanted to infuriate Jia Houwei.    

    

"Chiang Zhen is angry. This fatty is going to have bad luck!"    

    

"Look at Chiang Zhen. He is going to use his ultimate skill!"    

    

Chiang Zhen charged towards Jia Houwei for the third time. His Yuan energy continuously poured into the hammer. The long sledgehammer actually emitted a faint light.    

    

"Mystic Trace Step!"    

    

"Sky Hammer!"    

    

This time, Chiang Zhen used his movement technique. His speed instantly increased, and by the time Jia Houwei reacted, the heavy hammer had already smashed down like Mount Tai.    

    

Elder Zhao and Lee Feng became nervous at the same time. They couldn't allow any accidents to happen to the disciple of that great master. Both of them were ready to stop him.    

    

In the moment of life and death crisis, Jia Houwei's potential was ignited. He clenched his fists and shouted as he smashed towards the hammer.    

    

"Twin Dragon Goes to Sea!"    

    

Wang Hao's heart tightened. Jia Houwei's fist's momentum was clearly several times smaller than Chiang Zhen's hammer. If the fists and hammers collided, Jia Houwei's hands would definitely be crippled!    

    

"I want to save Fatty!"    

    

Wang Hao would rather be punished by the sect than rush into the arena and save Jia Houwei! Wang Hao's feet had already been lifted up, and his body was filled with strength. He could shoot towards the arena at any time like an arrow leaving the line!    

    

But at this moment, a powerful aura suddenly erupted from Jia Houwei's fist. This aura was too powerful, so powerful that even Wang Hao felt his heart palpitate.    

    

"Ahhhhh!! Break for me!"