The Road To Immortality

Main Round III

"Look, isn't Zhou Luong going to win the match?" nang In said while smiling confidently.

Niiu sighed with a smile, "I must admit that so far your judgment has never been wrong"

The two refocused on the arena, the match won by Zhou Luong, although at the beginning the young man had difficulty fighting Xuahou but in the last moment the young man was able to trick Xuahou and then unleash a fierce attack on him.

The defeat of Xuahou disappointed his supporters, because in contrast to Frozen Island which had two representatives, Wind Spear sect only registered Xuahou as their only representative.

Given the high ticket prices if you want to join the Young Tournament, the sects are careful in regulating the number of representatives who participate. Especially the lower-level sects, the cost of tickets to attend the Young Tournament was not cheap for them. However it was worth what it would gain if it could become a winner, besides obtaining many spirit stones and elixirs, it could certainly raise the degree of the sect itself.

Xuahou returned to the exit with a disappointed expression, the young man's heavy and desperate countenance could not be hidden, whereas seeing Zhou Luong's expression made Nang In frown, and he frowned, the young man put on an annoyed expression that was not much different from the expression that Xuahou showed.

"Not yet! when compared to that young man my ice control ability is still very lacking..!" Zhou Luong clucked dissatisfiedly, considering that at the time he fought Nang In, the young man gritted his teeth because when compared to that young man, he was still very lacking!

Looking towards Nang In who was sitting on the podium of the Star Alchemist Association, the young man muttered with a sharp look of eyes, "Just wait! After this you!"

Realizing that Zhou Luong was looking at him like a person with a seven-line grudge against him, Nang In could not help but curse inwardly. "What's wrong with that freak! does he still feel victimized by yesterday? if you do, go ahead, I'll make you feel real pain!"

Nang In's expression turned bad when he saw Zhou Luong walking towards the exit, seeing that Xuan Li couldn't help but ask, "Are you still upset by yesterday's events?"

"Absolutely not, after all you two are not injured" Nang In shook his head lightly as he sighed.

"If so, why is your face suddenly so bad when you see that young man?" asked Xuan Li.

"I'm just thinking of a way for that strange young man not to show such a shitty expression to me!?" nang In said in annoyance, the young man shook his breath, "Forget my words just now, try to see who it is that will fight next"

Niiu and Xuan Li looked towards Zihan Shi who would name the participants who would be competing next.

"Well after seeing the exciting match before, this time we will see the same match of two young men - as well as having abnormal strength at his age, let's just say hello,

Jian Luo of the Great Monastery fought Weiheng the Challenger!" zihan Shi shouted followed by the other spectators, they were so curious if the two participants were the same - the same had great strength to duel on this day.

"Finally came too...!"

"Truely this is the match I'm staying in - wait!"

"Truely, put your eyes together, this fight will be a very bloody fight!"

"..."

The spectators were so excited because the one fighting this time was one of the 11 Golden Stars, Jian Long who was also one of the Golden Monk.

From the door to the left appeared the young monk with a golden scepter in his hand, he was Jian Long, the young man was so calm as the water in the calm pond, he was, while from the left door appeared a young man with a height of 2 meters like a bear, a sharp gaze with a grin that was more like a wild animal. Yep. He is Weiheng!

The audience was more enthusiastic to see Weiheng, because the way he finished off the enemy was very brutal and so exciting for some viewers who often liked violence.

"Both participants please shake hands!" said Zihan Shi, Jian Long shook hands with Weiheng.

"Hey bald! may you not fall in one blow HAHAHAHAHA!!" weiheng said then laughed loosely in the middle of the arena.

Jian Long silently did not answer the question of the young man in front of him, ignoring Weiheng's rant, Zihan Shi talked the rules of the match to them. After the two were far apart, Zihan Shi started the match.

"All right, just go! The second main round match will start from.now!" After saying that Zihan Shi moved away from the two.

Weiheng grinned and pressed his feet until the floor cracked and then jumped into the sky, smiling with a crazy expression, the young man clenched his right hand and then coated it with yellow qi.

"Receive this..!"

Jian Long not only kept silent, the young man opened his eyes then swung his golden staff welcoming Weiheng's attack.

A BANG!

Such a huge explosion occurred in the middle of the arena, smoke clenched shut the spectators' eyes, Nang In squinted at the two silhouettes standing in the middle of the arena, and there were two silhouettes, moments after that the two silhouettes disappeared along with the fading smoke from being blown away by the wind.

Swoshis!Duars!

After similarly unleashing an attack, the two of them crashed due to each other's attacks.

"It turns out you can too HAHAHA!" weiheng said as he rubbed the blood on his lips. The big man seemed to be so enjoying the fight at the moment.

Very different from Jian Long, the young man still wore a flat expression, just like a monk who was not too interested in the pleasures of the world, the young man was not so excessive in expressing his feelings, he said, but fighting with Weiheng made him challenged to win the match.

"Hey, get yourself ready!" Weiheng grinned, "Because I will be more serious from now on!"

After saying that the figure of a purple horned giant bear appeared behind Weiheng. Possessing his body, the man instantly turned even taller and burly with a purple aura enveloping him.

"A fascinating power!" on the podium of the Song Clan, Song Zixin smiled at Weiheng's abilities. The young man felt interested in fighting Weiheng.

"Since you are very serious about this fight, I will do the same, allow me to be even more serious" Jian Long said with a more serious expression, a yellow-colored aura seeped from his body, the staff he was holding was also glowing.

"HAHAHAHA GOOD, THAT'S WHAT I WANT!" Weiheng laughed crazily seeing Jian Long start to get serious, because the same-type power Weiheng was so attracted to Jian Long, "The second round at the start..!"

Weiheng grinned and then ran quickly until within seconds the young man had reached in front of Jian Long with a fist filled with veins. Jian Long did not stay silent, he swung his staff welcoming Weiheng's attack.

SWOSH!TING!

The sound of iron clashing with iron rang out, both of them pressing down on each other fiercely, the sheer size of Weiheng's body did not make Jian Long tremble, the young man resisted Weiheng's impulse with the golden stick his teacher gave him.

"Let's make this more interesting!" Weiheng grinned then was about to make a headbutting move, "Try to hold my header HAHAHAHA!"

The surprised Jian Long immediately wanted to retreat but Weiheng tightly clasped his hand, the young man instantly enlarged the staff he was holding turned gigantic in size.

A BANG!

The heads with metal clashed against each other, in addition to the buzzing sound that was heard, the stepped floor also cracked. Aware of his attack being held back easily, Weiheng did a horse-by-horse and then let off a side kick violently making Jian Long crash to the side of the arena.

Weiheng did not stop attacking, his hands clutching the floor below, as if grasping paper, the young man raised a large stone and threw it towards the young monk.

Jian Long was able to crush the stone easily, the young man shrank his staff then extended it to Weiheng who had already crossed both hands.

THE DUAR!

"Do you think a little attack like this can defeat me?" Weiheng could withstand Jian Long's attacks easily, "A small strike like this won't even be able to scratch me HAHAHA!"

"Of course this attack won't scratch you, after all it's my real goal..." Jian Long stared intently, then clasped tightly onto his staff, "Get you out of the arena!,

The Art of the Golden Stick - Puncture Pillar!"

Swoshis!Bang out!

The stick that pushed Weiheng grew into a giant stick then threw it almost out of the arena.

"Damn!" Weiheng gritted his teeth while holding down the giant stick that pushed him out of the arena, "Don't underestimate me damn it!"

The young man raised the stick that pressed him then threw it to the side making the arena floor shatter instantly as it could not withstand the heavy weight of Jian Long's golden staff.

"It looks like going against you will take a short while!" Jian Long stared intently at Weiheng then shrank back the size of his staff.

"A pretty fun fight but still lacking! I still want a more ruthless fight than this!" Weiheng glared towards Jian Long, the young man walked leisurely towards the young monk in front of him with clenched hands.

Jian Long sighed but came closer to Weiheng, "You should fix your appetite to kill you first before becoming a Cultivator!"

"Cih don't you dare - dare to lecture me stupid monk!" Weiheng clucked dissatisfiedly, "What I need is just a real fight!" Weiheng clasped tightly his hand launching a right punch.

Swoshis!Bang out!

Jian Long swung his staff to resist Weiheng's attack, both of them crashing against each other.

"Fighting with you is fun but it looks like I have to win this match...!" Weiheng grinned viciously, his entire body letting out purple-colored qi especially in the right hand part, it seemed that the young man was focusing some of his qi on the right hand.

"I'm sorry for having to ruin your hopes but the one who will win this match is me...!" Jian Long did not stay silent, the young man immediately played his staff making a yellow aura envelop his body.

"Then let's see, who will win as and who loses as losers!"

Swoshis!

After saying that Weiheng rushed towards Jian Long with his right fist ready to be pointed at him.

"Golden Stick Art - Lacing Justice!"

Swoshis!Blars

The two colliding attacks produced a huge impact attack, the entire arena was surrounded by smoke that covered the view, the spectators were so curious as to who calmed the match.

A short while after the thick smoke disappeared, other than the ruined arena, Weiheng and Jian Long were no longer visible in the arena as both of them were now equally blown out of the arena.

Zihan Shi who saw the result of the spontaneous match, shouted, "The result of the match this time is a draw, because both of them are the same - just as unconscious!"